Tongxuan Continent, Xingyue City, Spirit Coffin Sect.

What a tragic battle, not just the Spirit Coffin Sect, but the entire Xingyue City has been razed to the ground.

Whoosh!

Fierce winds howling.

Battle flames raging.

Everyone watched in shock at the youth in billowing clothes, with long hair flying. At this moment, the youth was descending from the sky, heading towards the members of Spirit Coffin Sect.

"Disciples of Spirit Coffin Sect, hear my command, kill Ye Qingchen!"

Di Jingfei's eyes flickered, his gaze suddenly turning cold as he shouted loudly. Simultaneously, he clenched his fists tightly, his whole body tense like a leopard ready to pounce.

"Seeking death!"

Ye Qingchen's expression turned cold, he directly clenched his right hand, then swung it abruptly.

Heaven-Embracing Sword!

In the void, a crystalline flying sword suddenly formed, along with Ye Qingchen's swing, it pulled out a white air wave, like a fierce dragon riding the wind and breaking the waves, sweeping out fiercely, blasting towards Di Jingfei.

"Ha!"

Di Jingfei had anticipated this, he roared suddenly, a precious blade appeared in his hand, its moves cutting, lifting, slicing, and slashing, as if thirty-six powerful Blade Masters were striking simultaneously in an instant.

And then, these thirty-six strikes fused into one, bringing forth a brilliant blade light, smashing towards Ye Qingchen's sword.

Although he is also a Half-Step Celestial Saint.

Moreover, his strength far surpasses that of Lin Xuanzi, Monk Jiuru, and Chu Xianliu.

But Ye Qingchen's sword was too fierce, an Earth-grade top-quality swordsmanship, Ling Xiaozi might be able to block it, but he could not. With a 'clang' sound, the flying sword smashed the blade light, without losing momentum, it blasted onto Di Jingfei's body.

"No!"

Di Jingfei cried out in agony.

He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

Under everyone's terrified gaze, Di Jingfei was directly pierced through the chest by this sword, his heart veins were completely shredded by the Sword Qi, and his entire person was blasted away by the sword, dying before he hit the ground.

A Half-Step Celestial Saint could not withstand a single strike from Ye Qingchen.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

A gasp was heard all around.

The members of Spirit Coffin Sect felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over them, all of their anger vanished, leaving only deep fear. What revenge, what honor of Spirit Coffin Sect?

None of that mattered!

As long as they could survive!

The people watching from afar were horrified by this scene. None of them expected Ye Qingchen to be so decisive in killing, anyone facing Di Jingfei would hesitate a bit, after all, he was the Vice Sect Leader of Spirit Coffin Sect.

But Ye Qingchen killed him without hesitation.

Such audacity! Such lawlessness! Such domineering decisiveness!

"Dare to attack me, only death awaits!" Ye Qingchen retrieved his right hand, his gaze sweeping over. "Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied?"

Wherever his gaze passed.

An invisible, immense pressure swept all around.

Many Spirit Coffin Sect disciples dared not meet his gaze, they all lowered their heads.

Some of Chongxiao Hall's tributors, either feeling superior or unwilling to submit, refused to lower their heads, meeting Ye Qingchen's gaze. But suddenly, they felt a massive force crushing down, as if a mountain was on their backs, they fell to their knees with a bang, unable to rise.

In the end.

There was no one left who dared to meet his gaze.

"Sect Leader of Spirit Coffin Sect!"

Ye Qingchen turned his gaze, finally landing on the white-haired elder. This sect leader, who had been strategizing confidently, also paled, slowly bowing his head.

"I have a question, your Spirit Coffin Sect should have quite a few Celestial Saints, why didn't they take action? If they came together, the outcome might still be uncertain."

Ye Qingchen asked indifferently.

During the battle, he noticed Xingyue City concealed many Half-Step Celestial Saints, watching from a distance. There were also some even stronger, more hidden auras lurking in the shadows.

Even Xingyue City hid so many Celestial Saints, how could Spirit Coffin Sect have only Ling Xiaozi as a Celestial Saint?

The sect leader responded with a bitter smile.

One must know.

Ling Xiaozi is also the strongest within Spirit Coffin Sect. He burned his lifespan, and the power of the "Pure Yang Nine Swords" he unleashed was no less than that of a Celestial Saint Third Heaven expert. If sacrificing him could kill Ye Qingchen, it would undoubtedly be the best outcome.

But if even Ling Xiaozi couldn't defeat Ye Qingchen, even if all the Celestial Saints came together, their victory would be a Pyrrhic one.

From then on.

Spirit Coffin Sect would lose its ability to dominate the Tongxuan Continent, and their enemies might tear them to pieces.

Leaving these Celestial Saints alive is essentially preserving a spark for Spirit Coffin Sect.

There is still hope for a resurgence.

"Young Master Ye, our Spirit Coffin Sect was wrong!" The sect leader of Spirit Coffin Sect slowly stepped forward, bowing deeply to Ye Qingchen, "We only beg Young Master Ye to leave us some legacy! From now on, we dare not be your enemy!"

"Sect Leader!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was saddened.

The stately Spirit Coffin Sect, trampled down by a youth of the Profound Core Ninth Heaven, to a point where they couldn't raise their heads. Previously, they would never believe such a thing, yet now it was happening.

Even the dignified sect leader had no choice but to bow and plead, begging for leniency from Ye Qingchen, with not a hint of disrespect in his words.

Before them, this youth had already slain countless members of the Spirit Coffin Sect.

If they truly pursued a relentless battle.

It would be Spirit Coffin Sect that falls!

It's likely that Spirit Coffin Sect would see blood flow like rivers, with no survivors!

"Really?"

Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind his back, saying indifferently:

"Even if you seek revenge again, so what? Come as much as you want, I, Ye Qingchen, will take it all!"

The sect leader of Spirit Coffin Sect trembled upon hearing this, bowing his head deeply:

"Young Master Ye, we do not dare!"

Ye Qingchen lowered his gaze, speaking silently.

He had slain his way here, and those who had surrounded him were nearly all vanquished. He had fulfilled his promise from that day, that he would destroy Spirit Coffin Sect upon his return to Xingyue City.

Now the Supreme Elder of Spirit Coffin Sect has fallen, the sect leader has submitted, and all grievances have been settled.

However.

Even if Spirit Coffin Sect harbors no desire to stop, he is unafraid.

He did not immediately intercept Ling Xiaozi's "Pure Yang Nine Swords," firstly because his "Nine Separation Sword Canon" was just newly comprehended, and secondly because his Netherworld Sword was already broken.

In the end.

He used the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique to catch that sword.

If it were to happen again, Ling Xiaozi still couldn't kill him.

Moreover.

As he advances further, even stepping into the Celestial Saint Realm, mastering the "Nine Separation Sword Canon" more proficiently, even three or five Celestial Saints teaming up wouldn't be able to defeat him.

So.

He is unafraid of Spirit Coffin Sect.

"Enough!" Ye Qingchen waved his hand, "Although I, Ye Qingchen, have taken countless lives along the way, I've never taken my anger out on others. Since Spirit Coffin Sect has admitted their mistake, all grievances will be annulled!"

The sect leader of Spirit Coffin Sect, upon hearing this, was overwhelmed with uncontrollable joy, bowing deeply once again to Ye Qingchen.

Because.

He understood, with Ye Qingchen's words.

The once unending grievance is completely extinguished.

The battle of Xingyue City.

Ends here.

With Spirit Coffin Sect paying the price of a Supreme Elder, a Vice Sect Leader, five Half-Step Celestial Saints, and one Slaughter Hall as they bow and submit.

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