"Almost all the powerhouses in China who have entered the world were killed by him. It's unimaginable!"
"I've counted carefully. There are no less than five pseudo emperors of Shang Santian and no less than 40 martial venerables who died in the hands of Mad Southern Ye …"
"Tsk, invincible. This is truly invincible. As expected of the undefeatable Mad Southern!"
"…"
On this day, countless people were shocked!
Before this, when Ye Chen issued the three commands against Shang Santian, everyone was suspicious of him, whether it was in the country or abroad. Most of them scoffed at him.
However, after the news of his achievements spread, everyone was dumbfounded and completely shocked. If not for the fact that someone had kept the livestream video, they would not have believed it even if they were beaten to death.
Especially on Killer Whale's livestream platform, all the viewers in Ye Chen's livestream went crazy.
It was because Ye Chen had turned off the livestream!
Before he turned off the livestream, he only cared about killing people from the beginning to the end. He did not say a single word to them, and it was because of this that the audience went crazy.
"He's too powerful. Such a man is the existence that we look forward to. Compared to him, who cares about being the number one? Who cares about being an internet celebrity?!"
"I've decided. I want to be his disciple. No one can snatch him from me. I'll fight whoever does!"
"Who's got yellow urine? Wake up the person upstairs. Those with diabetes shouldn't come. Don't let him taste the sweetness!"
"I'll go first. I just ate an expired bottle of Lao Gan Ma last night. My urine is split into two. Let me stain his nostrils!"
"…"
Within a day of Ye Chen's livestream, the popularity of the livestream increased instead of decreasing. It directly skyrocketed to 100 million. While everyone was giving gifts, they protested and asked the Killer Whale official to let Ye Chen livestream.
Meanwhile, the popular streamer called Brother Jian was out of his mind. He was sending gifts to Ye Chen's live-stream like crazy. Each gift was worth at least 5,000 yuan. No one knew how much he had sent. It seemed like he had been sending gifts for two hours.
Brother Jian spent all his life's savings and smashed his computer and all his livestream props. "Compared to such a person, who do I think I am? Who do I think my money is!"
What no one knew was that a popular streamer called Brother Jian had disappeared without a trace. And in the Hundred Thousand Mountains that led from Tong Province to Tiannan, there was an additional fellow carrying a bag like a savage. He gritted his teeth and walked forward.
Xu Shujian, you can do it. You can definitely become Mad Southern Ye's disciple … "
Compared to the uproar in China, Western Europe on the other side of the ocean fell into silence.
Especially the colossus that was the International Tribunal. They brazenly sent Paul and Lahar to assist the people from Shang Santian because Ye Chen had killed Fire Emperor and Titan on the ghost ship. They wanted to kill Ye Chen.
Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to kill Ye Chen, but Paul and Lahar were killed instead. They went for wool and came home shorn!
…
Three days later, Lin City's Ye family!
At this moment, it was filled with many people, including Han Qinhu and the rest. If one took a closer look, they would realize that their auras were stronger than before.
Yang Tian's face was grim. He lifted his head to look at Ye Chen who was sitting above, "Old Ye, are you really going to Shang Santian?"
As soon as he said that, everyone in the hall looked at Ye Chen, who was carrying his daughter. They wanted to say something but hesitated.
"I've made up my mind. You guys don't have to persuade me anymore!"
Ye Chen carried Mengmeng and looked at everyone with his head down, "The matter in the country has been settled. However, Shang Santian has suffered at most this time. It didn't hurt them, so I have to go!"
Even though his tone was extremely calm, everyone present could feel a heart-palpitating killing intent.
Ye Chen's gaze eventually landed on the Patriarch of Hell and Yang Tian, "Before I go, I have a few things to tell you guys. Firstly, the Star Pavilion will be rebuilt. The patriarch and Yang Tian will be the deputy pavilion masters. There's no limit to the number of people this time. You can recruit from the outside, but they must have a clean background!"
After the incident of Shang Santian entering the world, he realized a problem. It was difficult for him to take care of everyone with his own strength.
Therefore, after much consideration, he decided to rebuild the Star Pavilion so that he could have a trump card under him. By then, even if he was no longer around, others would not dare to take action if they had any ulterior motives.
Yang Tian immediately nodded, "I'll remember!"
Patriarch Yellow Spring, on the other hand, had a helpless look on his face. When he was a Tribulation Almighty in his previous life, he was either an Elder of some sect, flirting with female cultivators, or sleeping with beauties in some mortal dynasty.
He was used to being lazy and could not be restrained.
"Patriarch!"
How could Ye Chen not know what he was thinking? He said with a faint smile, "The Ye family still needs you to take charge when I'm not around. Of course, to compensate you, I can teach you a cultivation method before I leave!"
The Patriarch of Hell yawned and said disinterestedly, "I don't lack cultivation methods. I lack women, a lot of women!"
Hearing that, many people in the hall looked at him with strange expressions. They seemed to be curious why the patriarch, a 15 or 16-year-old young man, would speak like an old man. Moreover, he kept talking about women.
When they were at the patriarch's age, they were still fledglings. They had never even touched a woman's hand.
"Disperse. The patriarch and Yang Tian stay!"
Ye Chen did not say anything. After getting everyone to leave, he left the Patriarch of Hell and Yang Tian alone. He gave them many things.
When Yang Tian and the Patriarch of Hell walked out, Yang Tian glanced at the excited Patriarch of Hell and could not help but ask curiously, "Patriarch, didn't you say that you lack cultivation methods? What did Old Ye give you to make you so happy? "
"What's it to you?"
The Patriarch of Hell glared at him before rubbing his hands and rushing out in a flashy manner.
…
Kunlun!
It was known as the No.1 Ancestral Mountain in China. It was also known as the No.1 Divine Mountain because almost all the myths and legends were related to Kunlun, including the Jade Pool and the Queen Mother of the West's pill refinement …
"This place is located at the border between Kunlun and Earth's space barrier. The spiritual energy here is denser than anywhere else in China. Moreover, it's endless. This must be the entrance to Shang Santian!"
At that moment, Ye Chen was standing quietly next to a pool in the inner area of Kunlun while carrying his daughter. He was quietly feeling the spiritual energy that was seeping out of the pool.
Mengmeng, who was in his embrace, rolled her black eyes and looked around curiously. She mumbled, "Daddy, where are we going?"
"Daddy will bring you to a place you've never been to before!" Ye Chen touched her face. Subsequently, he extended his hand and formed seals in the air.
"Open!"
"Boom …"
The seemingly ordinary pool shook violently. Then, the space above it distorted a few times, and a golden immortal door appeared out of thin air.
At the same time, countless koi leaped out of the pool. These koi swayed their tails as if they wanted to jump into the immortal door.
"Let's go!"
Ye Chen carried his daughter and took a step forward. He entered the immortal door directly. Not long after he left, the immortal door disappeared into space again.
"Five ancient clans, I'm here!"
"Wushuang, Big Brother is here!"
…
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