Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

In that heart-stopping moment, Ye Chen's expression remained impassive. He slowly raised his hand, his arm enveloped in a clear radiance. A dense layer of cyan scales covered it, surging with peerless power as he prepared to meet Xiao Qi's fist head-on!

BOOM!

A terrifying shockwave, like a tidal wave, erupted in all directions.

Ripples spread through the void as a rain of light scattered across the sky. Even the clouds high in the heavens were blasted apart by the impact.

"How is this possible?"

With a cry of alarm, Xiao Qi was sent flying backward, a look of utter shock on his face!

He stumbled back dozens of steps through the air before barely managing to steady himself. His body blazed with brilliant light, but his aura had clearly weakened.

As a Seventh Layer Divinity Transformation Realm Body Cultivator, he had actually come off worse after a direct clash with Ye Chen!

'I see. To easily crush Cultivators below the Divine Might Realm with my physical body alone, I'll still need to cultivate purple dragon scales.'

Ye Chen glanced at the clear light flowing over his arm and couldn't help but sigh.

He was far from satisfied with this outcome.

Meanwhile, the White-Robed Priest's attack had arrived!

A terrifying, heart-stopping aura of destruction instantly enveloped Ye Chen. A deathly pale beam of light then pierced straight through his body at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!

"D-Did it... work?!" A flicker of joy crossed Xin Yuekong's face as he witnessed this.

'Ye Chen was too young, after all. So arrogant just because he has a bit of power!'

'Both Xiao Qi and the White-Robed Priest were top-tier experts with illustrious reputations in the Black Triangle Zone.'

'If he dared to be so arrogant while fighting experts like them, his destruction was only a matter of time!'

However, before the joyful expression could even spread across Xin Yuekong's face, it froze solid.

As Ye Chen's figure slowly dissipated into the air, the crowd realized it was only an afterimage!

The real Ye Chen, after forcing Xiao Qi back with a single strike, had already appeared behind the White-Robed Priest!

"What?"

The White-Robed Priest snapped to his senses. His expression changed drastically as he spun around, his deathly pale eyes glowing with a kaleidoscopic, illusory light.

However, as swift as he was, he was still a step too slow.

SWOOSH!

With a glint in his eyes, Ye Chen formed a blade with his fingers and slashed forward!

The surging Sword Qi spread out like a tide, instantly shattering the kaleidoscopic light the White-Robed Priest had released.

'This is bad!'

Xin Yuekong's gaze hardened. He sensed the White-Robed Priest was in danger and knew they couldn't afford any losses, or Ye Chen would just pick them off one by one.

Though inwardly shocked by Ye Chen's strength, he immediately took action, launching a barrage of Palm Seals that rained down on his opponent.

"Lost Pupil Illusion Skill!"

With Xin Yuekong providing cover, the White-Robed Priest regained some confidence. He calmed himself and formed several hand seals in quick succession.

An invisible undulation, like ripples on water, spread out before Ye Chen.

Not far away, the Realm Spirit's gaze sharpened.

'That White-Robed Priest is a partial Soul Cultivator!'

The technique he was currently employing was one used by Soul Cultivators.

After stepping into the Divinity Transformation Realm, a Cultivator could freely wield the power of their Divine Soul.

The White-Robed Priest had clearly practiced the techniques of a Soul Cultivator. Combined with his ability to easily wield the power of his Divine Soul, it gave him an insurmountable advantage against Ye Chen, who had yet to reach the Divinity Transformation Realm!

Even though Ye Chen's combat prowess was terrifying, he wasn't a true Divinity Transformation Realm expert. One misstep, and he could still suffer an unexpected and humiliating defeat.

Just as the Realm Spirit began to worry, a warm red glow suddenly flared, forming what looked like a barrier in front of Ye Chen.

A large red lantern had appeared in Ye Chen's hand—it was none other than the Soul-Catching Lamp!

"What?"

"What kind of exotic treasure is that? How can it have such a bizarre ability?"

The White-Robed Priest was aghast. His Illusion Technique, driven by the power of his Divine Soul, had been just about to take effect.

But when Ye Chen revealed the Soul-Catching Lamp, all of his Divine Soul power was siphoned into the deceptively warm-looking red lantern, and his Lost Pupil Illusion Skill was instantly broken.

The White-Robed Priest was thrown into chaos. He thought he could rely on his Soul Cultivator techniques to easily deal with this brat who hadn't even reached the Divinity Transformation Realm. He never imagined his skills would be neutralized so effortlessly.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold and his hands moved without the slightest hesitation. He again formed a finger-blade and slashed, sending an incomparably sharp wave of Sword Qi—like the edge of a razor—straight toward the White-Robed Priest.

Caught completely off guard, the White-Robed Priest had no way to defend himself. His masterful Lost Pupil Illusion Skill had been rendered useless, leaving him defenseless against Ye Chen's assault.

SHIING!

With the sound of a blade slicing through flesh and bone, Ye Chen cut clean off one of the White-Robed Priest's arms.

Blood stained his white robes red. The gruesome sight of the mangled stump caused the experts from the Cyan Ape Tribe to pale.

His face twisted in agony, the White-Robed Priest clutched his wound and hastily activated two talismans.

The talismans shot into the air, transforming into a massive barrier. Though completely transparent, it possessed astonishing defensive power, blocking the two subsequent waves of Sword Qi that Ye Chen sent his way.

Meanwhile, after wounding the White-Robed Priest, Ye Chen threw a backhanded punch. Cyan light erupted as he directly shattered the barrage of Palm Seals coming from behind him.

Caught in the backlash, Xin Yuekong staggered, a trickle of blood escaping his lips as his face grew several shades paler.

Though it takes time to describe, this thrilling exchange had, in fact, taken place in the span of a few blinks.

To the crowd of powerful onlookers, it was all a blur. One moment, the fight began; the next, Ye Chen stood unscathed, his expression as calm as ever, while the three top-tier experts who had besieged him were all injured!

The White-Robed Priest's injuries were by far the most severe!

In an instant, sharp gasps echoed across the field!

Dozens of disbelieving gazes converged on Ye Chen!

Huo Qiguang took a deep breath, his heart reeling with shock.

'After this battle,' he thought, 'this young man's name will likely sweep across the entire Black Triangle!'

'Even if the major powers present try to keep this under wraps to save face, there are still too many Loose Cultivators in the plaza.'

'With so many people to spread the word, Ye Chen's name is bound to become legendary!'

"Damn you... I want you to die, die, DIE!!!"

The White-Robed Priest recovered his wits, his lips trembling from the pain. He stared at his severed arm on the ground, and a bloodthirsty light surged in his eyes!

Ever since he began his path, he had never suffered such a grievous injury. Now, to have his arm severed in front of so many people by some greenhorn who couldn't have been more than twenty years old... The humiliation was immense!

In an instant, a blinding white light erupted from his body, and a terrifying aura spread between heaven and earth.