Silence!
At this mont, the entire Martial City was deathly still.
Bai Mu was trembling all over.
In front of such a fierce god-like Martial Arts Divine Techniques displayed by the opponent, he finally understood how laughable his previously seemingly flawless plan was. To face such a being who could kill with a snap of his fingers, he didn’t even have the slightest ability to resist.
"Who exactly are you?" Bai Mu asked, trembling, as he forced himself to hold onto the fear in his heart, "With strength like yours, it’s impossible for you to be an unknown figure..."
A shred of regret and fury rose in his heart.
One must know.
These days, he hadn’t made a move because he had sent people to monitor the opponent. Only after confirming that there were no experts assisting the other side did he set up today’s encirclent and killing sche.
But he never thought that the opponent didn’t need any protection from strong individuals; he himself was a formidable fighter, no less than a Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer.
"What do you think?"
Ye Qingchen’s face was full of mockery.
Bai Mu’s heart trembled, but at this mont, he still held a glimr of hope, "What do you want to do? I am a disciple of the Dan Inference Sect!"
At this ti.
The rest of the people in the Martial City suddenly snapped back to reality.
They looked at Ye Qingchen in disbelief.
"Indeed, the strength Mr. Ye demonstrated earlier is not that of an ordinary prodigy!"
"A prodigy like him would have already beco famous in Lintian City..."
Recalling Ye Qingchen’s previous confrontation with the encirclent, unafraid, laughing while killing, the others in Martial City widened their mouths, then various voices of speculation and exclamation continuously ca from all sides.
And Bai Mu’s body trembled even more.
He suddenly thought of sothing; in Lintian City, there seed to be only one prodigy with the surna Ye!
Bang!
A loud crash.
From a pile of ruins in the collapsed Martial City, a horrifying aura suddenly erupted. A figure burst forth with a thunderous leap, piercing the sky, then landed heavily on the ground.
"Boom!"
Just like a teor crashing to the ground, the entire Martial City shook violently. Countless stone slabs on the ground shattered, cracking inch by inch, turning to dust, scattering all around.
It was none other than Cheng Tong, who had been blasted away with a single finger earlier.
He was now covered in wounds, blood all over his body, the injuries inflicted by Ye Qingchen’s earlier finger power.
"Kid, I’m going to tear you to pieces!"
Cheng Tong’s eyes were filled with coldness.
As a Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer prodigy, apart from not being comparable to those top-tier beings, when had he ever suffered such a loss? To be blasted away in front of everyone with a single finger, he was so enraged that he drilled out from the ruins, intending to kill Ye Qingchen and avenge his humiliation.
Bang!
A roar erupted. At this mont, Cheng Tong held nothing back any longer. As he clenched his fists, vast True Qi surged through his entire body in an instant, his aura crazily expanding.
Amid the growth of this imnse aura, even the space above Martial City was stirred, and the enormous True Qi made the vision and gaze of the crowd warp and blur at this mont.
Rumble!
When the aura surged to its peak, Cheng Tong charged ferociously, like a teor descending from the sky, fiercely flying towards Ye Qingchen!
The might of a fully unleashed Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer was terrifying. Many cultivators in the Martial City, upon seeing Cheng Tong’s deanor, couldn’t help but change their expressions, quickly retreating backwards.
"Is he going to kill Mr. Ye with a single strike?"
"Cheng Tong is already using all his strength! Is this the power of Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer? Is this his strongest Shaking Mountain Sword?"
"Can it be blocked?"
"Look, Mr. Ye is making a move!"
"This palm!"
Rumble!
In the incredulous eyes of the crowd, Ye Qingchen slowly raised his hand. At that mont, terrifying power revolved, transforming into a surging, sky-reaching giant wave, sweeping out recklessly. Ti seed to co to a complete standstill at this instant.
In the depths of countless pupils, the imposing, fiercely attacking Cheng Tong was, at this mont, directly turned into powder under the impact of this overwhelming Powerful Qi, with all traces erased.
The remaining power didn’t diminish, rolling and sweeping forth, gouging a trench several ters deep into the ground, stretching for hundreds of ters from in front of Ye Qingchen, almost across the whole of Martial City!
The scene fell into dead silence.
Everyone stood there, dumbfounded, watching the scene before them.
