"Looks like I'll have to make another trip to Hong Kong!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly. He did not care where Shen Xingye was buried. "Shen Tiannan, so what if your son has really turned into a zombie? I, Ye Chen, can crush the Drought Demon with a flip of my hand! "
"My lord, did you really kill Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu?"
Lin Tai could not help asking.
"Of course!"
Ye Chen smiled in a noncommittal manner.
Lin Tai and Yang Tian secretly looked at each other as soon as that was said. They could see the deep shock in each other's eyes.
Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu had heard of it before.
It would not be an exaggeration to describe the two of them as Chinese giants. He did not expect them to die in Ye Chen's hands.
Lin Tai blurted out, "Believe in my lord and you'll live forever!"
Yang Tian looked at him with disdain.
Previously, this fellow had looked down on him in all sorts of ways, but now, he had learned from him and started to flatter him.
After the two of them left.
The Patriarch of Hell circled Ye Chen a few times and suddenly said, "Fellow Ye, may I ask if you've already built your foundation?"
Ever since Ye Chen returned, it felt an invisible pressure. It was the most sensitive part of a cultivator.
"Not bad."
Ye Chen nodded and said, "I came across a fortuitous encounter when I went out this time, so I was lucky enough to break through to Foundation Building."
As his voice fell.
Old Ancestor Yellow Spring stirred up a storm.
When it first met Ye Chen, he was only on intermediate-stage Spirit Assembly. However, within a short few months, Ye Chen had entered Foundation Building in one go.
Even in the Cultivation World with abundant Spirit Qi, such a cultivation speed could not be achieved by the genius disciples of the rich and powerful sects.
Even the Patriarch of Hell had spent ten years to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage from the moment he stepped into the Cultivation World. This speed had surpassed 99% of the geniuses in the Cultivation World.
Thus, how could it not be shocked?
This child is truly a monster!
Thinking up to this point, it could not help but smile bitterly and said somewhat dispiritedly, "Then I'll have to congratulate Fellow Daoist Ye. The Foundation Building stage is enough for you to be proud of this world."
"Fellow Zhuang, you must've broken through to peak Spirit Assembly now, haven't you?" Ye Chen glanced at it, feeling rather shocked.
"Not bad."
The Patriarch of Hell nodded. He was a little dejected. "However, I'm not as lucky as you. I don't know when I'll be able to break through to the Foundation Building stage."
Ever since Ye Chen woke up from his drunken stupor, Lin Tai had brought him to various clubs. His cultivation base was also improving. Eventually, he was stuck at peak Spirit Assembly. The next step was Foundation Building.
However, if one wanted to build a foundation, not only would they need a Foundation Establishment Pill, but they would also need the earth veins to complement each other. This was easier said than done on Earth.
Ye Chen smiled lightly. "As soon as you reach Foundation Building, your soul power will be much stronger. By then, you can look for a cauldron to possess."
At the end of his sentence, he added, "I can help you build your foundation. For example, the Foundation-Building Pill. You only need to find the main ingredient for the Foundation-Building Pill and you'll be able to refine it. As for the vein of the earth, you'll have to ask around."
"Very well!"
The Patriarch of Hell's spirit was lifted. He clasped his fists at Ye Chen, "Thank you, Fellow Ye. Don't worry. You know me very well. I won't threaten you. On the contrary, as long as I succeed in building my foundation, I'll be your greatest help."
The Patriarch of Hell dreamed of becoming a human.
"However, you have to make plans for this cauldron. After all, every cultivator can only possess once. You must be careful," Ye Chen said with a chuckle.
There was something else he did not say. On Earth, where spiritual energy was scarce, it was easier said than done to find a cauldron with a spiritual root. However, without a spiritual root, the Patriarch of Hell would be done for after possessing someone. He would not be able to cultivate, and after a hundred years, he would turn into a pile of dirt.
However, the Patriarch of Hell chuckled, "You don't have to worry about that, Fellow Ye. I've already found a perfect target."
"I'll make it clear first. You're not allowed to target my family or even people related to me."
Seeing that he was being secretive, Ye Chen said in his deep voice, "Taking over someone's body is something that goes against the heavens. I advise you to find someone who's wicked beyond redemption or someone who's about to die."
He knew the Patriarch of Hell very well. Previously, he had even targeted Yang Tian's son, Yang Hao. After all, Yang Hao had a lightning spiritual root. In the cultivation world, he was a good seedling that was hard to come by in a hundred years.
