Silence! The entire Qinglan Holy Palace was eerily quiet. Only the rapid heartbeats of everyone could be heard.
However, the eerie silence only lasted for a short while. After a while, the three words "Young Hall Master" were shouted from everyone's mouths in an unimaginable manner. The noise was so loud that it soared into the sky and lingered in the air above the Qinglan Holy Palace for a long time.
"Young Hall Master …" The three from the Sacred Cloud Chamber of Commerce looked at each other in shock. They could see the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Which force is Xiao Chen the Young Hall Master of?" Below, the upper echelons of the Mirage Holy Palace, Zhang Family, and other forces were all extremely shocked. They were very curious about Xiao Chen's background.
"Hey, did … did you hear that? Junior … Xiao Chen is actually the Young Hall Master … "Zhao Yuxi's heart trembled as the shock on her face froze. Her pupils dilated to the extreme.
"He … he's actually the Young Hall Master …" The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace trembled in fear. They never thought that Xiao Chen was actually the Young Hall Master of some great force.
"He … he's actually the Young Hall Master …" Jiang Ming swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His face was paler than a dead man's. With Xiao Chen's identity, even without fighting, it was already a death sentence.
"So he's the Young Hall Master of some great force. No wonder he has such terrifying cultivation talent. He and I are from two different worlds. Am I the one who's climbing up? Or is it that scar that can't be healed? " Although she was shocked and even in disbelief, Miao Cuiling's pretty face was filled with grief and bitterness.
"Young Hall Master …" Fang Qianxing and the three elders trembled in fear. It was as if a terrifying thunder had exploded beside their ears.
The Fourth Grade Alchemist Wei Luan was also stunned. His body was petrified and his mind was blank.
Others might not know, but Fang Qianxing and the three elders definitely knew about Xiao Chen's background. He was from the Tyrant Spirit Temple. Now that the ten Saint Emperors were so respectful, they were completely certain that Xiao Chen was the Young Hall Master of the Tyrant Spirit Temple.
Although Fang Qianxing and the others had already guessed that Xiao Chen had a powerful background, they did not expect it to be so powerful. It was actually the Young Hall Master!
The Young Palace Master's status could be said to be extremely terrifying. Other than the Palace Master, even the Elders' positions were not as high as the Young Palace Master's. It could be said that after the Palace Master, the Young Palace Master's position was the highest.
The Qinglan Holy Palace was a subordinate power of the Tyrant Spirit Holy Palace. Now that the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace had offended their superiors, it was a capital offense. What genius disciples? They were nothing compared to the geniuses of the Tyrant Spirit Holy Palace.
Although Meng Fei and the others had the support of the elders of the Tyrant Soul Temple, this time, the one they encountered was the Young Hall Master. Thinking of how disrespectful they were to Xiao Chen before, they were extremely frightened and uneasy.
However, there was one thing that made Elder Meng Fei and the others puzzled. Did the Tyrant Soul Temple have a young palace master? He had never heard of it before.
While he was puzzled, Elder Meng Fei carefully sent a message to the commander of the Tyrant Spirit Holy Palace.
The ten Saint Emperors were so respectful, and they even called him that in front of everyone. Xiao Chen was also shocked. Although he knew that their purpose was to intimidate the people below, there was no need to make such a big scene, right?
The ten Saint Emperors knelt down on one knee. As an early Saint King, Xiao Chen felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart because his cultivation was too weak.
He glanced at the ten Saint Emperors and sighed helplessly. Then, he shifted his gaze and it became cold and vicious again. He glanced at the terrified Jiang Ming below.
Xiao Chen's gaze swept over the terrified Jiang Ming. His body clearly trembled and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Jiang Ming, if you want to die in peace, I will give you a chance today. Make your move." Coldly staring at Jiang Ming, Xiao Chen said indifferently. In his pitch-black eyes, confidence and killing intent intertwined. It was strange and terrifying.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen waved his hand and two pills flew out. Xiao Chen said coldly, "Take these pills. They will help you recover to your peak condition."
"Third grade pills! Xiao Chen has advanced to a third grade alchemist! "Wei Luan's heart trembled as he stared at the pills that flew out.
"Hmph! You are courting death! " Jiang Ming snapped out of his stupor when he heard Xiao Chen's words. He glanced coldly at the pill floating in front of him, grabbed it, and quickly swallowed it. As he swallowed it, Jiang Ming said viciously, "Don't worry.
As soon as the pill entered his mouth, Jiang Ming's expression changed drastically. He was horrified to discover that his injuries and strength were recovering at a terrifying speed. This kind of recovery speed was something he had never seen before in his entire life. Once again, he was shocked into a daze.
"What a powerful pill!" In just a moment, the seriously injured Jiang Ming had recovered to his peak condition, which immediately caused an uproar.
Jiang Ming's cultivation was at the middle stage of the Saint King Realm. He was much stronger than Liu Ruoqing. Even so, Xiao Chen was not afraid at all.
After the shock, Jiang Ming's face returned to its ferocious state. He stared at Xiao Chen with his vicious eyes. The Saint Qi in his body was crazily activated. A tyrannical force gushed out and waves of shocking Qi rolled out like waves.
Since Xiao Chen had spoken, Fang Qian Xing and the others who knew Xiao Chen's identity did not dare to intervene. They did not even dare to say a word.
