"Who are you calling the sinners? If you don't give a satisfactory answer, I don't mind crushing you with one hand."
Ye Chen's icy voice resonated throughout the Heavenly Heart Palace, as if the Grim Reaper himself were making an announcent.
The entire hall was silent, filled with boundless shock.
It was too fast, too terrifying; most people hadn't even reacted, and Prince Heng of the Ye Family was already captured single-handedly.
The Combat Saint King's overpowering and arrogant deanor, directly lifting the young prince Ye Heng of the Ye Family with one hand, holding him by the neck like he was a re chick, left countless hearts in the hall deeply shaken.
He was too domineering; even in the Ye Family's own territory, he never restrains himself, as always.
Ye Ao and Xia Wei were astonished; it was the first ti they saw their son in action. They knew he was formidable, but never imagined he was this formidable.
Ye Heng, especially, had true terror in his eyes, feeling at that mont like a re chick, utterly powerless. The indescribable fearso pressure engulfing him made him feel hugely oppressed. Though he dared to battle a Saint, facing Ye Chen made him feel like an ant facing a giant dragon, the gap enormous.
This left him horrified, thinking Ye Chen was just a slightly more powerful young talent. Even so strong, he felt confident facing him, never expecting him to be this overwhelmingly formidable, far beyond imagination, terrifyingly boundless.
He had a feeling that the Ye Chen in front of him might even be able to fight against a Family Head of the Heavenly King Realm.
Ye Zii covered her crimson little mouth, eyes wide, staring dazedly at this. She hadn't expected that after so many years, the Brother Ye Chen who was already peerless among his generation was now even more powerful.
Yet she also had a tinge of worry because this was the Ye Family's main hall, and Ye Heng's lineage held significant power. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to exile Ye Ruoxian, the ancestor of the Tiandu Lineage, years ago.
"Speak."
Ye Chen coldly looked at Ye Heng in his hand, the Dao Power pressing forward, leaving him unable to resist. His entire cultivation was forcibly suppressed, unable to struggle.
The long hand grasping his neck was slowly tightening, making it hard for Ye Heng to breathe, as he felt an endless threat of death rapidly approaching.
"You mustn't." The Ye Family Patriarch spoke out, with other Ye Family figures wanting to step forward to intervene.
The Ye Family figures that arrived later turned pale, among them the Sixteenth Ancestor, feeling Ye Chen's power but not as directly as Ye Heng. At this mont, he spoke: "Family Head, please allow us to rescue Ye Heng. We cannot allow an outsider to cause such a disturbance in our main hall, or the world will look down on us."
"Silence!" The Ye Family Patriarch barked, not at Ye Chen, but at the Sixteenth Ancestor, his expression somber.
The Sixteenth Ancestor wasn't aware that he was the Combat Saint King, but the Ye Family Patriarch knew and understood the intricacies within the Ancient Emperor Realm, aware that the Combat Saint King was not only a generation's Heavenly King but also a Supre Sect Leader who dared to face off against an Emperor Clan. Even the Supre Saint Royal Family had been faced with him forcefully, unable to respond.
If truly forced to the point of war, not even the intervention of ancient great powers may calm it.
The Sixteenth Ancestor's expression subtly changed, feeling humiliated in front of so many prestigious guests, yet he dared not speak. On the side, Ye Feng coldly looked at Ye Chen and said, "I don't know what thod you've used to suppress Ye Heng, but this is the Ye Family, and we won't allow outsiders to act recklessly here."
"You want to make a move too?" Ye Chen gazed down with a supremacy that dismissed the other completely.
"Though I don't know who you are, to dare act in my Ye Family, today I'll make a move to teach you—"
Bam—
As Ye Feng spoke, before he finished, he was kicked flying, crashing into a dozen banquet tables and falling to the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood. Still, it was Ye Chen who acted, coldly saying, "Too much talk."
The nurous prestigious guests were deeply shaken; the Combat Saint King was truly domineering, daring to cause chaos in the heart of the Ye Family's main hall, unafraid of anything.
"You—"
Ye Feng was truly furious; this man played by no ordinary rules and was too overbearing. To know this was the Emperor Clan Ye Family, who else in the world would dare be so overpowering; did he truly not fear the Ye Family pursuing him globally?
"Young man, you—"
The strong figures from that lineage of the Ye Family were all changing colors. Although they felt Ye Chen was powerful, being oppressed in front of so many people, if they didn't act, the world would deem the Ye Family as easily bullied.
Among them, several Old Immortal figures rushed forward, raising hands to strike, with little ripple and Principle Traces hard to witness, yet causing the many Holy Land masters present to be shocked, a display of the Old Immortal's Paths returning to simplicity, truly landing, directly killing a Saint Lord.
"Young man, no matter who you are, causing chaos in the Heavenly Heart Palace of the Ye Family today will have its price."
"Brother Ye Chen, be careful!" Ye Zii hastily spoke, knowing full well how fearso these Old Immortals were.
Ye Ao and Xia Wei both had worries.
But Ye Chen was unhurried, the Taichu Female Saint and several won remained unchanged in expression, calmly watching it all.
"Today, I'm curious about what kind of price you Old Immortals can demand from ?"
Boom—
Ye Chen slowly spoke, with an overwhelming, indescribable Dao pressure spreading out, covering the entire Heavenly Heart Palace, bringing it to a standstill.
As if a Divine Land descended, the void quivered!
"Heavenly King!?"
Whether it was Ye Heng or Ye Feng, or other arriving Ye Family warriors, all finally understood; the reason for such fearlessness was because he was a Supre Heavenly King.
That is a supre existence beyond Reincarnation, manifested in this young man before them. Knowing that among the younger generation of the Ye Family, only the Emperor's son, Ye Cangqiong, and the one who broke through the ten-layered heaven level in the Ancient Emperor Realm, Ye Gucheng, have reached this step.
Yet who is this man, reaching this level as well?
Ye Zii was also in awe, eyes wide, staring blankly, clearly disbelieving. The young man from before had reached the level of Heavenly King Realm, truly standing at the peak in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms.
Ye Chen took a step, spreading ripples of the great Dao, flashing toward several Ye Family's Old Immortals.
"Sir!"
The Ye Family Patriarch's expression turned angry, stepping forward to stop it, but Taichu Female Saint, Daughter of God, and Yaochi Saintess stepped forward, invisibly restraining his form.
"What is the aning of this, do you truly intend to go to war with the Ye Family?" The Ye Family Patriarch's face turned cold, filled with fury.
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