Nine Revolutions Star Technique

The incredulous eyes of the crowd fell on Ye Qingchen.

”Are you crazy?”

Du Gang hissed lowly.

Didn’t you see what kind of presence this group actually is? If we begged for mercy now, perhaps we might still have a sliver of hope. But instead, you step forward and dare to say such things, aren’t you provoking them?

Isn’t this cutting off our last chance of survival, utterly extinguishing it!

Thinking of this, Du Gang wished he could instantly chop Ye Qingchen into mincemeat!

Du Tingyu and the others also turned pale with fright. As they contemplated whether to step up and explain, Flora’s gaze had already turned towards them.

Boom!

Being stared at by that icy cold gaze, Du Gang and the others felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their entire bodies seemingly frozen stiff, not even daring to take a big breath, and more so scrambling away, desperately trying to distance themselves from Ye Qingchen as much as possible.

In an instant, with Ye Qingchen at the center, the surrounding people scattered away.

”Ye Qingchen!”

Flora slightly raised her eyes, a cold gleam flashing in them:

”We have been searching for you for months, and were about to give up. Didn’t expect you to appear here, saving us the trouble, truly a double blessing!”

”Ye Qingchen, it’s you?”

”Didn’t think you would dare come out again?”

”Haha, there’s a road to heaven yet you don’t tread it, while you open the door to hell to send yourself in. Today, we’ll deal with you all in one sweep!”

Du Gang and the others were dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

Why does it feel like these Half-Step Celestial Immortals have a grudge against Ye Qingchen, as if they want to devour him alive? And from their curses, it seems Flora and the others came to this sea region specifically to slay him.

What kind of atrocious act did this young man commit to earn the hatred of so many Half-Step Celestial Immortals?

Yet Ye Qingchen disdained them:

”Just you lot? I’m here to deal with you. Surrender quickly so I won’t have to make a move!”

”Courting death!”

As his words fell, a colossal man resembling an iron tower’s face changed drastically, suddenly taking a step forward, tumultuously charging towards Ye Qingchen.

”Boom!” ”Boom!” ”Boom!”

Although he was already massive, in his rage now, he was like a berserk fierce beast. Each step he took deeply dented the ground, and the entire small island trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

With a sprinting motion and flying debris, almost in an instant, he reached before Ye Qingchen, fiercely slamming down with a punch.

Mo Xiaohua!

Half-Step Celestial Immortal, Vice Sect Leader of the Celestial Thunder Sect!

This was one of the few Body Refining Sects among the Thirty-Six Sects in Southern Heaven, where every member was a Body Refining Powerhouse, notoriously quick-tempered. Though Mo Xiaohua held a high position, his personality was like a tinderbox, exploding at the slightest trigger.

The power of this punch was terrifying to the extreme, like an angry dragon turning, raising an infinite wave toward the heavens, seemingly able to pierce through space itself!

”Watch out!”

Du Tingyu couldn’t help but exclaim.

While the others, too, closed their eyes, unable to bear witnessing this scene.

Although Flora and the others observed coldly with their eyes on their noses, noses to their hearts, their True Qi was actually circulating within, muscles tense like leopards ready to pounce at any moment.

However, at this moment, Ye Qingchen suddenly struck out with his palm.

”Bang!”

As if a torrent swept across the void, a vast force gushed out, spreading, hitting Mo Xiaohua’s chest before he could react.

”Boom!”

A dark-haired old ape suddenly emerged from his body, which was evidently an illusory shadow formed of Qi Blood, akin to Taotian Palace’s ”Heaven-Repairing Fragment,” possessing both offensive and defensive capabilities.

But it couldn’t withstand Ye Qingchen’s palm at all, shattering instantly, then blasted onto Mo Xiaohua’s chest.

”Not good!”

The crowd’s complexion changed, but it was too late to act.

”Crack!”

The crisp sound rang out, followed by Mo Xiaohua’s chest caving in abruptly, his body trembling violently, and a palm mark bulging on his back correspondingly.

Subsequently, he flew backward faster than he came, dead before he even hit the ground.

”Boom!”

Mo Xiaohua’s body slammed on the ground.

Instantly, the scene fell into dead silence. Flora and others, who were initially full of killing intent, suddenly changed their expressions, eyes filled with incredulity. Though Mo Xiaohua was the weakest among them, he was still a Half-Step Celestial Immortal, yet killed by a single palm?

In just a few months, this Fierce God’s power had surged to such a degree?

”Is it real?”

Du Gang almost had his eyes pop out.

They thought Ye Qingchen, like them, was just someone inadvertently caught in the Enchanting Sea Region. Yet with just a light palm, he annihilated a Half-Step Celestial Immortal?

”Who’s next?”

At this moment, Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his hand, asking with a seemingly amused expression.

Everyone exchanged glances, momentarily stunned by the scene. After a brief stalemate, Ye Chushuang from Cloud Mist Sect stepped out, face cold as frost:

”Ye Qingchen, are you trying to play tricks to scare us?”

”I don’t believe that in just a few months, your power has reached this extent!”

Crash!

As soon as the words fell.

Ye Chushuang’s gaze went cold, her right hand already raised, as if the clouds were spinning in her hand, sweeping out like the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve. Her strike seemed light and effortless.

But when it descended, it was like a Divine Dragon’s tail swipe, shattering the void.

This time, everyone’s eyes turned to Ye Qingchen, wanting to see how he’d respond.

”Hmph!”

However, Ye Qingchen sneered, merely lifting a finger slowly.

”Zing!”

A sword cry resounded.

A green sword light shot straight from Ye Qingchen’s fingertip, slicing through the void like lightning. The Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve was instantly shattered, turning into countless white lights.

”Not good!”

Ye Chushuang cried out, bringing her hands together abruptly.

Buzz!

In an instant, the void trembled, her vast True Qi erupted simultaneously, transforming into a giant shield, covering a hundred-zhang space, everything within was pulverized to powder.

Yet the shield, deployed with her life’s cultivation, was pierced through instantly.

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The sound rang continuously, and multicolored radiance surrounded Ye Chushuang. But the magic inscribed on jade stones and treasures couldn’t resist this sword light.

”Puff!”

In the crowd’s incredulous gaze.

The sword light shot straight into Ye Chushuang’s forehead, accompanied by a burst of blood, emerging from the back of her head.

This Vice Sect Leader of the Cloud Mist Sect was killed by Ye Qingchen’s single finger, not even able to erase the terror in her eyes.