It was as if a furious dragon suddenly surged out of the void and directly obliterated Cheng Tong. Then it extended outward, tearing and destroying everything in its path completely.
Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer, one palm to kill!
The might of raising the hand, so terrifying!
"So what if you’re a disciple of the Dan Inference Sect?" Ye Qingchen slowly retracted his right hand, calmly looking at Bai Mu, and said: "Do you know? Quite so days ago, I was already aware that you were planning to attack !"
"I wanted to see what trump cards you might have, daring to confront . Unfortunately, you’re nothing but a group of worthless creatures!"
Bai Mu’s mouth was agape, unable to close.
The palm just displayed in front of him needed only to deviate by a fraction to obliterate him into dust. The proud talent of Lintian City, with such skill and bearing the surna Ye, could only be one person.
"You’re Ye Qingchen!"
Bai Mu exclaid, losing his voice.
"Indeed, Mr. Ye is here, and you dare act presumptuously?" Zhou Hai stood up and laughed heartily: "With just a few of you like big cats and little cats, dare to be presumptuous in front of Mr. Ye?"
"Daring to lead people to attack Mr. Ye, truly ignorant!" Lu Yanwu sighed.
"Lu Yanwu!"
Seeing one of the prominent talents, Lu Yanwu, the crowd was in an uproar, blinking in disbelief as they looked toward Ye Qingchen.
Concerning Ye Qingchen.
As long as one is a cultivator in Lintian City, there is naturally no unfamiliarity. After all, Ye Qingchen was the protagonist not long ago. His actions have already shocked the cultivators of Lintian City entirely.
But!
Ye Qingchen was not a cultivator, so why did he suddenly beco an alchemist?
Could it be that he cultivates both alchemy and martial arts?
The crowd was in an uproar!
Bai Mu was also at a loss. Ever since realizing the young man before him was Ye Qingchen, his heart had plunged into an abyss. This was truly a peerless fierce god!
After all, not long ago, what he did at the Lantai Riverfront was renowned. He slew Zhao Qian, Yun Feng, Shi Yiming, and other princes of various cities, withstanding attacks from several Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer experts without defeat, ascending to Celestial Venerable Fourth Layer in one move.
Moreover, a single sword cut the river, a single sword slew the Furious Dragon Flood Dragon!
Even now, blood is still roiling on the Lantai River.
Currently.
This fierce god appeared right before him!
"Thud!"
At this mont, Bai Mu could no longer curb his inner terror, dropping to his knees and knocking his head violently, exclaiming: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, I was wrong! I dare not again! It was foolish of to covet your alchemy furnace! Have rcy, treat like air and let go... I’ll leave, leave Martial City and never return!"
Crying while heavily knocking his head. His forehead striking the ground, producing ’bang bang’ sounds, and before long, his head was already covered with blood.
But Bai Mu dared not pause for even a mont.
He was completely scared out of his wits!
"Alas, you and I were originally unrelated, but you shouldn’t have, a thousand things you should not have, provoked everywhere. Also, you sent people to fra !" Ye Qingchen quietly looked at him, sighing leisurely.
"Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
At this mont, Bai Mu dared only to kneel, where would he dare utter a word in defense?
"However, being a disciple of the Dan Inference Sect, your attitude in admitting fault is good." Ye Qingchen said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a glimr of hope rising in his heart. Even the crowd in Martial City thought Ye Qingchen might spare him when Ye Qingchen’s tone suddenly shifted:
"Nonetheless, you must die!"
"What?"
Bai Mu was suddenly shocked.
Yet.
Before he could realize.
Ye Qingchen had already raised his hand to strike, an overwhelming force descending directly from the heavens, fiercely pounding Bai Mu. The crowd only heard a ’boom,’ the ground suddenly sank.
The depression was an enormous palm print, within it Bai Mu had been turned into a pulp, dead beyond dead.
Everyone in Martial City was dumbfounded.
Especially the remaining few alchemists, their faces pale to the extre. They never expected it would end up this way.
Across Martial City, on the street.
Blood flowed like a river, limbs and broken bodies scattered across the ground, resembling an Asura Purgatory. Amid this purgatory, Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind his back, expression indifferent, as if what he had obliterated re monts ago were just a few insignificant ants!
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