With a single move, he grievously wounded Zhan Feng and cut down more than twenty Earth Immortals in succession.
The power of Ye Qingchen’s strike was terrifying to the extreme, far beyond what anyone had imagined. None of them had ever thought that, in such a situation, Ye Qingchen could still unleash a Heaven-shocking sword like this!
Utterly terrifying, utterly fearsome!
"Clang!"
Ye Qingchen lifted his hand and swept it out.
The nine bone swords merged into one again, gathering before him.
Sword Qi surged and condensed, even more swift and fearsome than before. The Sword Qi soaring into the sky almost shrouded this stretch of firmament, and compared to the aura of those hundreds of Earth Immortals, it did not fall behind in the slightest.
"You want to deal with me? As if it were that easy?"
Ye Qingchen clasped his hands behind his back, his gaze as vast and clear as the heavens of ages past. Though his opponents numbered many Earth Immortals, in his eyes they were merely a swarm of ants. In this moment, he was like an Ancient God, a Divine Demon, high above all.
"Waaah!"
Zhan Feng howled in misery, his eyes full of disbelief. If he hadn’t hastily dodged the vital point just now, he would already have been cleaved in half by Ye Qingchen’s sword.
Up in the sky, the other Earth Immortals no longer looked at Ye Qingchen with the earlier ridicule and mockery. Their gazes were now filled with fear, shock, even trembling...
"How does he still have cards left to play?"
"An Immortal-grade weapon is rarely seen in the entire xtreme North, and he actually has nine of them!"
"That one move just now actually killed twenty-three Earth Immortals? At a time like this he was still hiding his strength!"
And in this very instant.
The surroundings suddenly fell into deathly silence, then erupted like a pot of boiling ants—cries of alarm, exclamations of shock, shrieks of terror surged in from all directions.
Countless shaken gazes turned toward Ye Qingchen in utter disbelief.
"Don’t let this brat scare you! He’s just a spent arrow now! Everyone, attack together! Turn him to ashes!"
Seeing the fear in everyone’s eyes and that they were actually afraid to charge, Zhan Feng let out an angry roar.
Boom!
As his shout fell, Zhan Feng suddenly stomped forward.
"Rip!"
A sound like brocade being torn rang out as Zhan Feng’s splendid long robe suddenly bulged. Under countless horrified gazes, his withered, aged body swelled like a balloon, expanding in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, he transformed from a bent, hunchbacked old man on his last breath into a robust middle-aged man whose aura was as deep as an abyss and as towering as a mountain.
And beyond that.
His aura in that moment stirred heaven and earth. The originally clear, cloudless sky for thousands of miles had, without anyone noticing, already grown heavy with dark clouds, and goose-feather snow began to fall, as if the entire world were about to be buried!
"Boom!"
When this aura climbed to its peak, Zhan Feng stepped out once more. In an instant, wind and snow churned madly. Zhan Feng’s whole figure was like a ferocious beast wreathed in a blizzard, a white meteor that tore through the void and thundered straight toward Ye Qingchen.
"Die!"
He growled low, flinging out his great hand.
"Rumble!"
In that instant.
The raging wind and snow across the sky whirled wildly and, with his sweeping hand, directly condensed into a gigantic palm. Then, under the surging True Qi, it transformed into a Snow Tiger with a hideous face and bared fangs, pouncing fiercely to tear him apart!
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingchen lightly raised his hand and slapped.
"Bang!"
A thunderous boom exploded.
The Snow Tiger shattered on the spot, and amid the flying snowflakes, Ye Qingchen’s palm crashed heavily into Zhan Feng’s hand.
Whoosh!
Rampaging Powerful Qi swept madly, turning into a hurricane that drove the snow into rolling waves.
Zhan Feng swayed slightly, but did not retreat even half a step.
The crowd’s spirits surged!
Worthy of the Great Elder—this Ye Qingchen was clearly not invincible. With just one move, the Great Elder had already suppressed him.
"Well done, Great Elder!"
Seeing this, many Zhan Family Earth Immortals couldn’t help but shout excitedly.
But only Zhan Feng himself felt a sour, bitter ache in his heart.
He had gathered his lifetime of cultivation, ignited all his Qi Blood, and unleashed every shred of his power into that strike, yet Ye Qingchen had received it with ease. His right hand trembled slightly, shaken by the thousand-jun strength contained in Ye Qingchen’s palm!
"Back, damn you!"
Zhan Feng roared furiously, his figure suddenly expanding another three inches as he forcefully raised his cultivation again. He swung out a palm, trying to drive Ye Qingchen back.
Rumble!
The roar rolled like thunder as boundless blizzard snow, in the blink of an eye, turned into a towering wave and swept forth with a savagery even fiercer than before. That vicious momentum seemed poised to swallow Ye Qingchen whole in an instant!
"Get lost!"
Ye Qingchen let out a cold laugh, casually lifting his palm and sweeping it out.
"Bang!"
An even more violent boom than before exploded.
The snow waves across the sky crumbled apart on the spot, like piled snow under a blazing sun, like fragile foam, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
"Crack!"
Zhan Feng’s right arm snapped directly, blood spraying out as his whole body shot backward like a fired cannonball.
Boom!
At that very moment, Ye Qingchen had already stepped forward. His figure flickered, appearing directly above Zhan Feng.
Zhan Feng let out a miserable, ragged scream as his remaining hand blasted out like a cannon, the air snapping and crackling. He tried desperately to block Ye Qingchen’s assault!
But in this moment.
Ye Qingchen’s foot had already descended!
That kick was as light as an antelope’s leap, as nimble as a flying swallow’s dip of water. Yet its falling momentum was like thunder crashing down, like a meteor plummeting. It pierced straight through Zhan Feng’s attempt at a counterattack and slammed into his chest!
"Thud!"
From several thousand zhang up in the sky, with almost no pause at all, under countless stunned gazes—
Ye Qingchen’s kick stomped Zhan Feng out of midair and drove him straight down into the ground!
"Boom!"
Truly like a meteor striking earth!
The entire ground shuddered violently as Zhan Feng crashed down, gouging out a deep pit thousands of zhang across. His chest had already caved in, and the surging, rolling aura he had just unleashed was, in that instant, like a head struck off by a sword, its rise brutally severed.
That turbulent aura was like a flood bursting through a dam, ceaselessly spilling out.
With one punch and one kick!
Zhan Feng was defeated!
The entire field fell silent!
The cheering from before vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Countless Zhan Family Earth Immortals froze in midair, their eyes filled with bewildered disbelief!
"Fight to the death!"
At this moment.
One Zhan Family Earth Immortal looked from the now-crippled, dying Zhan Feng to Ye Qingchen, whose aura remained vast and seemed to be climbing without end, and spoke hoarsely.
"Fight to the death!"
"All together!"
"This brat is too monstrous—if we don’t kill him, we’re all going to die here!"
They exchanged glances and nodded heavily.
Ye Qingchen was too terrifying!
Just a moment ago he had been crushed, unable to fight back, yet in the blink of an eye he had reversed the heavens. Faced with an existence like this, they had no choice but to stake everything!
Boom!
In that instant, figures across the sky erupted once more, surging in from all directions to encircle him. All kinds of powerful spells, martial skills, and treasures rained down without regard for their lives!
Facing the frenzied counterattack of the entire Zhan Family—
Ye Qingchen not only felt no fear; his battle intent burned hotter and hotter.
"Good, come at me!"
Ye Qingchen laughed loudly.
"Today, I’ll butcher every Earth Immortal first!"
"Then erase your Zhan Family from this world completely!"