Ye Chen's footsteps were not fast, but every step he took seemed to be stepping on Elder Tian's heart.
The latter was extremely terrified. Even though he was a Martial King and was considered a peerless expert in this world.
However, under Ye Chen's aura, he could not think of resisting at all. Especially after witnessing Ye Chen kill four people consecutively, he almost fainted.
Beside Elder Wen, Elder Liang from the Kunwu Holy Land and Elder Ling from the Sky Purity Palace subconsciously shifted their feet.
Both of their faces were filled with shock!
The reason being the feeling that Ye Chen gave them was something that they could only experience when they were facing the almighties in the sect.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Chen walked to Elder Wen and said, "How dare your Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven hurt my old friend?"
"Buzz …"
Elder Wen's mind exploded, and he fell to the ground in panic, "Senior, it's a misunderstanding … It's all a misunderstanding …"
If he had known that there was a terrifying existence like Ye Chen behind the King Mu Fort, he believed that no one present would dare to provoke the King Mu Fort, let alone Mu Caiwei.
Moreover, the person who injured Mu Caiwei was the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven's supreme elder. Even he could not stop him.
Ye Chen retracted his killing intent and looked at him coldly, "I'll give you a chance. Summon your Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven's supreme elder!"
Everyone was shocked by his words!
One had to know that the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven's supreme elder, He Zhiming, was a Martial Saint!
Looking at Ye Chen's expression now, it was obvious that he wanted to settle the score with the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven?
"A-Alright …"
Elder Wen heaved a sigh of relief when he sensed that his killing intent was gone. He did not dare to hesitate and immediately took out the sect's Summoning Talisman in an attempt to summon the supreme elder.
However, there was no movement in the air after he sacrificed the Summoning Talisman.
Sensing the coldness in Ye Chen's gaze, Elder Wen trembled and took out another Summoning Talisman.
The result was the same. The Summoning Talisman that had never failed in the past had lost its effect.
Elder Wen's heart sank completely. He knew very well that there was nothing wrong with the Summoning Talisman. The problem was that the supreme elder was unwilling to come.
Why was he unwilling?
It was obvious that even the Grand Elder was afraid of this person and didn't dare to show himself!
When he thought up to this point, his figure shook heavily, and then his lips trembled as he said, "Se … Senior, I have no … no other way!"
Ye Chen's eyes flickered a few times. He then walked to Mu Caiwei's side slowly. With a wave of his sleeve, a bottle of medicinal pills landed in the latter's hand.
"Take it and recover from your injuries!"
Before Mu Caiwei could speak, he said again, "Don't worry. With me here today, no one in your King Mu Fort will dare to touch me!"
"In this so-called Hundred Sect Competition, I'll make your King Mu Fort sweep through the Hundred Sects. Be it grade-6, grade-7, or grade-8 sects, all of them will kneel at your feet!"
With that, he turned around and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd.
"Next, I'll represent the King Mu Fort in the battle and challenge all the grade-7, grade-8, and even grade-9 sects!"
An indifferent and extremely arrogant voice slowly came out of his mouth, "Are you going to attack me one by one or all at once?!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the world became deathly silent.
No one dared to speak, and no one even dared to meet his gaze. In an instant, tens of thousands of people lowered their heads uncontrollably.
Even the three high sect elders of the Spirit Ruins Paradise, Kunwu Holy Land, and Tai Qing Palace did not say a word.
Killing the Painted Sound Sect's supreme elder, Xie Xuanjia, was as easy as crushing an ant. The three Martial Ancestors were unable to resist him at all …
The elders of the three sects did not even dare to breathe loudly. Even the supreme elder of the Spirit Ruins Paradise did not dare to show himself …
Such methods and such slaughter were like the descent of a god of death. Who would dare to be unconvinced?
Mu Caiwei's eyes were filled with tears as she stared blankly at the figure with his back facing her.
"Don't worry. With me here today, no one in your King Mu Fort will dare to touch me!"
These seemingly arrogant words were like a great bell ringing incessantly in his mind.
At this moment, she smiled!
Just this sentence alone made her feel that her wait of more than a year was worth it!
This man had come when she was at her most difficult, when she was at her most desperate.
This man had killed four people in an extremely domineering manner to regain her dignity. It was also this man who had single-handedly suppressed all the powerhouses of the hundred sects present.
However, his hair had turned white!
In the end, her gaze landed on Ye Chen's white hair. A hint of heartache suddenly flashed through her beautiful eyes.
Even though Ye Chen did not say anything, she could vaguely guess that Ye Chen must have experienced something during his disappearance for more than a year.
"This brat …"
Apart from being shocked, King Mu sighed with emotion. He could not help but recall the cold young man from more than a year ago.
"Y-Young master is getting more and more handsome …"
Jiu 'er held her flushed face with both hands. Her eyes were filled with admiration when she looked at Ye Chen.
Shi Qianhan, who was next to her, did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard that. He could not help but tease, "Am I not handsome?"
"You?"
Jiu 'er rolled her eyes at him and said snappily, "You're not as handsome as young master. In my eyes, young master is the most handsome man in the world."
The smile on Shi Qianhan's face froze.
"Are you guys going to attack me one by one, or are you going to attack me together?!"
Ye Chen's cold voice was still echoing in the air. It was like rolling thunder that did not stop.
"Fellow, your might is monstrous. Not to mention our Tianfeng sea area, even in the entire Ancient Desolate Realm, there aren't many people who can go against you. It's best that you don't make things difficult for these juniors."
Amidst the silence, an aged voice slowly resounded from the void.
As the void was torn apart, a slightly hunched old figure slowly appeared. As this person appeared, the sound of tens of thousands of swords suddenly rang out.
It was an old man in linen clothes. He looked extremely hunched, but when he stood there, he was like a sharp sword that could be unsheathed at any time.
"Patriarch!"
Elder Liang from the Kunwu Holy Land was overjoyed.
As soon as those words were spoken, the originally quiet crowd burst into an uproar, "Kunwu Holy Land's supreme patriarch, Swordmaster Jiuyang!"
Not long after the old man appeared, the space from before started to tremble again, and an invisible fragrance followed.
"Fellow Jiuyang is right. This fellow has stepped into the Martial Saint Stage at such a young age. It truly makes me feel ashamed …"
As a flirtatious voice rang out, a purple lotus flower slowly bloomed in the void.
A few seconds later, a beautiful woman in a colorful dress appeared from within the purple lotus. She stood barefoot in the air, and her beauty was breathtaking.
"Greetings, palace master!"
The beautiful woman from the Great Purity Palace bowed and cupped her fists.
(End of this chapter)
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