Chapter 229 - 230: The Netherworld Sword Draws

"You want to make a move on me too?"

Ye Qingchen looked quietly, his eyes full of a mocking smile.

Others also turned their gaze over.

It should be known.

The battle so far has only been among disciples of the same level. But for you, as an elder, to personally step in, that’s a bit disgraceful. For this reason, even when Shi Potian was so arrogant at White Cloud Manor, none of the older generation took action.

But now.

Xu Shanqiao actually wants to act personally?

"Isn’t this Spirit Coffin Sect going too far?"

"Yeah! It’s one thing for so many disciples to gang up on Ye Qingchen, but now even an elder wants to step in? Isn’t he afraid of being ridiculed by outsiders?"

"Indeed, if the elder takes action, it changes the nature entirely!"

For a moment, everyone looked at Xu Shanqiao with eyes filled with disdain.

Listening to the whispers around, Xu Shanqiao was furious inside.

Know this.

Today, all the young experts of the Spirit Coffin Sect have been crippled by Ye Qingchen. How could he allow Ye Qingchen to just leave Xingyue City so openly? Even if he has to lose face, he must keep Ye Qingchen here!

"That’s right!"

Xu Shanqiao’s face twitched, "You wounded my disciples and insulted my sect. As an elder of the Spirit Coffin Sect, I can’t just stand by and do nothing! Today I must act on behalf of the Spirit Coffin Sect! Otherwise, people will think our Spirit Coffin Sect is weak and can be bullied!"

"Your Spirit Coffin Sect isn’t strong, so being humiliated is well deserved!" Ye Qingchen said calmly.

Boom!

With those words, Xu Shanqiao’s features twisted, his expression reaching extreme ferocity.

It should be known.

He initially used those words to mock Ye Qingchen.

But now, Ye Qingchen returned them word-for-word.

"Ye Qingchen, you little brat, you’re courting death yet dare to speak such words! How dare you compare yourself to our Spirit Coffin Sect? Even if I kill you today, I don’t believe anyone would dare utter a word! And if anyone dares, I’ll kill them as well!"

At this moment, Xu Shanqiao completely disregarded propriety and tore off his mask.

"So you’re saying you want to attack me too?"

Ye Qingchen slowly raised his head.

"Not just attack, but kill you!"

Xu Shanqiao roared, the immense True Qi surged through his body, and his aura began to rise frantically. In this rising aura, the surrounding void was stirred by the immense True Qi.

Wow!

The crowd around was forced to retreat repeatedly by this aura.

"Profound Pill Sixth Heaven?"

Feeling Xu Shanqiao’s aura, a hint of mockery appeared in Ye Qingchen’s eyes, "With just you, you want to kill me..."

"It’s more than enough to kill you!"

Xu Shanqiao roared in rage, in the violent True Qi swirling, he fiercely charged at Ye Qingchen.

How terrifying is the momentum of the Profound Pill Sixth Heaven?

Especially when driven by endless killing intent?

Whoosh!

The nearly hundred-meter distance was nothing but a blink for Xu Shanqiao. The crowd saw only a figure like a dragon swiftly darting, leaving a long white wave in its wake, stretching from the crowd to Ye Qingchen.

"Die for me!"

Zip!

In the white wave, a claw shot out first, tearing through the void, carrying violent white light.

"Then I’ll say it again, you’re not qualified!"

Facing the charging Xu Shanqiao, Ye Qingchen raised his hands in the air, and in an instant, the aura of the Profound Pill Second Heaven erupted entirely. At the same time, he met Xu Shanqiao head-on, delivering a thundering punch.

Boom!

Punch and claw collided, creating a heaven-shocking explosion.

The aftermath of the collision transformed into a violent surge, whistling madly in all directions.

Crack!

The ground around exploded, countless cracks spread out like lightning in all directions. Wherever the cracks reached, whether flowers, trees, rocks, or houses, were shattered on the spot.

The crowd watching was directly blown away by the force of the gust,

Such powerful collision force!

The onlookers were stunned, quickly looking forward to see who gained the upper hand in this direct collision.

However.

This sight made everyone exclaim.

In the center, Ye Qingchen remained completely still, firmly catching Xu Shanqiao’s claw that could tear through the void.

At the same time.

The two auras continued to clash wildly, the surrounding sand, stone, and vegetation rose from the tremors, suspended in mid-air. Yet the feet of the two in the field slowly sank, as if carrying a mountain, the ground trembled, and the void solidified.

"He actually blocked it!"

"He can even withstand Elder Xu’s claw!"

"Just how strong has this Ye Qingchen become?"

He trampled down the young experts of the Spirit Coffin Sect, and could even contend with the older generation’s powerhouses without yielding in the slightest. Such strength has exceeded everyone’s imagination.

"Impossible!"

Xu Shanqiao’s pupils contracted.

"How did he cultivate? Clearly, he’s only at the Second Heaven, but neither his strength nor True Qi is inferior to mine! When did Celestial Peak Country produce such a figure?"

Xu Shanqiao found it unbelievable.

But by now.

He could no longer think about it because Ye Qingchen had already charged at him again.

"I don’t believe I can’t deal with you, you little brat!"

