I, Thanks To My Unlimited Investment, Am Admired By Every Races Chapter 183: And That’s All There Is to It

Chapter 183: And That’s All There Is to It

"So strong!"

A startled cry rang out.

Among the crowd gathered to join the Golden Sun Sect were several minor clan leaders. Though not all of them were powerful cultivators, they had seen enough of the world to recognize strength when they saw it.

Just now, a core disciple of the Golden Sun Sect—who also seed to be in the Divine Power Realm—was instantly defeated by Ye Han in a single move.

Even if Ye Han had the elent of surprise on his side, that in itself was a testant to his overwhelming power.

"Wait— I rember now!"

Soone in the crowd suddenly exclaid, "Ye Han... wasn’t he the one who ranked first in the disciples’ competition among more than a dozen sects right before the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm opened?"

When the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm was about to open, the Golden Sun Sect had also sent a team. However, Ye Qingyu was in secluded cultivation at the ti, and their team was led by soone only at the peak of the Spirit ridian Realm. They didn’t even have a single disciple in the Profound Elixir Realm.

As a result, the Golden Sun Sect didn’t make any impressive gains in the secret realm. Moreover, Li Xun’s dazzling performance had completely overshadowed Ye Han, making people forget he had actually ranked first in that earlier competition.

Still, so people had rembered his na.

"So it was him!"

Realization dawned on many faces. But right after, their expressions beca strange again.

After all, the opening of the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm hadn’t been that long ago. And yet, in just a short span of ti, Ye Han had already stepped into the Divine Power Realm?

That was almost unbelievable.

In terms of cultivation speed, Ye Han didn’t seem to fall behind Ye Qingyu at all. In fact, he was catching up to none other than the Holy Son of Profound Sun Holy Land—Li Xun himself.

"It seems Ye Qingyu has run into a formidable opponent this ti..."

Soone murmured under their breath.

"Cousin."

Ye Qingyu shook his head slightly and glanced at the female disciple Ye Han had just sent flying. With a soft sigh, he said, "If you have sothing against , then co at directly. There’s no need to hurt others."

"Besides, she’s my junior sister."

"There’s too much killing intent in you now. Your heart is consud by thoughts of revenge. If this continues... I fear you’re not far from falling into demonic cultivation."

Those words—falling into demonic cultivation—were no small matter.

For any sect that claid to uphold the righteous path, a disciple who strayed into demonic ways was absolutely intolerable. If Ye Han were to be truly labeled as "demonic," then even if the Golden Sun Sect were to kill him, the Profound Sun Holy Land would have no grounds to defend him.

"Hypocrite."

Ye Han scoffed coldly.

That female disciple had stood directly in front of Ye Qingyu. If he had wanted to, Ye Qingyu could’ve easily protected her—but he didn’t move an inch.

That kind of cold indifference filled Ye Han with disgust. If it had been his senior brother Li Xun, he wouldn’t have hesitated for a second to protect her.

With that thought, Ye Han didn’t hold back any longer.

He raised his long spear high, shattering the air itself. The strike descended like a falling galaxy, sweeping toward Ye Qingyu with unstoppable montum.

Clang!

Ye Qingyu t the attack with his spirit sword, and the resulting clash echoed like a tidal wave crashing down. The shockwave shattered the mountains around the Golden Sun Sect’s entrance, sending debris flying in all directions.

In just a single exchange, they had nearly destroyed the sect’s entire gate.

Fortunately, most of the would-be disciples had already retreated to safety. Otherwise, there would have been devastating casualties.

"Ye Han’s power... it’s terrifying," a Golden Sun Sect elder said, his brows tightly furrowed.

At first, they’d thought Ye Han was just another ordinary disciple from the Profound Sun Holy Land.

But now... things were clearly different.

His strength didn’t seem to be much weaker than Ye Qingyu’s.

"So what if he’s terrifying?"

Another elder from the Golden Sun Sect sneered, clearly unimpressed. "Whoever dares to stir up trouble at our Golden Sun Sect today is going to pay the price—no exceptions!"

"Besides, it’s only Ye Han who ca, not that so-called Profound Sun Holy Son!"

If it had been Li Xun—the Holy Son of Profound Sun Holy Land—they might’ve felt so hesitation. After all, Li Xun’s status ant that everything he said or did could be seen as a statent from the entire Holy Land itself.

But Ye Han was different.

He was rely a core disciple. No matter how talented he might be, he didn’t represent the entire sect.

And considering that Ye Han had already severely injured a disciple of their sect and nearly destroyed the front gates of the Golden Sun Sect, even if they killed him here and now, Profound Sun Holy Land wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.

After all, they prided themselves on walking the righteous path—they weren’t like the demonic sects that destroyed entire clans on a whim.

Right now, the Golden Sun Sect held the moral high ground. So what was there to be afraid of?

"You’re right," another elder said with a calm smile. "Ye Qingyu is the greatest talent our sect has seen in a thousand years. He even inherited an ancient fortuitous encounter, and he’s already reached the mid stage of the Divine Power Realm."

"That Ye Han? He’s not worthy of being his opponent."

The elder’s voice brimd with unshakable confidence in Ye Qingyu.

If Ye Han hadn’t co to challenge them, they’d have been planning to wait a few more years—until after Ye Qingyu overca the Life and Death Tribulation—then send him to the Profound Sun Holy Land to challenge their Holy Son, Li Xun, head-on.

Boom!

Another thunderous explosion rocked the sky.

Ye Qingyu and Ye Han clashed violently, their battle soaring from the sect’s front gates into the heavens above. In re monts, they had exchanged thousands of blows.

Though Ye Han’s cultivation realm was slightly lower, he held his ground with ease. The fight was dead even.

Buzz!

Ye Han’s eyes crackled like lightning, his black hair whipping wildly as divine light wrapped around his entire body. It was a powerful body refinent technique—one he had cultivated to the total completion stage.

He looked like a true war god, unstoppable and unstoppable, leaving devastation in his wake.

Boom!

His spear struck down from the heavens like a divine judgnt, splitting the clouds apart and tearing the sky itself in two. The mountains trembled under the pressure, and the winds howled like beasts.

"Cousin," Ye Qingyu said calmly as he floated back. "In just three short years, I never imagined you’d co this far. I admit—I underestimated you."

He swung his sword, unleashing a curtain of radiant sword light that surged across the sky like a divine tapestry, blocking Ye Han’s attack.

Landing atop a mountain peak, his white robes fluttered in the wind, not a speck of dust upon them. A serene smile curled at his lips.

"But..."

"That’s all there is to it."

As his words fell, a burning sun slowly rose behind him.

It wasn’t a real sun—but it felt like one.

It radiated endless divine light, so blinding that everyone below instinctively closed their eyes. The brilliance was too intense—too pure.

It was as if a true sun had descended upon the mortal world, blazing with divine fury.

Each ray of light was like a sword—sharp and scorching. As the rays swept over the battlefield, everything in their path withered and died.

It was as though an invisible blade had cut the very essence of life away from the world itself.

"That’s the Blazing Sun Sword Intent!"

Soone in the Golden Sun Sect cried out in awe.