Ye Chen had already learned about the commotion caused by the Corpse King in the outside world through Elder Qing Xuan and the rest.
Elder Qing Xuan said worriedly, "Peak master, this beast is extremely ferocious. If he kills his way into our Ninth Peak …"
The Witchcraft Sect's sect master, Corpse Sect's new sect master, Wei Yun, and the rest nodded one after another.
Too many things had happened in the Kunlun Ruins in the past few days. After the Qin corpse broke out of closed-door cultivation, it brought a lot of fear to the Kunlun Ruins.
"He won't!"
However, Ye Chen only replied with three words before sending Elder Qing Xuan and the rest away. He then went to the scripture pavilions of the supreme sects.
In just two days, he had read almost all the books in the Kunlun Ruins, but he realized that the records in these books were only from 400 years ago.
However, there was no information about the past 400 years. It was as if someone had forcefully erased it.
"What kind of calamity happened in the Kunlun Ruins 500 years ago? Why are all the saints gone?! "
Ye Chen was very persistent about it.
In the past two days, the Corpse King caused countless shocks in the Kunlun Ruins again. However, it strangely did not attack Ye Chen's forces, nor did it have any intention of coming into contact with Ye Chen.
It was as if there was some sort of tacit understanding between the two, or they had reached an agreement not to invade each other.
This made Elder Qing Xuan and the rest suspicious. They almost thought that Ye Chen had released the Corpse King.
…
Kunlun Ruins calendar, 2018, 27th day!
Ye Chen led the people of the Ninth Peak to Purple Cap Mountain. He was going to complete the battle with the old saint three days ago!
Countless people were furious when the news spread. They cursed Ye Chen for being shameless.
"Hmph, Mad Southern Ye really keeps his promise. The old saint is already injured, but he's still shamelessly going to keep the appointment!"
"That goddamn Mad Southern Ye, why didn't that Corpse King go and suck his blood?!"
"Mad Southern Ye only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you have the ability, go and fight that Corpse King one-on-one. It's best if both of you die together!"
"…"
At that moment, countless people cried and cursed.
Even so, the Kunlun Ruins moved for Ye Chen alone. Countless people headed to Purple Cap Mountain to watch the battle from a close distance.
Less than a hundred kilometers away from Purple Cap Mountain, a black iron armor that was as long as a black dragon was surrounding a huge carriage.
They were silent and breathless, like spirits that had returned from hell. Their eyes were cold, empty, and terrifying …
As for the chariot, it had four ribs that shone with dazzling brilliance. The strangest thing was that there were nine enormous creatures pulling the chariot in front.
He took a closer look!
Shockingly, it was the skeleton of a nine-headed warhorse. There was not a single trace of flesh or blood on its body. Its entire body emitted boundless Yin energy, and its hollow eyes flickered with ghostly flames.
On the carriage, there was a man wearing a black dragon robe. The man wore a flat crown on his head and had a dignified appearance. Boundless corpse aura erupted from his body, causing the surrounding space to tremble.
Around the carriage were four Humvee guards with monstrous corpse qi. The four Drought Demons were all dressed in battle armor, and one of them was Qin Jian.
At this moment, one of the Drought Demons looked around and said slowly, "My Lord, why are we here to watch the battle?"
"Wait!"
Inside the carriage, the man in the black dragon robe closed his eyes to rest. His expression was like ice that would not melt for a thousand years.
The Drought Demon could only suppress his suspicions and stop asking.
…
Purple Cap Mountain!
It was deep in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the largest mountain range in the Kunlun Ruins. Its whereabouts had always been mysterious, and it was not found by the world.
Today, the formation leading to the Broken Soul Mountain Range had been completely activated. The mountain path leading to Purple Cap Mountain was extremely flat.
On Purple Cap Peak, which was the entrance to Purple Cap Mountain, countless people had already gathered.
They were all people who had rushed over from all over the Kunlun Ruins to watch the battle. Regardless of whether it was the supreme sects or the aristocratic families, they were all gathered.
Woo woo …
Along with the sound of something tearing through the air, there was also a shocking sword cry. Then, streaks of sword gleam tore through the thick clouds.
"He's here, Mad Southern Ye is here!"
Everyone's spirits were lifted.
The countless sword gleams in the sky came side by side. Powerful auras spread out and tore through the void.
When they were less than 60 meters away from Purple Cap Peak, all the sword gleams stopped and retreated to the side.
Under the numerous gazes, a thin figure slowly walked over as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.
"Mad Southern Ye!"
At that moment, countless people's hearts trembled.
Especially supreme sects like the Dao Sect.
"He's Mad Southern Ye!"
However, there were still some young people who were traveling for the first time who curled their lips, "He doesn't look that good? Is he really as brave as the rumors say? "
As soon as those words were spoken, the expressions of the seniors behind them changed. Then, they covered each other's mouths tightly.
"Brat, do you want to die? Mad Southern Ye is an existence comparable to a saint. He even dared to kill Sect Master Lei Xing and the rest. He can destroy our Heartless Sect hundreds of times with a sneeze … "
After reprimanding Ye Chen, he looked at Ye Chen nervously again. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Ye Chen did not react.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Chen looked deep into Purple Cap Mountain. He then spoke slowly and shouted like thunder, "Mad Southern Ye of the secular world is here to fulfill the three-day promise today. Old saint, please come out and fight me!"
When he said the first word, it was extremely normal. However, the second word raised the decibel. When he said the fifth word, everyone present felt a piercing pain in their ears.
After the last word was spoken, it was as if the sky and earth were collapsing. A thunderous explosion sounded in everyone's ears.
The entire Purple Cap Peak seemed to have been struck by countless bolts of lightning.
At that moment, everyone's expression changed. Even the young people who looked down on Ye Chen earlier were no exception. They were bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces were filled with fear.
Was this Mad Southern Ye?
It was too terrifying!
After a few seconds of silence on top of Purple Cap Mountain, a beautiful figure shot over. It was Zi Zhuier.
However, at that moment, Zi Zhuier's face was filled with bitterness. She bit her red lips and said, "Mr. Ye, my ancestor is injured. Can we fight another day?"
"I'm sorry!"
Ye Chen's expression was cold. He was unmoved.
Anger was accumulating in his heart!
Many of the dragon veins in the secular world of China had been extracted and suppressed by the saints of Shang Santian. These people were like thieves who stole from others, yet they treated them like ants!
He wanted to ask today!
What right did the Kunlun Ruins have?!
He wanted to seek justice from Old Chen, Niu Qingshan, and the others who had sacrificed their lives to protect the Chinese cultivation world!
"Mr. Ye, I'm begging you!"
Zi Zhuier's face turned pale and she was about to kneel down, "My ancestor has dedicated his entire life to the Kunlun Ruins. He has no enmity towards you …"
At that moment, a weak force spread out from the void and stopped Zi Zhuier from kneeling.
"Fellow, since you want to fight, then let's fight!"
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