"Ye Changsheng has retreated!"
Ye Chen let out a long sigh, his mind finally relaxed. However, as his spirit relaxed, his dual-body technique separated from his true self, and his aura began to weaken.
"First, I forcefully merged my dual bodies, then used One Thought Produces All Tao. This level of exertion is too much!"
At this moment, all of Ye Chen's strength was drained, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, an indescribable weariness overwhelmed him.
"Where is Ye Jingxian?"
At this time, the King of Wu Ya ascended the sacrificial platform, summoning Ye Chen before everyone, clearly intending to entrust a heavy responsibility.
"The old king is stepping down!"
"The Seventeenth Prince, unparalleled in brilliance, has defeated the other princes and is about to ascend the throne!"
"All the princes are exceptional, especially the Fourth Prince, Ninth Prince, and Eleventh Prince. But who would've thought that the ultimate victor would be the Seventeenth Prince!"
