Nine Revolutions Star Technique

”I’ve come to kill!”

Ye Qingchen’s calm words echoed through the scene like a thunderbolt.

The disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect around were initially taken aback, then flew into a rage.

They had never imagined.

That someone would actually dare to come here and cause trouble.

”Where did this bastard come from? You must have a death wish to dare challenge us! Today, I’ll make sure you don’t leave this place alive!”

A middle-aged man with a gloomy expression stepped forward.

His body was thin, and his presence was cold and eerie, like a frigid pool; those near him couldn’t help but shiver, his cold eyes fixing on Ye Qingchen.

”Boom!”

As he spoke these words.

He suddenly took a step forward and struck out at Ye Qingchen’s head.

At that moment, his aura exploded like a tidal wave, surging forward in an instant.

In a flash, the previously sweltering desert seemed to transform into an ice cave, with eerie howls echoing all around, turning the atmosphere ghostly.

Lu Yong and the others smirked.

This was an Elder of their Yin Ghost Sect, with cultivation at the Profound Core Ninth Heaven.

They were confident.

That as soon as he acted, this audacious young brat would meet a bone-crushing end.

However.

Their smiles had barely appeared when they froze entirely.

Ye Qingchen slowly raised his right hand and casually slapped out.

This palm strike, seemingly slow, yet akin to striking first, landed squarely on the chest of the Yin Ghost Sect Elder. In the eyes of the incredulous spectators, the elder’s chest suddenly caved in, with a palm imprint protruding on his back.

”Pfft!”

At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, losing balance as he flew backward like an arrow leaving the bow. His body hit the ground with a thud, dead before landing.

”Hiss!”

At this moment.

Gasps filled the air around them.

No one had expected the young man’s strength to be so terrifying!

”Who exactly are you?”

”How dare you strike against our Yin Ghost Sect? Aren’t you afraid of our revenge?”

In that moment.

The crowd was left utterly shocked.

”Revenge? I’m not afraid of the Spirit Coffin Sect, do you think I’d fear a little Yin Ghost Sect?” Ye Qingchen glanced around, snorting coldly.

As soon as those words fell, the crowd was in an uproar.

Suddenly.

Someone realized, exclaiming:

”Ye Qingchen! He’s Ye Qingchen!”

Upon these words, the members of the Yin Ghost Sect were even more horrified.

So it was him!

It made sense; only the Fierce God who had annihilated the Spirit Coffin Sect would dare to act so brazenly here.

”Young Master Ye, it’s an honor to have you here; apologies for not welcoming you properly. May I ask what brings you here?” Amid the commotion, an old man stepped forward and respectfully saluted Ye Qingchen.

”Who are you?”

Ye Qingchen asked indifferently.

”I am Liu Tianwei, Sect Leader of the Yin Ghost Sect!”

The old man cupped his hands, about to continue when Ye Qingchen coldly interrupted:

”I’m here to kill! All irrelevant people, stay out of my way!”

With a cold smile on his lips, Ye Qingchen slowly advanced toward the valley. With each step he took, the members of the Yin Ghost Sect involuntarily retreated, their faces growing more somber.

”Ye Qingchen, what do you intend to do? Are you truly set on creating a disturbance here? Within this valley, it’s not just us, but also the Evil Wind Sect, the Li Hun Sect, and other sects! Besides, there’s a major figure from the Celestial God Sect; if you alarm him, you’ll meet a fate beyond redemption!”

Liu Tianwei’s expression turned ugly.

”Celestial God Sect? Ci Yuan?” Ye Qingchen’s eyes filled with a terrifying killing intent, ”I’m here to kill him! And, of course, all you lackeys of the Celestial God Sect!”

Seeing Ye Qingchen continue approaching without stopping.

Liu Tianwei broke into a cold sweat.

He knew.

At this moment, Ci Yuan was in the valley breaking a formation, at a critical moment. If Ye Qingchen barged in and angered Ci Yuan, their Yin Ghost Sect would be doomed to eternal suffering.

He feared Ye Qingchen, but dreaded Ci Yuan even more!

”Disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect, obey my command. Attack him, kill him!”

Seeing Ye Qingchen’s unyielding approach, Liu Tianwei shouted loudly.

Swish!

As his voice fell, the disciples gathered in front of the valley didn’t hesitate, erupting with a surging sinister ghostly aura, resembling fierce ghosts, charging madly at Ye Qingchen.

”Courting death!”

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, raising his hand with a wave.

Rumble!

The void suddenly echoed with thunder.

A torrent of immense power surged forth like a mighty flood, sweeping over. The Yin Ghost Sect disciples charging forward were caught by this force, instantly ground to dust, every trace erased.

With just a gesture.

He had decimated most of the Yin Ghost Sect disciples outside the valley.

”Damn it!”

Watching this scene, Liu Tianwei’s face turned deathly pale, clenching his teeth, he flipped his right hand, a black ceramic jar appearing in his palm.

As the jar appeared, the already low temperature plummeted to freezing.

”Ye Qingchen, you forced me to this!”

Liu Tianwei’s face twisted in rage.

He slapped the jar, breaking its seal.

”Howl!”

Instantly.

Wails erupted from within, as if he had opened not just a jar, but the gates of the Nine Netherworld. Meanwhile, black mist poured out.

As the mist emerged, the sun-drenched desert seemed veiled in shadows, the sunlight dimmed.

Being the Yin Ghost Sect, how could they lack ghost control techniques?

This jar contained malevolent ghosts, sealed by Liu Tianwei using secret techniques, then preserved using Raising Gu methods, forcing them to fight among themselves.

These ghosts, long hidden from the light, now released, howled like starved wolves, charging at Ye Qingchen.

From afar, it looked like a Night Parade of Hundred Demons.

In an instant, they engulfed Ye Qingchen.

”Sect Leader mighty!”

At this moment.

The disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect cheered excitedly.

”Hmph, truly heaven has a path you won’t take, hell has no gate yet you come seeking!”

Witnessing this scene, Liu Tianwei snorted with satisfaction.

His ghost jar contained over a thousand ghosts!

Even a Celestial Saint Powerhouse, if surrounded, would be torn to pieces by these ghosts.

Yet.

Before he finished, he froze.

A raging silver flame suddenly erupted, shooting skyward!

Under this flame, the fierce ghosts were reduced to nothing, like snow under the scorching sun, vanishing without a trace.

At the center of the silver flame stood none other than Ye Qingchen!