Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

The first thing to greet Ye Chen were countless terrifying bolts of lightning, each pulsing with a destructive aura.

The lightning exploded across the horizon, transforming into a torrent that filled the sky and crushed everything in its path. A brilliant surge of electric light erupted, completely engulfing Ye Chen.

Song Xuanxing didn't even have a chance to sigh in relief before his expression suddenly changed.

He watched as Ye Chen passed through the torrent of lightning completely unscathed, his fist carrying an unstoppable momentum as it smashed toward him.

A purple light flared as a dragon's roar echoed through the heavens!

Although Song Xuanxing did his best to resist the blow, his defenses were shattered. The Divine Might that was more than enough to crush a Divinity Transformation expert exploded into countless motes of light, and his own cultivation was nearly scattered.

"How is this possible?" Song Xuanxing coughed up blood, his face a mask of utter astonishment.

If not for the Protective Magical Treasure he carried, that single punch would have been enough to make his body explode!

As Ye Chen's punch sent Song Xuanxing flying, the attacks from Song Jiuming and Song Shanqi arrived from behind at almost the same instant.

A great sun materialized in the sky, its scorching light illuminating the heavens and the earth, blazing across the void!

A torrent of rampaging Flame crushed down from above. Song Jiuming himself seemed to have become the blazing sun, his aura blanketing the world.

BOOM!

However, Ye Chen simply threw a backhanded punch, directly shattering the sky-filling torrent of Flame.

At the same time, the arrow fired by Song Shanqi reached Ye Chen, wreathed in violent fluctuations of power. Song Shanqi was confident that not even an Eighth Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator could block this strike!

Yet Ye Chen merely extended two fingers and easily caught the arrow between them.

With a slight squeeze, he crushed the arrow into nothingness.

At this, Song Shanqi's eyes widened in disbelief.

'An attack that would make even an Eighth Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator wary, and Ye Chen just blocked it casually?'

'This is completely absurd. Is this really something a Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator can do?'

As an Elder of the Song family, it wasn't as if Song Shanqi had never seen young prodigies capable of fighting opponents in higher realms. In fact, he had seen quite a few.

Decades ago, he had traveled beyond the eastern part of the dynasty to see the wider world, and had even spent some time in the Central Province.

His experience was vast, and he had seen more than his fair share of so-called monstrous geniuses.

But as he sifted through his memories, he was shocked to find that among all the geniuses he had ever witnessed, not a single one could compare to Ye Chen!

At the very most, back in the Central Province, he had seen a young Cultivator at the Peak of the Divinity Transformation Realm successfully suppress a Third Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator. That was it.

It seemed that within the entire Great Hong Dynasty, there wasn't a second person capable of what Ye Chen had just done.

Song Shanqi was deeply shaken. 'How have I never heard of such a heaven-defying cultivation prodigy before?'

'And he's a Cultivator from a barren place like Lei Province, of all things!'

'How on earth did this kid cultivate to such a level?'

While Song Shanqi was still lost in shock, Ye Chen wasted no time and attacked again.

This time, however, he didn't press his advantage against Song Xuanxing. Instead, he charged toward Song Jiuming with killing intent!

Seeing Ye Chen charge at him, Song Jiuming's heart trembled.

He couldn't help it; Ye Chen's earlier display had left a deep psychological scar. He didn't dare to face Ye Chen head-on and immediately tried to retreat.

But suddenly, a patch of eerie, blood-red flame ignited behind him. It bloomed like a flower from hell, suffused with a bizarre aura.

Song Jiuming froze, his eyes fixed in terror on the blood-red flame.

The Flame's temperature wasn't high; at first glance, it didn't seem threatening at all.

But Song Jiuming had a strange premonition that if he touched the blood-red Flame, the consequences would be unimaginable!

BOOM!

Seeing that Song Jiuming had stopped, Ye Chen didn't waste a word and threw a punch. The terrifying force was so great it nearly swept the clouds from the sky—a truly stunning sight.

With no way to escape, Song Jiuming could only resist with all his might. His Divine Might power surged, and he pushed his cultivation to its absolute limit.

But it was useless.

A Seventh Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator was as fragile as a toy in Ye Chen's hands.

Ye Chen's punch blasted both of Song Jiuming's arms apart, turning them into a bloody mist that rained down from the sky.

"No!" Song Jiuming roared, a mixture of shock and fury in his voice.

His life essence began to burn, and instead of weakening, his aura surged. He summoned one magical treasure after another, bombarding Ye Chen.

'A Secret Technique that costs him his own life?'

Ye Chen glanced at Song Jiuming, sighing to himself. 'These guys from the great clans really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, managing to hold on for this long.'

But even though Song Jiuming's strength had increased, he still posed no threat to Ye Chen.

The magical treasures had barely reached Ye Chen before he shattered them with a single punch, sending countless fragments flying!

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

...

Suddenly, a series of whooshes echoed from behind Ye Chen.

Countless arrows shot toward Ye Chen in a dense volley. Each one was wreathed in a violent power sufficient to force back a Seventh Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator!

In terms of pure destructive power, Song Shanqi, the kind-looking old man, was undoubtedly a cut above both Song Jiuming and even Song Xuanxing, the Elder of punishment.

He might not excel at close combat, but when it came to fighting from a distance, his methods were far superior to those of an ordinary Cultivator.

However, as he faced the rain of arrows, purple light surged from Ye Chen's body. The phantom image of a True Dragon appeared behind him, its vast draconic might sweeping out like a storm to block the volley.

Song Xuanxing wasn't idle either. He used his Thunder Punishment Skill, commanding countless angry bolts of lightning that descended upon Ye Chen like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea.

But to Ye Chen, all their attacks were no more than a tickle. They couldn't even break through his dragon scales, let alone penetrate his protective Spiritual Power.

"Time to go."

Ye Chen ignored Song Xuanxing and Song Shanqi. He closed the distance to Song Jiuming and unleashed a dozen punches in quick succession!

Song Jiuming was helpless against the dense barrage. He could only watch in terror as death came for him!

BOOM!

Finally, Song Jiuming's physical body exploded, turning into a shower of gore.

And just as expected, his Divine Soul was absorbed by the Soul-Catching Lamp.

A prominent Elder of the Song family, a mighty Seventh Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator, had fallen!

"No!"

Song Xuanxing roared, "Brat, are you determined to fight my Song family to the death?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly. "So, are you willing to tell me the secret of that purple jade hairpin now?"

"In your dreams!" Song Xuanxing roared.