"Fellow Ye, don't worry."
The Patriarch of Hell rubbed his hands and said mysteriously, "The cauldron that I'm interested in has nothing to do with you. Moreover, there's no such thing as going against the heavens."
Ye Chen was curious when he saw that he was getting more and more excited as he spoke. However, he did not ask in the end. After all, it would be useless if the Patriarch of Hell did not say anything.
…
Late that night, the result of the battle in Shennongjia was finally announced. This time, the entire Chinese spell world, and even the entire country, was completely shaken.
Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu went to Shennongjia to kill Mad Southern Ye. They even lured out the old monster from Russia, Basha. Even with the three powerhouses working together, they could not do anything to Mad Southern Ye!
Not only was Mad Southern Ye an ancient martial artist, but he was also a Spell Master. He could summon wind and lightning with ease, and he even used a flame divinity to break the ultimate skill of the three powerhouses!
In the end, the three of them were killed by Mad Southern Ye one by one!
The news swept through all parts of China like a storm. In the end, it even swept overseas, causing an uproar all over the world!
The spell world of Hong Kong found it the most difficult to accept.
"What? Shen Tiannan is dead? How is that possible? "
"That's the truth. My Martial Uncle was at the Longmen Convention. According to him, Shen Tiannan and the other two died without a trace …"
"That's right. Just now, Master Fang from the Northern Sect has already asked Celestial Master Zhang of Mount Longhu for confirmation. Celestial Master Zhang also tacitly agreed to this matter. It seems to be true!"
Tsk! I didn't expect people as strong as Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu to be no match for Mad Southern Ye. From now on, who else can compete with Mad Southern Ye? Mad Southern Ye is going to sweep through the two major systems of China's ancient martial arts world and spell world! "
"The undefeatable Mad Southern, what an undefeatable Mad Southern!"
"…"
Conversations like this appeared in countless places. That night, some people were excited, some were shocked, and some beat their chests and stamped their feet. However, they all deeply remembered the words' Undefeatable Mad Southern '.
…
At the headquarters of the Northern Sect of Hong Kong's spell world.
An old man wearing a Daoist robe sat on an armchair and looked down at the hundreds of people below. "Everyone in the Northern Sect, listen up. If you see the undefeatable Mad Southern, it's as if you've seen me, Fang Tianhua, in person. Everyone must bow to me as a disciple, and you must not provoke him!"
…
In a retro villa in Shanghai, the moonlight was like jade.
An old man stood on the roof with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the sky and muttered, "Second Senior Brother, you've still come to this step in the end. It's fate …"
…
At the Dragon Soul Headquarters.
Li Ying quickly walked into the house and whispered a few words to Niu Qingshan, who was warming his feet with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Bang!
A foot basin immediately flew a hundred meters away and heavily smashed onto the ground, producing an extremely ear-piercing sound. It woke up the members of the Dragon Soul who had already fallen asleep. They thought that it was an enemy attack!
"Good, what an undefeatable Mad Southern!"
"Little Junior Brother, no matter how much you schemed, you still didn't expect that Mad Southern Ye would counterattack and kill the three experts, right? The fire is about to burn your butt. Let's see how you can sit still now! "
Niu Qingshan rushed out of the house barefooted. He picked up the old yellow bull and jumped into the paddy field. "No, I'm too excited. I have to plow the field to calm down."
When all the members of the Dragon Soul rushed out and saw the black shadow in the field, they looked at each other speechlessly. Plow the field in the middle of the night? The Dragon King hadn't been so excited in decades, right?
…
Above the vast sea.
A furious roar resounded through the entire world. Subsequently, an incomparably huge blue whale rushed out of the sea, and on the blue whale's head stood a young man in black.
The young man in black's clothes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was uncertain, "Mad Southern Ye, I, Guan Shanyue, admit that I've underestimated you. In the entire China, you can barely be my opponent …"
…
That night, countless people could not sleep.
That night, Ye Chen could not sleep either.
When he tiptoed into the dark room and thought that Su Yuhan had fallen asleep, the lights in the room suddenly lit up.
In the next moment, Su Yuhan sat up and stretched her alluring waist. She pointed at a keyboard and a washboard on the ground and said with a faint smile, "Tell me, which one do you want to kneel on?"
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