Eternal Holy Emperor

The sudden drastic change left Ye Chen’s face pale and even tinged with traces of panic.

"Why did the people of the Ye Family all disappear suddenly, not a single one left, everything gone?"

Ye Chen’s abrupt appearance out of thin air, standing above the city gate, startled many, with multitudes of civilians looking at him in shock.

From within the City Lord Mansion, several powerful figures bolted out, each one a formidable Innate Strong People, bellowing, "Who is that insolent fool who dares to stand before Hee Mansion and blaspheme? Descend at once!"

"Scram!"

Ye Chen bellowed, his shout resonating between heaven and earth, thunderously exploding above Luofeng City, deafening anyone who heard, as they all covered their ears.

The foremost of those Innate Strong People were sent tumbling backward like kites, coughing up blood in great heaves.

This was only because Ye Chen had shown restraint; otherwise, with his roar that could shatter the eardrums of Saints, how could mere Innates possibly endure it?

Ye Chen slowly rose into the air, causing everyone within the city to gasp in surprise: "A Martial God warrior!"

And such a young one at that.

But it was the formidable individuals from the Yangg and Xia Families, once on par with the Ye Family, who were the first to come to a realization. Despite the changes in his face, that young man was all too familiar—wasn’t that Ye Chen?