"Finish him in one breath! Anyway, I have no way out. Even if I die, I will drag him down with me! " Jiang Ming thought viciously. The cold murderous intent in his eyes intensified. He clenched his fists tightly.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ming waved his hand and a white light flew out of his body. He summoned his magic treasure. It was a high-grade Spirit Artifact Dao Talisman. As soon as he summoned his magic treasure, Jiang Ming's aura and strength increased significantly.
"Xiao Chen, don't think that you can deal with me just because you killed Liu Ruoqing. I am stronger than Liu Ruoqing!" Jiang Ming roared with a ferocious face. He had used all his strength.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen only showed a faint sneer. He did not say anything.
"Heaven Rank Divine Technique! God Destroying Demon Heart Palm! "
Jiang Ming roared as he stared viciously at Xiao Chen. He condensed all the strength in his body into his palm. He quickly formed a seal and fiercely punched out.
The God Destroying Demon Heart Palm was the most powerful technique Jiang Ming had mastered.
"Xiu!"
A tyrannical green energy palm print broke through the air from Jiang Ming's palm. It was several meters wide. It turned into a green light and shot towards Xiao Chen like a bolt of lightning. Its aura was tyrannical. Wherever it passed, the space squirmed slightly, like ripples on the surface of the sea.
"Will Xiao Chen be able to withstand such a powerful attack?" Below, Song Tianliang muttered to himself as he stared at Jiang Ming's strongest palm print with a slightly fearful gaze.
"Don't injure Xiao Chen. Otherwise, the Qinglan Holy Palace won't be able to bear the consequences!" Fang Qianxing prayed in his heart. His face was filled with fear and worry. His body trembled uncontrollably.
The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace were also extremely nervous as they looked at the sky. Their foreheads were already covered in sweat.
The green energy palm print, which was dozens of feet in size, was quickly approaching, but Xiao Chen did not move at all. This made the spectators even more anxious.
However, the ten Saint Emperors behind Xiao Chen were as steady as a mountain. They did not show any signs of worry or any intention to attack.
When the tyrannical palm print was several meters away from Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen finally moved. He pushed the Primal Chaos Force in his body to its limit. Soon after, he formed a seal with one hand. The seal was extremely profound. The tyrannical power all gathered on his two fingers. His fingers glowed with a resplendent golden light, filled with an extremely tyrannical power.
"Saint Technique! Heaven's Wrath Destruction Finger! "
Xiao Chen's cold and ruthless eyes stared at the palm print. He suddenly roared in his heart. He suddenly pointed with two fingers. A golden energy ray as thick as an arm broke through the air. Its aura was domineering and majestic. It rushed towards the energy palm print like a bolt of lightning. Wherever it passed, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air.
Feeling the tyrannical power of Xiao Chen's tyrannical power, the expressions of the spectators changed drastically. Their hearts trembled. Everyone could clearly feel that Xiao Chen's power surpassed Jiang Ming's palm print!
When Xiao Chen used the Saint Technique, the eyes of the ten Saint Emperors behind him flickered with excitement and respect.
The ten Saint Emperors were very respectful towards Xiao Chen. Although they did not know what kind of shocking achievements Xiao Chen had in the past, Xiao Chen was able to advance from the early Profound Sage realm to the early Saint King realm in three months. This kind of terrifying cultivation talent was enough to make them respect him from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that he was the direct disciple of Tyrant Soul.
"Chi!"
"Rumble!"
"Pu!"
In the blink of an eye, the arm-thick golden beam of light pierced through Jiang Ming's palm in front of everyone's shocked and horrified gazes. The several zhang wide palm was instantly covered with cracks. Then, with a rumbling sound, it exploded. Jiang Ming's complexion changed slightly, becoming pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"How is this possible …" Jiang Ming's pitch-black eyes widened. He was extremely shocked. He was very clear about how strong his own power was, but it was easily pierced through by Xiao Chen.
"Chi!"
However, just as everyone's shock reached a critical point, they were immediately shocked by what happened next. After Xiao Chen's golden light pierced through the palm print, it continued to rush toward Jiang Ming at lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ming's eyes widened as the light pierced through his chest. Blood spurted out from the wound.
The entire Qinglan Saint Palace was silent. The entire palace was filled with shock.
The extremely domineering golden light ray actually destroyed Jiang Ming's primordial spirit the moment it pierced through his chest!
Instakill in a single move! Xiao Chen instakilled Jiang Ming in a single move!
Jiang Ming was a middle stage Saint King. He had taken out a magical treasure and even used a Heaven Tier Divine Technique. With the help of all these factors, one could imagine how strong his battle strength was. However, he was still instakilled by Xiao Chen's technique.
To be able to instakill Jiang Ming in such a situation, it was not difficult for everyone to guess that Xiao Chen had used a Saint Technique.
Xiao Chen instakilled Jiang Ming in a single move. This kind of domineering strength and domineering aura made the ten Saint Emperors behind him feel excited.
However, just as the ten Saint Emperors were feeling excited and the people below were extremely shocked, a discordant cold voice rang out, causing everyone's expression to change drastically.
"Who is so bold to actually dare to impersonate the Young Hall Master? You must be tired of living." A slightly cold voice suddenly rang out. Following that, a black-robed man wearing battle armor appeared in a flash. His clean face carried a cold arrogance.
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