As a palm descended, the entire room seemed to tremble.
In an instant.
Both Ye Hua and Shen Ze couldn't help but have their eyelids twitch.
"You..."
Ye Hua wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, almost overwhelmed with shock.
This, how is this possible?
The strength that Chen Yang displayed far exceeded his, and not just by a little.
One must know that Ye Hua had stood at the Divine Conquest level for a full decade, and as for the opponent?
Counting it all, he had only broken through half a month ago.
Yet the fact before his eyes was, the opponent was much stronger than him.
Could it be...
Bang!
Chen Yang reached out again, this time without hesitation. His palm facing upwards turned downward across the void toward Ye Hua, causing a tremendous vibration.
In just one encounter, Ye Hua spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body cracked and he knelt on the ground, blood flowing everywhere.
"You, you are actually, actually invincible in the same realm?"
Ye Hua supported himself on the ground with both hands, looked up in shock, his eyes filled with indescribable horror and dread as he stared at Chen Yang.
Invincible in the same realm, this is an attribute often accompanying the most top-notch prodigies.
In short, as long as one steps into a certain realm, then in that realm, he is invincible, capable of sweeping all away.
Such people generally only exist in Lingjing City.
Even though Ye Hua had lived most of his life, it was only at this moment that he witnessed it firsthand.
Chen Yang looked down at him, silent.
Beside him, Shen Ze stood petrified, his fingers trembling slightly, and even his scalp tingled.
He knew Chen Yang was strong.
Yet he never imagined, he would be so overwhelmingly strong!!
Seeing how Ye Hua didn't even have the strength to fight back, lying like a dead dog on the ground, he felt cold sweat down his spine.
"Chen, Chen Yang, I..."
Shen Ze was ashamed, wanting to say something but was at a loss for words.
"If you want to kill me, feel free to have your people from the Southern Dipper Academy come at me. There's no need for such childish tactics," Chen Yang glanced at him lightly and said calmly.
Shen Ze: "..."
"So, are you going to act now?"
Bang!
In an instant, Shen Ze felt as if electrocuted, his thoughts completely scattered. He thought that with Ye Hua's strength, even if he couldn't kill Chen Yang on the spot, he could at least overpower him.
Yet, the dignified Elder of Qingyue Valley couldn't even withstand a single move from him.
Such is the invincible prodigy in the same realm!
Then, Shen Ze instinctively looked at Shen Shaotian, seeking help, even pleading.
To his surprise, his nephew actually shrugged, "Uncle, you just told me to shut up."
In fact, Shen Shaotian himself was also startled.
This speed of progress was astonishingly rare, and just now he was worried about Chen Yang being unable to handle it.
"Chen Yang, you should be clear about the situation here today, why not just let it go?"
Ye Hua, panting heavily, while deeply humbled and furious, lowered his posture, his words carrying a hint of threat and warning.
"Not only is our Valley Master of Qingyue Valley here, but the Southern Dipper Academy and Windwelcome Academy also have experts present! And across there is Biluo Sword Valley. If you harm me further, things will become more complicated."
Shen Ze held his breath, although he agreed with Ye Hua's words, he dared not speak out.
"Complicated?"
Chen Yang lowered his brow, staring at Ye Hua unemotionally, "I wonder, how complicated?"
Ye Hua: "..."
His facial muscles twitched visibly, pupils contracting.
"Chen Yang, I, I'm begging you..."
Under the tangible aura of death, Ye Hua's teeth chattered, directly pleading for mercy.
This young man's way of doing things, he had long heard about it.
Bang.
Yang Hu arrived hastily, stepping on his chest, squinting his eyes, "Didn't you just say you wanted to take my boss to see your Valley Master? Now you're begging? Come on, tell us what you're begging for?"
"Chen Yang, you better know when to stop!"
Ye Hua, stepped half to death, roared hysterically.
Clang!
Chen Yang grabbed the Ancestral Sword beside him, thumb pushing the hilt an inch up, the sword's ring crisp and clear.
In an instant, Ye Hua's eyes nearly popped out, "You, dare..."
Shhh!
Before he could finish speaking, a sword flash like frost swept by, carrying a spray of blood that splattered at Shen Ze's feet.
Pa.
The blood splashed open, blossoming like a ghastly flower before Shen Ze.
Shen Ze: "..."
This, this is outrageous.
Not to mention, Chen Yang has already been targeted by Biluo Sword Valley, the key point is, the Valley Master of Qingyue Valley is right here.
Moreover, Chen Yang clearly knows this, yet still...
When it's time to kill, there is no hesitation at all?
Gulp.
This core high-ranking member of the Southern Dipper Academy swallowed deeply, terrified to his core.
Chen Yang picked up the teacup on the table again, taking a gentle sip, not lifting his head, speaking lightly, "Are you going to go on your own, or shall I see you off?"
Shen Ze: "..."
This aura, so terrifying!
Thud.
The middle-aged man who earlier was all smiles, ready to push Chen Yang to his doom, knelt immediately to the ground.
"Shaotian, you and Chen Yang are good friends, speak for me, are you willing to watch as your uncle dies in front of you?"
Shen Ze grabbed Shen Shaotian, tearfully pleading, "I don't want to die, you have to help me!"
Shen Shaotian kept a stern face, but dared not look at Chen Yang.
He knew Chen Yang had given him face multiple times, for instance with Shen Lian last time, if it weren't for him, these people would have ended up like Gu Li, annihilated in Red Lotus Valley.
What face do I have to say anything?
In the end, it's these people's own fault for treading their path to doom.
On one side, Chen Yang drank his tea, unmoved.
And Shen Ze, head up, staring intently at Shen Shaotian.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly turned eerie and oppressive.
Gu Zhiqing walked to Chen Yang, whispered, "How about letting it go?"
She understood the relationship between Chen Yang and Shen Shaotian.
If it was just an ordinary disciple of Southern Dipper Academy, that would be fine, but Shen Ze was ultimately Shen Shaotian's third uncle.
Shen Shaotian might not speak for Shen Ze, but...
If Chen Yang really killed his third uncle, there would inevitably be some rift between them.
Chen Yang raised his head, his tone indifferent, "Death penalty can be spared, but the living penalty is inevitable."
Shush!
Chen Yang thrust out the Ancestral Sword, the hilt slicing across the room, sweeping Shen Ze out, the sound of bones shattering sending shivers.
"This..."
A collective gasp echoed around.
Shen Ze lay in a pool of blood, his whole body convulsing, panting heavily.
Shen Shaotian remained unmoved, but in his eyes, one could still see a sigh of relief, a hint of gratitude towards Chen Yang, but more of deep guilt.
"This is the last time."
"..."