A faint sigh came from the void. This sigh seemed to be mixed with helplessness, as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Suddenly, layers of Essence Qi clouds appeared on the ground, bringing with them a boundless might and pressure that covered the sky and covered the earth.
The clouds seemed to stir the world, and then a dazzling light soared into the sky from the depths of Purple Cap Mountain, illuminating the world.
Then, under everyone's gazes, a figure sat cross-legged in the clouds. He sat there like a god, refining and opening up on his own. Strange phenomena appeared frequently.
It was this seemingly ordinary figure that made everyone present feel a terrifying power.
He was the patriarch of Purple Cap Mountain, Zi Qingcang!
He was also the only saint left in the Kunlun Ruins after the great calamity 500 years ago. If Ye Chen had not killed the five supreme sect masters consecutively, he would probably not have known about this existence.
"Is this the might of a saint?"
Countless people held their breaths.
On the other hand, Ye Chen's expression did not change. He stepped into the clouds with a flash and looked at the figure 300 meters away.
The figure was dressed in white. He looked like a 14 or 15 year old boy, but he had a head full of white hair and wrinkles. His eyes were deep as if he could see through the world.
"Fellow Daoist, you really came!"
Zi Qingcang's eyes revealed a deep sense of helplessness as he said, "I know why you're here!"
"You know why I'm here?"
Ye Chen was slightly stunned. Then, he came to a realization, "Since you know why I'm here, why do you still dare to show yourself and fight me? Do you think that even if you're injured, I won't be able to kill you?! "
"I'll give you an explanation after this battle!" Zi Qingcang sighed softly. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and there were even more wrinkles on his face.
"Since that's the case, let's fight!"
Ye Chen stepped on the ground and threw a punch.
His terrifying fist force scattered all the clouds in all directions. As his figure flashed, it was like a plane flying past, bringing with it a white waterfall that was 300 meters long.
The powerhouses on the ground were shocked, "Physical strength. Mad Southern Ye is actually fighting the old saint with his physical strength?!"
"Look, Mad Southern Ye's body is crystal clear. Could it be that his body has already become a saint?" Someone exclaimed.
When everyone took a closer look, they saw that Ye Chen's body was crimson gold in color. His entire body was surging with divine radiance. They could not help but be shocked.
"Interesting!"
A hundred miles away, the black-robed man on the chariot suddenly opened his eyes. "This physical body is comparable to a Divine Body!"
"What? Saint Body?!! "
The expressions of the four Drought Demons beside him changed. "Master, wasn't the Saint Body destroyed by the Nine Clans?"
"This person might be the only one with a Saint Physique left in the past!"
The black-robed man's eyes flickered as if he could see through the void. "But why don't I sense a familiar aura from this person? Could it be that it has its own consciousness that was born from the body of a dead Divine Body? "
…
Zi Qingcang did not panic when he saw Ye Chen's punch coming at him. He extended his arm and grabbed the air.
In the next moment, endless Origin Energy turned into a dazzling sword shadow in his hand and met Ye Chen's punch directly.
"Boom …"
The two of them collided.
Ye Chen's golden fist shook the air. It was extremely fast and violent as it landed on the dazzling sword shadow. The sound echoed dozens of kilometers away.
"What a powerful body!"
Seeing this scene, many people gasped in unison.
He had relied on his body to withstand the Saint's Sword!
They had never seen this before, nor did they dare to think about it.
Even Zi Qingcang frowned. He did not expect Ye Chen's body to be so powerful.
Just like his sword earlier, any supreme giant would die instantly if they were lightly brushed by it.
"Buzz!"
Zi Qingcang's figure flashed and he retreated dozens of meters. Then, he waved his sleeve and a black palm slashed down from the sky. It was a black mass, as if the sky was about to be destroyed.
"Rumble …"
Ye Chen attacked again. He turned into a dazzling beam of light and shot out. The golden punch shattered the air and produced a violent tremor.
"Rumble …"
Everyone felt a piercing pain in their ears, as if a thunderclap had exploded.
Then, after a golden energy and black energy converged in the air, the energy waves that erupted swept out like a tide.
Bang, bang, bang …
Just the shockwave that was emitted caused the Purple Cap Mountain to be cut into two. The huge mountain broke apart and forcefully smashed a heavenly pit into the ground.
"Too terrifying, too terrifying!"
Someone mumbled to himself. No one knew if he was talking about how terrifying the Saint, Zi Qingcang, was or how Ye Chen could fight Zi Qingcang to such an extent.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Zi Qingcang coughed softly, and his face turned pale. He had been severely injured by the Corpse King before this, and he had exhausted too much energy to fight Ye Chen now.
"The old saint vomited blood?"
"Oh my god, how is that possible?!"
However, the people on the ground did not think that way. Some of them thought that Ye Chen had injured him.
Zi Qingcang grabbed the broken half of Purple Cap Peak that had fallen into the ground in the face of such gossip.
The giant mountain that was over 60 meters tall was forcefully sucked into the air. It was like a huge mountain that soared through the sky, majestic and majestic, covering the sky and covering the sun.
Zi Qingcang shouted softly, "Suppress!"
Boom!
The mountain descended from the sky and turned the world upside down. It pressed down on Ye Chen directly as if it had locked onto him.
Everyone's expression changed.
On the other hand, Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly after he let out a long roar. He charged forward. No matter how many abilities you have, I'll break them with one punch!
The golden fist was like a small sun that was spitting fire, making it hard for people to open their eyes.
"Rumble …"
The second clash between the two shattered the space on the spot. The energy waves that erupted were incomparably ferocious, like a tsunami.
"Crack …"
In the end, the peak could not withstand his punch. A corner of it cracked open, and then it let out a deafening sound. It shattered and turned into rocks that scattered everywhere.
At the next moment!
Ye Chen closed in and attacked in an extremely overbearing manner. The air rumbled as he attacked. The space collapsed with every step he took.
Zi Qingcang's expression changed slightly. He formed a hand seal and an illusory golden shield appeared in front of his chest.
"Bang … …"
Ye Chen's divine power was monstrous. The vital energy and blood in his body surged as he split the sky with his bare hands. He threw a punch at the golden shield.
A crack appeared on the golden shield before it shattered. The remaining force of the punch landed accurately on Zi Qingcang's body.
Under everyone's gaze, Zi Qingcang retreated continuously. In the end, he could not help but spit a mouthful of blood.
His face became even older, and a hint of vicissitudes flashed in the depths of his deep eyes, "I've lost, I've lost …"
The moment that was said, the world fell into dead silence!
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