Boom!

A soft voice fell in the crowd, like a thunder.

Swoosh!

In that instant.

Everyone present suddenly jumped up and looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a slender young man standing at the entrance of the great hall. The sunlight cast from afar was blocked by his body, forming a huge shadow.

"What a terrifying aura!"

"Who is this?"

Most people's hearts were secretly shocked.

However.

More people were puzzled. How could a young lad suddenly appear in the great hall of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect? With so many guards along the way, how did they let him come through so easily?

The Great Elder of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, Song Qihua, frowned deeply.

His good mood was unexpectedly ruined by this inexplicable boy. For a moment, he felt some anger in his heart. Moreover, Ye Qingchen's attire did not resemble that of a disciple of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

He immediately shouted angrily:

"Who are you to dare barge into the great hall of my Celestial Essence Sword Sect? Don't think that just because you've learned some skills somewhere, you can just storm into our Celestial Essence Sword Sect!"

"What, is the Celestial Essence Sword Sect some dragon's lair and tiger's den that I can't break into?"

Ye Qingchen walked casually into the great hall with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over everyone without restraint, "Even if it is a dragon's lair and tiger's den, so what? I will flatten it myself!"

"You little bastard, dare to be presumptuous in front of me! I'll kill you!"

Song Qihua was furious upon hearing these words.

He was the Great Elder of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

Everyone who saw him was always respectful, yet now he was being underestimated by a mere youngster. How could he swallow this anger, as he stood up directly and reached out a hand to strike at Ye Qingchen fiercely.

Boom!

His palm struck out awe-inspiringly, causing the void to tremble. A cyan palm of three or four zhang in size formed in mid-air. As it formed, it swiftly smashed down towards Ye Qingchen.

The giant palm poured down like a gigantic millstone, crushing down.

"Is this the strength of the Great Elder of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect? It's too weak! Too weak!"

Ye Qingchen quietly glanced at Song Qihua, shaking his head disdainfully, and said.

"What did you say?"

Song Qihua was even more enraged upon hearing this.

Known.

He was the second strongest in the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, with his strength at the Profound Pill Fourth Heaven! Even in the entire Celestial Peak Country, he was a first-class expert, yet this youngster dared to call him weak?

Everyone present also frowned one after the other.

As if displeased with Ye Qingchen's arrogance!

However.

More people had mocking faces, seeming to laugh at Ye Qingchen's audacity.

Daring to make a scene in the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

Even Han Kun had a face full of cold smiles:

"Truly an ignorant youngster, there's a path to heaven you don't take, and you come to throw yourself into hell!"

However.

Just as this smile floated onto his face, it became utterly stiff.

Only to see Ye Qingchen slowly raise his right hand and wave it forward.

Boom!

The power of this palm, compared to Song Qihua's, was a hundred times stronger? A terrifying force, like a torrent, directly erupted from his palm.

The entire void, at this moment, shook violently.

Just to see.

Ye Qingchen's palm swept out like a torrential flood that encompassed the world. The giant palm that was pressing down shattered like an illusory bubble under this force, vanishing into nothing.

As for Song Qihua, under this overwhelming force, he was instantly crushed into powder, leaving not a trace to be found.

At the same time.

The immense force of this palm continued unabated, sweeping forward. It directly shattered the seat behind Song Qihua into splinters, then the corridor, the wooden pillars, and finally the entire great hall of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

With a series of rapid crashing sounds.

The entire great hall was blasted open by Ye Qingchen's palm into a massive gap. From a distance, it looked as if a wild dragon had smashed through Song Qihua and then rushed out of the great hall with unstoppable momentum.

The scene was dead silent.

The people of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, who earlier had faces full of mockery, were now all dumbfounded and thunderstruck, simply unable to believe their eyes.

The power of raising a palm was so terrifying?

"This!"

Han Kun looked at the devastation, then at Ye Qingchen, who seemed to be smiling yet not smiling, and suddenly his body quivered, snapping back to reality.

Plop!

He hastily jumped down from his seat and bowed respectfully to Ye Qingchen:

"Greetings, Senior! I did not know your esteemed name, what brings you to our Celestial Essence Sword Sect?"

