Outside Wolf King Valley, there was a deathly silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
The scene before their eyes was something none of them expected.
In front stood the top three of the Genius Ranking: Lei Qianjue, Chen Beixuan, Zhao Yue.
Behind them were White Bell from Yang Flame Sect, Fan Ming from Vermilion Bird Sect, Yu Hai from True Martial Sect, Sun Yan from Sun Sect...
These.
Were all the outstanding young talents of this generation.
Before this battle began, it was seen by everyone as a chance for the Eight Sects to erase their shame, yet now they were trampled under Ye Qingchenâs foot, with no chance of resistance.
Ye Qingchen wanted to challenge the Eight Sects all by himself, which everyone thought was a mere joke.
But now, the joke had become reality!
"Tap tap tap..."
Only Ye Qingchenâs footsteps echoed in the field.
At this moment, the crowdâs breathing and their emotions seemed intentionally suppressed.
"Is there anyone else?"
Ye Qingchen slightly raised his eyes, sweeping over the people outside the valley.
His long hair was loose, and his clothes whipped loudly.
A Sword Intent enveloped him, long-lasting and unfading.
The Eight Sects exchanged glances but none dared to respond. Even the loose cultivators mixed among the crowd were plunged into despair, abandoning any thought of seizing the opportunity.
Too powerful!
That was their only thought at the moment.
"The undisputed number one of this era! From now on, no one will doubt Ye Qingchenâs position as the Newcomer King!" A loose cultivator sighed deeply, his gaze intent, speaking word by word.
The crowd couldnât help but nod repeatedly.
Thinking back to three months ago, although Ye Qingchen won the Newcomer King title in the sect selection tournament, many continued to doubt him, with those on the Genius Ranking eager to challenge and replace him.
But today.
Ye Qingchen, alone against many, stomped down the Eight Sects, declaring himself to time as the strongest of this era.
Lei Qianjue clenched his fist, mouth full of bitterness.
He thought this battle would be his day of glory, soaring high, but instead, he was once again a stepping stone for someone else. And this time he lost miserably!
Not just him, but everyone else felt the same.
Especially Zhao Yue.
He had never considered Ye Qingchen worth his attention, yet now he lost to him, and needless to say, the disappointment was immense. From now on, he wouldnât even have the right to challenge him.
"Ye Qingchen, youâre too fierce!" Xiaoman excitedly ran over.
He watched as Ye Qingchen single-handedly suppressed the Eight Sects. After this battle, who would dare say Taotian Palace is unknown? The thought made him excited.
Jiang Churan, although not speaking, watched Ye Qingchen with her beautiful eyes growing even brighter.
Boom~
At this very moment.
The Celestial Profound Flower in Wolf King Valley, after budding for so long, finally reached its peak and slowly bloomed amidst a burst of exotic fragrance.
Just seeing.
Petals blossoming slowly.
All around, Spiritual Qi seemed drawn, gathering piece by piece into dazzling flower petals, dream-like!
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the blooming flower, full of envy, but didnât dare show it. Ye Qingchenâs previously displayed strength was enough to quash any yearning.
"It finally bloomed!"
Ye Qingchenâs eyes lit up.
He had patiently guarded Wolf King Valley for over ten days, precisely for this day of blooming?
"Ye Qing is saved..."
Suppressing his inner excitement, Ye Qingchen hurriedly walked towards Wolf King Valley.
Others sighed and prepared to leave.
Luckily, the Guangling Secret Realm hadnât closed yet, they could still search for other relics!
However.
Something unexpected suddenly occurred.
"Swish!"
Right then.
A sword light, carrying a surge of killing intent, appeared directly outside Wolf King Valley. In mere moments, it had traversed space, sweeping into the valley.
Whoosh!
The sword light caused a heaven-shocking wind, instantly sending everyone outside the valley flying.
Those sent flying barely managed to get up, immediately looking towards the front. They saw the sword light like a rapidly flashing lightning bolt, with an unbelievable speed and power aimed straight at Ye Qingchen.
Terrifying killing intent like heaven-shocking tides.
At this moment.
Ye Qingchen felt his hair stand on end, an unprecedented sense of danger. Without any hesitation, he turned and slashed a sword, directly unleashing his Spiritual Sea Sixth Heaven cultivation towards that sword light.
