Swish!
At that mont, all eyes turned simultaneously toward the source of the voice.
They saw a handso young man standing there with a cold expression while Su Muzhe beside him looked as cold as ice.
The speaker was none other than Ye Qingchen!
"Are you crazy?"
At this mont, those who were previously spectating indifferently around suddenly looked at Ye Qingchen as if he were a madman. This young man was unbelievably bold, daring to interfere with the affairs of the Celestial God Sect?
Given the Celestial God Sect’s ruthless style of killing without a blink, one might get implicated rely by provoking them.
"Hmm?"
Indeed.
Shan Kun’s eyes sharpened, looking coldly. Under his killing gaze, the gathered audience felt a chill throughout their bodies, as if falling into an icehouse. Without hesitation, they scrambled away.
Almost instantly, the people centered around Ye Qingchen scattered completely, forming a vacuum.
"Who are you to ddle in our Celestial God Sect’s business?"
The opponent squinted.
His anger surged; first, Old Ghost Wu dared to defy his orders, and now so punk was interfering.
"?" Ye Qingchen tilted his head, thought for a mont, "I’m soone your Celestial God Sect cannot afford to provoke!"
Boom!
The mont he finished speaking, a silence fell.
The crowd almost couldn’t believe their eyes as they stared wide-eyed at Shan Kun.
Shan Kun hesitated montarily, then laughed angrily, "Good, good, good... Soone we cannot provoke in the Celestial God Sect? Just for this statent, I’ll make sure you’re crushed to dust today!"
As he spoke, several other disciples of the Celestial God Sect closed in.
"Alas, this boy doesn’t understand! Can soone as small as you contend with the Celestial God Sect?"
"It’s too late to beg for rcy now!"
"Yes, he’s not only unlucky but also implicates his family!"
Seeing this scene.
The surrounding crowd all shook their heads and sighed.
Shan Kun watched this with pride.
For a colossus like the Celestial God Sect from the Eastern Domain, its prestige and solemnity are beyond imagination. Though not emperors, they can decide your life and death with a word!
Even the forr Elder Wu, protecting his granddaughter, shouted at Ye Qingchen, "Young man, run quickly. The Celestial God Sect is not soone you can provoke!"
Sadly.
It was already too late.
Before he could finish speaking, several disciples of the Celestial God Sect roared furiously and charged toward Ye Qingchen. These individuals possessed Celestial Saint Cultivation; although not as dominant as Shan Kun earlier, their assault was equally fierce.
If caught in the charge, he might indeed be pulverized on the spot.
The onlookers watching the Celestial God Sect’s ferocity turned pale and dispersed, fearing to be caught in it.
"Move aside!"
The girl from earlier shouted out involuntarily.
However.
Before she finished.
Ye Qingchen snorted coldly and waved his sleeve.
"Boom!"
A powerful explosion echoed abruptly.
The void trembled suddenly, and an invisible colossal force erupted without warning. This terrifying power resembled a god waving a hand, sweeping out instantly.
The ground in front exploded imdiately, followed by rocks and trees turned to dust. The invisible force extended over Xiliang City, making the whole city tremble under its power.
In front of this terrifying force, the charging Celestial God Sect disciples were pulverized instantly, leaving no trace.
"Is it real?"
Witnessing this.
The crowd nearly couldn’t believe their eyes, shocked as they looked at the seemingly harmless young man.
"So it’s this martial artist!" Shan Kun was montarily stunned but quickly flashed a fierce look: "So what if you’re strong? This is our Celestial God Sect’s territory, you can’t run amok!"
His voice fell.
Xiliang City stirred from the previous strike, like a sleeping beast abruptly awakened.
Then.
Nurous figures soared rapidly into the sky.
At the sa ti.
"Who dares to cause trouble in Xiliang City?"
A thunderous shout spread, shaking Xiliang City, sweeping in a wild storm.
As this roar echoed.
A trendous and terrifying presence erupted suddenly from Xiliang City. This presence was imnse; just one person surpassed the entirety of Xiliang City’s people combined.
"The Three Guardians!" Feeling this presence, Shan Kun exclaid excitedly. His smile grew fiercer, glaring at Ye Qingchen: "You’ve alard the Three Guardians! Now, there’s no hope for you, not even through Yellow Springs and Jade Fall!"
In his voice.
The shadows rising from the city converged into a black tide sweeping across. No matter how strong you are, can you face so many people?
"Heavens!"
Seeing this.
People outside the city lost all color, collapsing in fear, scrambling away as far as possible, regretting they didn’t have more legs.
Amidst the crowd’s pale faces, Shan Kun’s gleeful expression, and the Wu Family’s despairing eyes, Ye Qingchen raised his brow, smirking slightly: "Is that so?"
Before anyone reacted, Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his right hand and pressed downward fiercely.
"Boom!"
A hidden thunder echoed in the void.
Everyone looked up.
Then they witnessed an unforgettable scene.
A gigantic Cloud Palm ford above the Celestial God Sect mbers. This Cloud Palm was over a thousand feet wide, covering the sky.
As it ford, it suddenly pressed downward without warning, crushing those beneath it, sweeping hundreds of ters in an instant, slamming violently to the ground!
"Boom!"
With a thunderous noise.
Amid the pervasive dust, the entire ground trembled. Even the city walls outside Xiliang City spanning several miles collapsed, a violent tremor spreading, turning the ground into a turbulent sea.
"This..."
Eyes widened.
They saw.
The dust slowly cleared, revealing the scene. The earth had entirely caved in, forming a massive crater resembling a handprint, countless cracks extending from it.
The once mighty Celestial God Sect mbers were annihilated under this palm, leaving no one behind...
"Hiss!"
Gasps echoed around.
All eyes turned to Ye Qingchen in shocking realization.
"This..."
Seeing this scene.
Shan Kun’s expression dramatically changed, but before he could speak, Ye Qingchen stepped forward, shouting deeply:
"Ye Qingchen of the Eastern Domain, here to pay respects!"
His voice bood like thunder, sweeping violent winds surging around, scattering the clouds shrouding West Cold Mountain, stirring the dust.
In his roaring voice.
A deathly silence spread.
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