Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

It was no wonder so many of the experts present had the same thought.

After all, Flame City was under the jurisdiction of the Saint Temple—the number one power in Yan Province. The city was prosperous and bustling, with the Saint Temple's experts patrolling everywhere.

For Ye Chen to fly over so brazenly was sure to attract the Saint Temple's hostility. It was, without a doubt, an incredibly unwise move.

But they didn't know that Ye Chen had long since had a complete falling out with the Saint Temple. Why would he care about such a detail?

He sensed the direction of the Jie Ling and flew straight toward it. Along the way, quite a few experts from the Saint Temple were alerted and tried to stop him.

But Chi Ming just snorted coldly. A supreme, venerable might spread out, and all the Saint Temple experts felt their Divine Souls tremble violently. They each let out a pained groan, their minds growing hazy.

By the time they regained their senses, Ye Chen was long gone.

Only then did it belatedly dawn on them, their hearts filled with terror as they realized they had just encountered a Great Power of the Divine Might Realm.

An existence of this level was far beyond their ability to handle. Immediately, the countless Saint Temple experts patrolling the city all sent messages back with grave expressions to report the incident.

"Hm?"

"That person is... Young Master Ye?"

Just then, at a window seat in a restaurant, a stunningly beautiful figure was startled. A glimmer of shocked surprise appeared in her limpid eyes.

She shot to her feet and made to walk out of the restaurant.

"Miss, are we leaving?"

A personal maidservant came over and asked in surprise.

'The young miss has only just arrived,' she thought. 'The tea in her cup is still hot. We're leaving already?'

"Yes. Judging by Young Master Ye's anxious expression, something bad must have happened. I have to go and see."

The young woman's voice was as gentle as a flowing spring, with a quality that soothed the soul.

She was none other than Hongyu Pill Venerable!

After finishing her seclusion, she had gone to Ye Chen's room at the first opportunity, wanting to share the gains from her period of cultivation with him.

But the room had been empty; she hadn't seen any sign of Ye Chen.

'I never thought I'd see Ye Chen here,' she mused. 'And it looks like something urgent is going on!'

Hongyu Pill Venerable didn't dare to delay and quickly set off after him.

Meanwhile, inside a teahouse, Mo Tianyun and his group were discussing their next move.

But soon, the experts in the teahouse were also alarmed by the aura outside. They all craned their necks to look out the window.

"Is that... Young Friend Ye Chen?"

A glimmer of surprise flashed in an old man's murky eyes, as if he never expected to run into Ye Chen here.

"Young Friend Ye Chen?" Mo Tianyun said, surprised. "What's happened to him? Why is he making such a spectacle of himself?"

"This is the Saint Temple's territory. Has he gone mad?" Luo Rou was also surprised, thinking Ye Chen's actions were irrational.

"Should we go take a look?" Jiang Yuzhe suggested. "It's obvious Brother Ye Chen has run into some trouble."

"We've got nothing better to do. Let's go!" Mo Tianyun decided swiftly.

In Flame City's Treasure Pavilion, a group of experts from the Treasure Gathering Chamber of Commerce was plotting something in a secret room.

"Hm?"

"Such a familiar aura. Is that the kid?"

Murong Dai's eyes snapped up in surprise.

"Commander Murong, did you feel that too?" He Daoyun, who was beside her, couldn't help but say. "It's Young Friend Ye Chen."

"Has that kid gone crazy? How is this any different from provoking the Saint Temple?"

Murong Dai knitted her delicate brows, completely baffled. "Or... did the Saint Temple provoke him?"

'Over this period, I've gradually come to understand Ye Chen's temperament,' she reflected.

'That kid is a tough one, extremely proud. He doesn't bow his head to anyone easily.'

'But by the same token, he's not one to show off.'

'Otherwise, with his peerless talent, if he showed off even a little, everyone would have known about him long ago.'

'So for this to be happening... my first thought is that the Saint Temple must have provoked him.'

"Commander Murong, are you spacing out?"

"What we're transporting next is critically important. Please focus."

A middle-aged man in plain clothes suddenly turned to look at her. His eyes were gentle yet sharp, and when he spoke to Murong Dai, his tone was surprisingly impolite.

Murong Dai stiffened at his words, and in a rare show of submission, she said, "My apologies, Lord Zhong. I understand."

...

At the very center of Flame City was a vast, open expanse.

And in the middle of this open expanse were countless densely packed buildings, which, like stars orbiting the moon, surrounded an enormous temple.

The temple was perpetually shrouded in a solemn and boundless Treasure Light. From a distance, one could almost hear the faint, leisurely sound of chanting, which relaxed the mind and gladdened the heart, even seeming to quicken the flow of one's Spiritual Power.

And that temple was, of course, one of the great powers famous throughout the eastern part of the dynasty—the Saint Temple!

Within the Saint Temple, aside from the supreme ruler, the abbot known as Master Jialan, the Twelve Saint Monks formed the core of its leadership.

And yet, of these twelve Saint Monks, who held such influential positions in the vast Yan Province, three had already fallen at Ye Chen's hands.

SWOOSH!

Suddenly, two streaks of light shot over from the distance, shattering the silence of the central plaza.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Chen arrived directly above the Saint Temple.

A massive, golden ring of light quickly materialized. It was the Saint Temple's Guardian Array, which had automatically activated upon sensing an intruder, blocking Ye Chen's path.

"Hmph!"

"Master, let me handle this!"

Chi Ming snorted coldly, an infinite might erupting from his body. He raised the spear in his hand, and a boundless sea of fire surged from its tip, threatening to incinerate the heavens and scorch the earth—an utterly terrifying sight!

But just then, the golden ring of light rippled slightly and then suddenly expanded, revealing a path.

At the end of the path, led by Lord Shakyamuni, stood a group of Saint Monks and other experts from the Saint Temple. At this moment, they were all looking toward Ye Chen and his companion.

It was as if they had anticipated his arrival, having waited here all along to greet him.

"So, you did come."

Lord Shakyamuni's eyes narrowed slightly, and an astonishing might emanated from his body, canceling out the aura of Chi Ming's Divine Might Realm.

"I never thought the Saint Temple would resort to such low-down tricks. It's truly despicable!"

A trace of contempt flashed through Ye Chen's eyes. "I don't want to repeat myself."

"Let them go!"

He shouted coldly, his voice like a clap of thunder, reverberating between heaven and earth and alarming the entire central plaza.