Continue.
In the shocked gaze of the crowd, two sword lights collided violently.
Boom!
In the terrifying clash of Sword Qi, the surrounding earth was directly torn apart, and on the calm pool, countless waves several feet high erupted.
"Puh!"
In this clash of sword against sword, Ye Qingchenâs body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body shooting back like an arrow leaving the string, crashing into several large trees, and rolling across the ground for seven or eight yards before coming to a stop.
"This is..."
Everyone widened their eyes.
They saw.
In the valley, as the sword light dissipated, a tall figure dressed in black robes was revealed, it was none other than Blood Rain Towerâs Gold Medal Assassin, Huang Yun!
At this moment, a murderous aura surged from Huang Yun, his True Qi churning like mist. With his appearance, the temperature in the entire valley seemed to drop sharply, and everyone felt a chill down their spines.
"Ye Qingchen, to be able to withstand a strike from me and live... No wonder you were able to slay so many of our Blood Rain Towerâs assassins! You may be a rare talent, but unfortunately... you shouldnât have offended our Blood Rain Tower!"
Boom!
As his words fell, there was an uproar around.
"Blood Rain Tower?"
"Is this an assassin from Blood Rain Tower?"
"At Spiritual Sea Eighth Heaven, such strength, only a Gold Medal Assassin could possess!"
Upon hearing Huang Yunâs words, the crowd who had been guessing Huang Yunâs identity erupted into exclamations.
The towering sword light from the opponent shook them to their core!
For a moment.
Their gaze towards Ye Qingchen turned to pity.
They had naturally heard of the enmity between Ye Qingchen and Blood Rain Tower, but they hadnât expected that this enmity would have escalated to this point, with Blood Rain Tower sending a Gold Medal Assassin this time!
It seems.
This generationâs Newcomer King has a fate filled with misfortune.
Just having survived one disaster, another one comes!
"So you are the Gold Medal Assassin sent by Blood Rain Tower?"
Ye Qingchen slowly got up.
"You knew?" Huang Yun raised his eyebrow, smiling but not really.
He didnât rush to make a move, for in his eyes, Ye Qingchen was already a fish in a barrel, easy to kill at leisure.
"Of course I knew." Ye Qingchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes slightly downcast, "When I killed Xue Lei, I already heard about Blood Rain Towerâs action! Blood Rain Tower sent you, a Gold Medal Assassin, to kill me!"
"You killed Xue Lei?"
Huang Yunâs face darkened.
That was the son of the Third Floor Master.
Ignoring Huang Yunâs increasingly grim expression, Ye Qingchen continued:
"But do you know why I didnât immediately leave the Guangling Secret Realm? Firstly for this Celestial Profound Flower, and secondly, to wait for you. Your Blood Rain Tower has repeatedly made attempts on my life; today I shall use your blood to warn the world that Ye Qingchen is not to be bullied!"
"You think you can?"
Fury flashed in Huang Yunâs eyes.
"Die then!"
Boom!
Huang Yun took a step forward, his entire person turning into a sword light as he swiftly charged.
This terrifying sword light, filled with frightening killing intent, carrying a raging wave of True Qi, struck Ye Qingchen once again.
"Watch out!"
Seeing this, Jiang Churan and Hong Manâs faces changed dramatically.
But.
It was too late for them to intervene.
They could only watch as Huang Yunâs sword pointed at Ye Qingchen.
And outside the valley, the crowd shook their heads repeatedly.
Huang Yunâs earlier strike had already forced Ye Qingchen to vomit blood and retreat. Now attacking with anger, the speed and power were even faster, even more astonishing than before!
How could Ye Qingchen resist?
Just as Hong Man and Jiang Churan were panicking, just as the crowd outside the valley felt regretful, sympathetic, or gloating, nearly everyone believed Ye Qingchen couldnât escape this disaster.
Under this sword strike, Ye Qingchen unexpectedly advanced instead of retreating, stamping forward fiercely.
Swish!
At that moment.
A fierce whirlwind erupted centered on his body, with terrifying Sword Intent sweeping dozens of yards in radius.
As they felt this Sword Intent, everyoneâs faces changed drastically, and they couldnât help exclaiming!
"Second-Layer Sword Intent!"
"This is Second-Layer Sword Intent!"