Xu Shanqiao roared, his right hand suddenly contracting, the palm in mid-air rapidly changing, transforming into claws, fists, palms, fingers in an instant, hundreds of variations with heavy afterimages, finally forming an iron fist, viciously smashing toward Ye Qingchen.

However.

To this Ye Qingchen only replied with a palm.

Fierce Wind Style!

"Boom!"

The clash of fists and palms erupted suddenly with a deafening sound.

Xu Shanqiao’s body shuddered, and he staggered several steps back, his feet heavily stomping on the ground, leaving a chaotic array of footprints.

"Again!"

Ye Qingchen didn’t pause for a moment, instantly closing in.

He had been comprehending the Wind Sword Momentum for so long.

The momentum of the wind had long been infused into his moves, he threw a punch, and the void trembled, bringing forth a boundless storm. Xu Shanqiao braced himself, both hands out, converging all his strength, forcibly taking Ye Qingchen’s punch.

But with the explosion of Powerful Qi, he had to retreat once more.

"Again!"

Ye Qingchen pressed on relentlessly.

Xu Shanqiao’s face grew increasingly somber, he raised his fist to counter again, but his body shuddered, retreating again.

"Again!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

In the astonished eyes of the crowd.

Ye Qingchen’s attacks were like a fierce storm, and even though Xu Shanqiao used all his strength, he could barely hold up, forced to retreat repeatedly. Everyone knew, as the saying goes, you can’t hold out forever; once Xu Shanqiao lost his footing, it would be his defeat.

"Is this the strength of Ye Qingchen?"

"He can even suppress an Elder of the Profound Pill Sixth Heaven?"

"Despite being four realms apart, he doesn’t fall behind at all!"

Ye Qingchen’s immense power was nothing like a novice youth, he could even contend with veterans!

Meanwhile.

Xu Shanqiao felt his Qi Blood roiling.

He felt every punch and kick from Ye Qingchen was like a mountain, shaking him to the point where his bones felt like they were about to explode.

"I can’t let this continue!"

"If this goes on, I’ll surely be defeated next!"

"I must counter-attack!"

Bang!

Once more, he forcefully took Ye Qingchen’s palm, his body retreating violently again, looking at Ye Qingchen with eyes full of chilling glint.

"Ye Qingchen!"

"No matter how strong you are, you will die here today!"

Xu Shanqiao murmured, pressing his right hand onto the long sword behind him.

"Rise!"

"Zheng!"

Like a silver bolt of lightning slicing through the void.

The long sword unsheathed, Xu Shanqiao’s momentum suddenly changed. If before there was any room for maneuver, from this moment onward, that last little bit vanished completely.

"Ye Qingchen, my greatest skill isn’t hand-to-hand, it is the technique within this sword. If I couldn’t use a sword, how could I teach a disciple like Shi Potian!"

"Let me show you my Ninefold Mountain Sword!"

Xu Shanqiao’s gaze sharpened.

The unsheathing of the sword, signified a fight to the death!

His hair flew wildly, eyes sparked with light, his face indifferent, the vast aura gathered around him.

Swoosh!

As his words fell.

Xu Shanqiao had already raised the sword to slash down.

This sword appeared slow and slight, yet in his hands, it felt like wielding a towering giant peak. If previously Jian Cheng’s Ninefold Mountain Sword was like an unreachable mountain peak.

Then, Xu Shanqiao’s sword was like a timeless Holy Mountain.

A sword was unleashed.

All things subdued!

Boom!

Ye Qingchen’s body shuddered.

The sword hadn’t yet arrived, but the immense pressure had frenetically descended, even pressing his feet a full three inches into the ground.

At this moment, everyone present couldn’t help but have their spirits shaken, even though the sword wasn’t aimed at them, they felt a torrential force pounding down, creating an illusion of suffocation!

"Ye Qingchen, watch out!"

Upon witnessing this, Luo Huan couldn’t hold back anymore, shouting directly.

"Alas, it’s over!"

Luo Huan’s master sighed as well.

Wei Ziping and others showed signs of regret in their eyes, Ye Qingchen was undoubtedly the most astounding presence they had ever seen. Yet, they hadn’t expected him to be defeated in such a manner.

As for the Spirit Coffin Sect’s disciples, their eyes were filled with exuberance.

No one had ever been able to leave unscathed after humiliating the Spirit Coffin Sect. You humiliated the Spirit Coffin Sect, thus, you must wash away the shame with blood.

For a while.

The crowd nodded continuously, some regretful, some disappointed, as if none believed Ye Qingchen could survive this ordeal.

However.

Facing Xu Shanqiao’s extreme Heaven-shocking sword, Ye Qingchen suddenly lifted his head, divine light surged in his eyes.

"Even if you’re an Elder of the Spirit Coffin Sect, so what?"

"Even if this is the Ninefold Mountain Sword, so what?"

"Oh well, let me show you my Swordsmanship!"

In the shocked gaze of the crowd.

Ye Qingchen flicked his fingers.

Zheng!

Amidst a sound of sword singing, the Netherworld Sword finally unsheathed!

With a great roar.

The sword light was like lightning!