With the death of the Patriarch of Li Yun.
From that moment onwards, the entire Earth was shaken. Even the powerhouses who were hiding in the dark or in the Yin Ruins were no exception.
Everyone only felt a roar in their heads as they once again looked at the skinny figure standing in the void like a god.
"From now on, who can stop his ferocious might?"
This thought appeared in everyone's minds at almost the same time.
He had slaughtered over a hundred God Transformation Stage powerhouses from the eight great immortal sects in the outer realm, and he had even killed the Patriarch of Li Yun, a perfected God Transformation Stage powerhouse. Such a battle record had never been seen on Earth in the past 17 years.
In the air, Ye Chen's face turned paler as if he could fall at any time.
The Patriarch of Hell saw through his current situation at a glance. He appeared next to Ye Chen with a flash.
Ye Wushuang landed next to Ye Chen one after another. His white clothes fluttered, and his expression was cold. He guarded the Patriarch of Hell on his left and right while looking around vigilantly.
Ye Chen rejected their support and forced himself to stand. He looked at the entire world coldly and swept his cold gaze across countless faces.
A few seconds later, an indifferent voice came out of his mouth, "From today onwards, all foreign sects in China must register with the Foreign Territory Judicial Department within three days …"
"If anyone doesn't come, the sect will be destroyed!"
"Rumble …"
His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was like thunder from the nine heavens, shaking the surroundings and spreading thousands of kilometers away. It was like the roar of a god.
As soon as he said that, everyone was stunned at first. Then, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air and look at him in shock.
Ye Chen's words were too overbearing and crazy.
One had to know that ever since the foreign immortal sects descended on Earth 12 years ago, they had been unrestrained and lawless.
However, Ye Chen wanted all the foreign sects in China to register with the Foreign Adjudication Department. What was the difference between that and a reorganization?
With the temper of the foreign immortal sects, how could they agree?
However, countless cultivators of the older generation in China were so excited that they almost cheered when they heard the news.
Mad Southern Ye wanted to reorganize the foreign immortal sects in China. This was a great thing for China. It meant that the foreign immortal sects had restrictions and could no longer be as fearless as before.
"Hmph …"
As soon as Ye Chen was done speaking, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the air, "Mad Southern Ye, we don't care if you slaughter the eight great immortal sects. We don't care if you kill Fellow Li Yun …
"But aren't you a little too arrogant? You actually want to suppress the remaining outer realm Immortal Sects? To put it bluntly, do you really think that you can fight against the entire extraterrestrial civilization by yourself? "
"Well said!"
Another cold voice was heard, "Mad Southern Ye, no matter how monstrous you are, you're just a native of Earth. How dare you look down on our extraterrestrial civilization?"
The voice in the air exploded in everyone's minds. However, only the voice could be heard, but no one could be seen.
Ye Chen looked at the air. Just when he was about to speak, he heard a loud laugh coming from afar, "Who said that Mad Southern Ye is alone?!"
Under everyone's gazes, the space suddenly distorted a few times. Then, an old Daoist priest in green walked over.
The old Daoist priest in green held a horsetail whisk and landed next to Ye Chen.
It was Daoist Beiyan.
With Daoist Beiyan's appearance, the entire world fell silent again. After all, Daoist Beiyan was one of the few mid-stage Soul Formation powerhouses in China.
The voice from before sounded again, and it seemed to be displeased, "Fellow Daoist Beiyan, are you going to help Mad Southern Ye?"
"Old thing hiding in the dark."
Daoist Beiyan smirked coldly, "I'm here to tell you that from today onwards, Mad Southern Ye is not alone. He still has me, tens of millions of cultivators in China, and billions of people in China!"
"If you touch Mad Southern Ye, you'll be my enemy. You'll be the enemy of tens of millions of cultivators in China, and billions of people in China!"
His voice was loud and clear, like a great bell that shook the world, causing the expressions of countless people to change.
The former's words were just too shocking!
Mad Southern Ye represented China!
If they dared to touch Mad Southern Ye, they would be enemies with the entire China?!
Who else in the world could enjoy such honor?!
"Good, good. Touching Mad Southern Ye is equivalent to touching China!"
"The king dies for the country, and the son of heaven guards the country. Mad Southern Ye is a scholar of China, and he deserves such honor!"
"…"
Amidst the uproar, the entire world was in an uproar, and the internet seemed to have set off a storm. It was incomparably explosive, and countless voices were about to shake the world.
Even Ye Chen looked at Daoist Beiyan emotionally. Clearly, he did not expect Daoist Beiyan to support him so much.
In an instant, the voices in the air fell silent.
A moment later, a sinister voice sounded, "Old geezer Beiyan, don't forget the agreement between China and us. Do you want to shed all pretenses and start a war with us today?!"
Many people's expressions changed when they heard that.
Obviously, the numerous Xeno-race experts hidden in the shadows were infuriated.
"It's been 12 years, a whole 12 years!"
Daoist Beiyan suddenly laughed out loud, but tears flowed out of his eyes, "We were forced to compromise with you for 12 years. For the past 12 years, we've endured hardships to comfort the souls of the heroes from back then."
At this point, he took a step forward and shouted like thunder, "Today, if you want to fight, then let's fight. China will accompany you to the end!"
With that, he suddenly raised his hand.
Rumble!!!
The void suddenly exploded, and thousands of people instantly appeared. These thousands of people did not have high cultivation bases. Most of them were at the Nascent Soul stage, but each of them held an apricot yellow flag in their hands.
As the thousands of people waved the flags in their hands, an endless expanse of people appeared in the sky. It was not an exaggeration to say that it covered the sky.
The most terrifying thing was that in front of the endless people, there were a hundred enormous creatures that looked like ferocious beasts.
They seemed to be huge cannons, but they were incomparably huge. The muzzles of the cannons emitted a dense aura, and it seemed to contain an aura that could destroy the world.
Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell could not help but look at each other when they saw that. They saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
This was the perfect combination of magic tools and technology, and it contained great terror!
"This is my God-Shooting Cannon!"
Daoist Beiyan's indifferent voice sounded, "There are a total of 100 of them. Each of them can kill an early-stage Soul Formation cultivator. This is the confidence of China!"
(End of this chapter)
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