Heavenly Dragon Army crushed the Seven Profound Level Armies, leaving the seven young Marquises in disarray and fleeing in all directions. Marquis Qinghua, in particular, rode the White Tiger Beast and frantically dashed to Ye Chen’s face, not bothering to dodge, fast as lightning.
Ao Hou—
The White Tiger Beast roared, its massive paw swooping down in a raging wind, trying to swat Ye Chen, who blocked its way on the Dao, into the air. anwhile, Marquis Qinghua did not even spare Ye Chen a glance, treating him as inconsequential as a blade of grass by the roadside.
"What is this lad doing? Everyone else is running away, yet he alone wants to rush forward—is he truly seeking death?"
On the Floating Divine Island, so of the higher-ups shook their heads, while others sneered. Ye Chen had previously made an appearance without saluting them, causing them discomfort. Now, seeing him about to die brought them pleasure.
Only Wang Shan coldly snorted, his expression turning frosty as he swept them a glance, making them fall silent like cicadas in cold weather, startled but not daring to speak any further.
On the Domain Battlefield, Ye Chen’s eyes turned cold, his black hair flying wildly. He slapped out, shaking the entire earth. The White Tiger Beast exploded with a thunderous blast, its flesh and bones turning into a cloud of ashes scattering across the sky.
Marquis Qinghua, who rode on the White Tiger Beast, shifted quickly to the side, unhard but his expression instantly turning icy as he coldly stared at Ye Chen, "You dare kill my mount."
Ye Chen glanced at him indifferently, "Quit your nonsense. Either make a move or get lost."
Audacious!
The handso face of Marquis Qinghua darkened as he snorted coldly, "I don’t care who you are. You’re the first to treat this way. Although I can’t defeat the Heavenly Dragon Army, I need to teach you a lesson before I go, to show you what hierarchy ans."
He chanted softly, lifting his hand to perform Sealing, turning it into a Sword Finger, from which thousands of dazzling Sword Radiance fell, completely scattering the clouds in the Heavenly Do.
On the Domain Battlefield, this move drew much attention. Thousands of sword radiances shone brilliantly, illuminating tens to hundreds of miles around, extrely conspicuous, catching the eyes of many.
"Hierarchy? Ridiculous, soone like you is simply too weak to withstand a single blow!"
Ye Chen’s expression remained indifferent as ever. Lifting his hand, he flicked the Spirit Rhinoceros Sword Finger, and the Destruction Circle spread out like lightning. The thousands of Sword Radiance instantly turned to ash, disappearing without a trace.
This scene shocked Marquis Qinghua. How could this young man be so powerful? Gritting his teeth, he perford another powerful Divine Skill, rapidly Sealing and condensing a Pagoda that sparkled with treasure light. It expanded to hundreds of feet tall, falling from the sky and completely enveloping Ye Chen inside.
This was a mighty Sealing Divine Technique, using the Pagoda to seal. Within the sa realm, it was nearly impossible to break, being one of Marquis Qinghua’s trump cards. Even though Ye Chen was strong, he did not believe Ye Chen could break the Dao Tower within a short ti.
"Hmph, this ti I will suppress you inside, letting the Heavenly Dragon Army co and exterminate you." Marquis Qinghua snorted coldly, but his expression drastically changed in the next mont as the Daoist Treasure Tower was blasted open, its fragnts scattering in all directions like shooting stars.
"Is that all the ability you have?"
As the indifferent voice sounded, Ye Chen strode forward, his black hair flowing, Divine Radiance swirling around him. He seed like a god stepping out of the divine realm, instantly appearing in front of Marquis Qinghua like a bolt of lightning.
Boom—
With glowing golden fingers, it looked as though an immortal golden monunt was being launched. Marquis Qinghua didn’t have enough ti to react before he was sent flying, his skin split open, his Battle Armor shattered, countless bones in his body broken, and blood splattered tragically around.
A Marquis, easily defeated!
Not far away, other young Marquis elites were fleeing, deeply shocked and horrified at the scene.
They all knew exactly who Marquis Qinghua was—a young Marquis of significant strength, second only to a king. Despite his youth, he had reached the Demigod Peak and possessed powerful cultivation and mastery over various secret techniques and Divine Skills, allowing him to battle beyond his level against those in the Divinity Transformation Realm, and stand above his peers.
Yet here he was, overpowered by a single strike—his Daoist Treasure Tower demolished, and with just one slap, he was severely wounded.
How could Marquis Qinghua, a figure of such stature, fall so easily? Who was this young man who struck fear with such intensity—could he be a king?
At this thought, everyone shuddered. They had never seen this person before; the kings of the Green Sun Domain were not him. Then who was this king?
On the distant Floating Divine Island, the high-ranking officials changed their expressions slightly and sighed, "No wonder he’s so arrogant—it turns out he’s a young king with limitless potential and aspirations toward the Human Emperor’s path, a peerless Heavenly Pride. But which king is he?"
Their eyes turned to Wang Shan, guessing in their hearts—could it be that this is a king-level disciple taken in by the Fourth Great Robber, Wang Ming?
Wang Ming didn’t speak, but his gaze fixed tightly on Ye Chen, along with the 300 Barbaric War Riders standing with him, led them to suspect strongly that this was indeed the case.
After slapping Marquis Qinghua away, Ye Chen left without a second glance, completely indifferent, as if Marquis Qinghua was nothing more than an inconsequential weed by the roadside, which left Marquis Qinghua feeling extrely mortified; yet, he could muster neither resentnt nor anything but awe and fear when he looked at Ye Chen’s retreating figure.
With such strength, he was undoubtedly an invincible young king. How could he dare challenge him? It would be suicide.
Ye Chen strode toward a spot which happened to be where a ten-thousand-strong Heavenly Dragon Army was chasing down the remnants of a defeated force, stunning nurous onlookers. Was this young man planning to take on the entire Heavenly Dragon Army by himself?
That was one of the notorious elite armies, known for sweeping across the Domain Battlefield unbeaten, even capable of fighting a Saint. Was this young man mad?
Even a king could not contend against them.
Wang Shan looked sowhat tensed, his body brimming with Dao Divine Power, ready to burst forth. He even transmitted his voice to the Barbaric War Riders, sternly instructing, "Everyone prepare. We absolutely cannot let him get into trouble, understood?"
"Understood!"
The Barbaric War Riders were always ready, not just because of Ye Chen’s fearso cultivation which commanded respect from Heavenly Gate, but also because he was entrusted to them by their lord, Wang Ming. They were prepared to protect him at all costs.
Once ordered, they would strike without hesitation, eliminating all obstacles—destroying any gods or Buddhas in their way.
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