The Withered Forest, in front of Death Valley.
At this mont.
It seed even the wind had stilled, as everyone stared in shock at the scene before them. Ye Qingchen’s stomp not only brought Xiao Qi’an down but also shattered the last sliver of hope in their hearts.
"How is this possible!"
Everyone watched the young boy with green clothes and silver hair in disbelief. They couldn’t understand, clearly Xiao Qi’an had unleashed the Qi Blood accumulated for decades, so why was it Ye Qingchen who erged victorious in the end?
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Xiao Qi’an spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood.
His pupils contracted abruptly.
Not only could others not have anticipated this, but even he himself had not expected this outco.
"Ye Qingchen, let our Sect Leader go!"
Gong Shikun’s face changed wildly, furious to the point of madness, he stepped forward and shouted. The others clenched their fists, bodies seething with demonic flas, muscles tense, ready to act at any mont!
"Courting death!"
Ye Qingchen’s expression turned cold, as he flung out a palm from a distance. An overwhelming force surged forth, forming a white wave that rushed from beneath Ye Qingchen’s feet directly to Gong Shikun.
"Not good!"
Seeing Ye Qingchen suddenly attack, Gong Shikun’s face changed drastically, and he quickly folded his hands together. The demonic flas swiftly transford into a Six-Ard Demon Aspect, with six hands clasped together, like a Buddhist monk in defense.
Human Immortal Fourth Layer!
During this period, Gong Shikun had several encounters in the Withered Forest, breaking through barriers and advancing his cultivation by one layer!
However.
The defense ford by the strength of the Human Immortal Fourth Layer was as fragile as paper under Ye Qingchen’s palm, tearing apart on the spot. Even his chest was blown apart, sending him flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, completely losing breath before hitting the ground!
Whoosh!
This scene was like a cold bucket of water poured over the Ten Thousand Gods Sect mbers, a chill rising from their hearts and spreading through their bodies. All anger vanished, leaving only deep fear.
This young man before them was no ordinary youth!
He had single-handedly shaken the existence of the entire Ten Thousand Gods Sect, and now even Xiao Qi’an was beneath his feet, not to ntion them?
"Ye Qingchen, I concede!"
A hint of bitterness flashed in Xiao Qi’an’s eyes. Though he fiercely desired to tear Ye Qingchen to pieces, at this mont, he could only bow his head in submission. The opponent’s strength far exceeded his imagination; he was no match at all!
"Concede?"
Ye Qingchen’s eyebrows lifted.
"Yes!" Xiao Qi’an lowered his head deeply, "If you let go, I swear on my soul that I will never appear before you again! The disciples of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect will avoid you henceforth!"
"Sect Leader!"
Wang Qinhu and Yao Guangjing cried out miserably.
These words proved the complete defeat of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect!
"Do you rember what I said when you ambushed ?" Ye Qingchen smiled coldly at Xiao Qi’an’s shocked gaze: "If I don’t die, from now on, the Ten Thousand Gods Sect will cease to exist in this world!"
Bang!
As his words fell, Ye Qingchen’s foot stomped heavily down.
Before Xiao Qi’an could react, his head was crushed under Ye Qingchen’s foot, dying instantly!
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
A gasp issued from all around, eyes contracted; they couldn’t act so decisively if put in his shoes! Ye Qingchen’s ruthless decisiveness even brought a chill to their hearts.
But they didn’t know, the continuous provocations from the Ten Thousand Gods Sect had already pushed Ye Qingchen to his limit. rcy to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself!
"Whoosh!"
At this mont, the sound of wind breaking arose.
Wang Qinhu, Yao Guangjing, Zhu Tianzheng, and the others had already transford into streaks of light, fleeing without a second thought towards the edge of the Withered Forest.
"They’re escaping?"
Seeing this, Wang Luocheng’s heart froze.
Of course, they would escape.
Ever since they saw Xiao Qi’an stomped down by Ye Qingchen, their hearts had already plumted to the abyss. Not to ntion these people, even ten tis their number might not be enough for Ye Qingchen to kill!
"It seems from today onward, the Ten Thousand Gods Sect will truly vanish. If I can escape this calamity, I will find a secluded place to ditate until death, never to erge again!"
Exchanging glances, everyone felt the desire to retreat.
But Ye Qingchen sneered and said:
"Isn’t it too late to leave now?"
After saying this.
He waved his hand.
In an instant, a terrifying tornado swept across a hundred ters. Dust from the surroundings was whipped up by the violent wind, transforming into sharp swords, directly chasing after them.
"Puh!" "Puh!" "Puh!" "Puh!" "Puh!"
Above the raging wind, a cold sword light moved fiercely, and the fleeing senior mbers of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect were decapitated by the tornado on the spot. Their large heads flew off directly.
Then, only the sound of crashing followed; the flying heads and headless bodies fell to the ground, splattering blood and kicking up dust!
Thus!
The senior mbers of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect were completely annihilated.
Bodies littered the Withered Forest!
Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his right hand, sweeping his gaze around. Anyone who t his eyes lowered their heads slowly, not daring to look him in the eye. So wanted to appear defiant, relying on their status, unwilling to bow to this youth.
But Ye Qingchen wouldn’t be courteous, a flash of thought swept out like a tide. Instantly, those people felt their heads throb, clutching them and crying out in agony.
In the end, no one dared to look directly at Ye Qingchen.
"Wang Luocheng!"
Ye Qingchen’s gaze flashed, landing on the leader of Taotian Palace. The ashen-faced Wang Luocheng trembled, a grim laugh escaping him: "Ye Qingchen, for old tis’ sake, will you spare ?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Qingchen replied with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
"I..."
Wang Luocheng wanted to continue, but Ye Qingchen, losing patience with the chatter, flicked a finger. A Sword Qi whistled out, cutting through the air, piercing through Wang Luocheng’s head.
In the spray of blood, Wang Luocheng fell like a felled tree!
"Ye Qingchen, you..."
Xu Hao and Ning Hill felt their hearts tremble.
Could it be that Ye Qingchen wasn’t satisfied with just killing the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, and now intended to settle accounts for their offenses in Lintian City’s courtyard? Xu Hao’s gaze sharpened, hurriedly forming a spell, ready to fight Ye Qingchen with his life.
However, Ye Qingchen didn’t bother with them, instead, his gaze shifted to the void, shouting angrily:
"Venerable Yin Mountain, I know you are here!"
"You opened countless Broken Secret Realms, using Heavenly and Earthly Treasures to entice us into mutual slaughter. I know you’re not dead; I ca to Death Valley today specifically to deal with you!"
The entire Withered Forest was eerily silent, not a sound to be heard, everyone wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe their ears. Resonating sound waves rippled, spreading all around.
Venerable Yin Mountain had supposedly been dead for five to six hundred years, why would Ye Qingchen ntion his na out of the blue?
Many furrowed their brows, gazes flickering with uncertainty:
"Could it be this Ye Qingchen has gone mad? What’s the connection between the Withered Forest and Venerable Yin Mountain?"
Nevertheless.
So appeared dubious, their eyes scanning cautiously around.
Silence!
No response ca.
Ti passed second by second.
Venerable Yin Mountain didn’t appear.
’How could I have believed this kid’s nonsense! Venerable Yin Mountain’s soul and spirit most likely perished long ago, how could he possibly appear?’
’Has this Ye Qingchen perhaps cultivated so demonic art and gone insane?’
Amidst the deathly silence, the crowd shaking their heads.
Suddenly.
A burst of wild laughter echoed from the void:
"Are you calling for ?"
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