Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

”When I asked for it, the Black Tiger Tribe was a little reluctant at first.”

Tan Jingyu was taken aback. ”So you...”

”So I took a few heads, and then they were willing to hand over the Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear,” the purple-robed middle-aged man said nonchalantly.

”You... you’re still so short-tempered.” Tan Jingyu shook his head.

Ye Chen found this purple-robed middle-aged man who had appeared out of nowhere to be a complete stranger.

He merely watched their exchange, not saying a word.

BOOM!

With a surge of power from his hand, Ye Chen sent the Ancient God Order flying into the distance.

Admittedly, Tan Jingyu’s control over the Ancient God Order was far more refined than Ye Chen’s.

Ye Chen could feel that in Tan Jingyu’s hands, the Ancient God Order unleashed power nearly comparable to a Void Level Spiritual Treasure.

Seeing the Ancient God Order knocked back, Tan Jingyu immediately reached out and summoned it into his hand.

”I’ve already sealed the space around that kid. We should strike now while we have the chance. The longer we wait, the more can go wrong!”

Tan Jingyu said.

”No need to rush. He’s here too,” the purple-robed middle-aged man said with a slow smile.

As soon as he spoke, waves of Sword Qi, like a tempestuous sea, suddenly began to surge across the distant horizon.

Riding the tide of Sword Qi, a white-robed figure on a flying sword followed the surging waves, arriving before them in the blink of an eye.

The white-robed man was handsome, with sharp brows and eyes as bright as stars. The moment he appeared, he demanded coldly, ”Where is the Profound Mirror Treasure Record?”

As he spoke, the space before him trembled. Far away, in the Cyan Dragon Tribe, Fan Yunxian suddenly found that the Profound Mirror Treasure Record in her hand flew out of her control and vanished into the void.

The next moment, the Profound Mirror Treasure Record appeared above the Xuanwu Tribe, ultimately landing in the white-robed man’s grasp.

The Flowing Light Lamp.

The Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear.

The Profound Mirror Treasure Record.

The three great Void Level Spiritual Treasures, heirlooms passed down from the Profound Mirror Celestial Master, were now all wielded by his enemies, their pressure bearing down on Ye Chen.

The terrifying pressure was so immense it nearly distorted the void itself. Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, sizing up the purple-robed middle-aged man and the white-robed man.

From these two strangers, Ye Chen sensed an aura of Spiritual Power in no way inferior to Tan Jingyu’s.

Without a doubt, these were two cultivators at the Peak of the Divine Might Realm!

However, their origins seemed unusual. Ye Chen had never heard of any other Divine Might Realm experts in the Black Triangle.

And yet, no matter how he looked at them, these two didn’t seem like experts from the Xuanwu Tribe.

Ye Chen couldn’t help but wonder, ’Could they be cultivators from outside the Black Triangle?’

”I can feel it. The seal is on the verge of breaking.”

The white-robed man spoke, his voice resonant and powerful, like the grinding of stone.

”That can’t be helped.”

Tan Jingyu said slowly, ”At this point, things have already spiraled somewhat out of my control. If we can’t take this boy down in this battle, then let the seal break.”

”Are you sure?” The white-robed man’s brow furrowed in surprise. ”Do you have any idea what the consequences will be?”

”I have long been prepared for anything.”

Tan Jingyu’s expression was placid.

”Alright, enough chitchat. Let’s deal with this boy first!”

The purple-robed middle-aged man sneered. ”Perhaps things aren’t as bad as they seem. You two are just worrying over nothing.”

At his words, the white-robed man and Tan Jingyu said no more. They each took up a position, trapping Ye Chen in the center.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. He watched the three men before him, all poised to strike, yet his own expression remained unchanged. His fighting spirit soared!

”Dying at my hand can be considered an honor for you!”

The purple-robed middle-aged man was all smiles, his eyes glinting darkly as he sized up Ye Chen. The Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear in his hand radiated a monstrous Evil Qi.

”You think a bit too highly of yourself.”

Ye Chen replied nonchalantly.

”Is that so?”

”Then let me see for myself what the so-called number one expert of Dongxuan Province is truly made of.”

He roared with laughter and shot into the air.

Ye Chen saw a flash of purple light, and in the next instant, the Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear was upon him. Its surging Evil Qi felt like a bone-chilling wind, making his skin tighten!

At the same time, Tan Jingyu and the white-robed man launched their own attacks.

”Go!”

Tan Jingyu spoke calmly. The Flowing Light Lamp erupted with a brilliant silver divine glow, its churning power like a storm sweeping across heaven and earth, strong enough to destroy everything in its path.

In an instant, the void quaked violently. Countless threads of Space Law intertwined, and the space around Ye Chen seemed to be under immense pressure, contracting continuously and squeezing him at its very center.

Meanwhile, the white-robed man thrust his sword toward the spot between Ye Chen’s eyebrows.

The Profound Mirror Treasure Record floated beside him, continuously imbuing his Sword Qi with spatial power. The terrifying light of his sword seemed sharp enough to pierce the void, reaching the absolute pinnacle of lethality.

In a mere instant, the entire sky above Xuanwu City began to tremble violently.

Three experts at the Peak of the Divine Might Realm, all simultaneously wielding Void Level Spiritual Treasures to attack Ye Chen—the sight was so astounding that the countless onlooking cultivators gasped in shock.

...

「Cold Moon City, Black Tiger Tribe.」

This was one of the four great tribes of Cold Moon City and one of the top powers in the Black Triangle Zone.

But at this moment, the Black Tiger Tribe was a scene of utter chaos.

Broken tiles and scattered rubble were everywhere, and fresh blood stained the ground crimson.

Several headless bodies lay amidst the ruins. Their status had clearly been high, as many tribe members were gathered around them, wailing in grief.

”Clan Leader!”

”The Elders... they’re all dead!”

An elderly figure emerged from the crowd. The moment the people saw him, it was as if they had seen the pillar of strength for the Black Tiger Tribe, and all their pent-up grief and resentment came pouring out.

The Clan Leader of the Black Tiger Tribe was named Han Yunxuan. Despite his full head of white hair, his frame wasn’t frail like that of a typical old man; on the contrary, he was quite sturdy and tall.

Han Yunxuan surveyed the wreckage on the ground. Expressionless, he raised a hand, and the space before him began to ripple, revealing a series of images.

After reviewing the images one by one, the color finally drained from Han Yunxuan’s face.

”It’s him!” His hands, clasped behind his back, began to tremble uncontrollably.

”Clan Leader, who on earth is that man?!”

The cultivators of the Black Tiger Tribe all felt aggrieved and indignant.

The Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear was one of the Profound Mirror Celestial Master’s Void Level Spiritual Treasures, and their tribe had been the first to acquire it.

But that purple-robed man had stormed into the Black Tiger Tribe without a shred of decency, determined to forcibly snatch the Seven-Evils Cold-Gold Spear.

The Black Tiger Tribe was one of the top powers in the Black Triangle Zone, after all. How could they possibly stand by and do nothing when someone came to their home making trouble?

A great battle immediately broke out between the two sides, which ultimately ended in a disastrous defeat for the Black Tiger Tribe.