"You were just talking about me, yet now that you see me, you don't recognize me?" Ye Qingchen glanced at Han Kun with a half-smile and sneered, "Your Celestial Essence Sword Sect really has guts! You actually dared to strike at the Taotian Palace while I was away? Did you really think I died in the Abyssal Valley?"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken.

The already shocked crowd of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect was in uproar, each displaying a look of shock and terror as they stared at Ye Qingchen.

Han Kun even staggered back several steps, his right hand repeatedly pointing at Ye Qingchen, nearly biting off his own tongue.

How did this brat come back alive?

Furthermore.

His cultivation has grown to such a terrifying level?

However, Han Kun, as the Sect Leader of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, was well-experienced and quickly regained his composure, coldly looking at Ye Qingchen, saying:

"It seems you truly have a large life force to have survived and returned from the Abyssal Valley, but so what? The Spirit Coffin Sect is probably searching for you across the world, even if you escape back to the Cyan Continent, you're merely hanging by a thread! How dare you flaunt your strength in our Celestial Essence Sword Sect?"

When Han Kun said these words, the people present suddenly came to their senses, looking at Ye Qingchen with expressions ranging from cold smiles to sneers to disdain.

In their eyes.

Ye Qingchen was already a stray dog, how dare he bark wildly in front of them?

Moreover, some have already slapped their tables, laughing grimly and shouting:

"Ye Qingchen, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, and hand over what you obtained in the Abyssal Valley Secret Realm, perhaps our Celestial Essence Sword Sect might spare your worthless life!"

These words reminded quite a few people.

In an instant.

Even Han Kun's gaze became somewhat heated.

Earlier, Ye Qingchen effortlessly killed Song Qihua of the Profound Core Fourth Heaven with the power of his palm, clearly not ordinary strength. Maybe he obtained some Spiritual Treasure or Secret Technique in the Abyssal Valley Secret Realm.

If they could seize it by force, their Celestial Essence Sword Sect would surely also drastically enhance their power.

"Spirit Coffin Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed with coldness and he sneered:

"Seven days ago, I flattened the Spirit Coffin Sect in Xingyue City, killed their Supreme Elder Ling Xiaozi, and blasted their Vice Sect Leader Di Jingfei with one palm. Now, I have already reconciled with the Spirit Coffin Sect. It's just that the news hasn't been transmitted back to the Cyan Continent yet!"

"Is that true!"

Han Kun seemed struck by lightning, standing frozen on the spot.

And the other members of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect also stared wide-eyed, finding it hard to believe.

"You really have the audacity, daring to strike at the Taotian Palace while I was away. Do you truly believe the sword of mine isn't sharp?"

Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes and stared directly at Han Kun, his voice like a chilling wind from the Nine Netherworld that caused shivers and made hairs stand on end.

Han Kun's lips trembled, his face ashen. The more proud he was earlier, the more terrified he was now. Even though he had countless strategies in mind, at this moment he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Ye Qingchen, don't be arrogant!"

However, the Second Elder, seeing Han Kun being too timid to speak, suddenly felt his blood rush to his head and shouted at Ye Qingchen: "Ye Qingchen, now that our eight Major Sects have joined forces, and also in alliance with the True Martial Sect, it's yet to be seen who will win or lose!"

"Right, the True Martial Sect!"

His words immediately rekindled hope for many.

However.

Ye Qingchen smirked disdainfully, saying:

"True Martial Sect?"

"After I destroy your eight Major Sects, I'll flatten them next!"

At the sound of Ye Qingchen's voice, his gaze suddenly chilled:

"Today, I'll start with your Celestial Essence Sword Sect!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his hand to grab.

Buzz~

A crisp sound of sword chirping abruptly rang out.

Then.

Countless Wind Flying Swords with dazzling icy light appeared amidst flashing lights, and with a wave of his hand, they shot towards all directions.

"Swish!"

Sounds of tearing abruptly arose.

Then.

Inside the hall, more than twenty high-level members of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect were beheaded in a single instant.

"Ye, Ye Qingchen… You? How dare you?"

Han Kun stood there dumbfounded, his lips trembling.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Ye Qingchen replied with a cold smile, flicking his finger as a Sword Qi blasted straight through Han Kun's head. The Sect Leader of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect instantly died on the spot!

His eyes were wide open, seemingly unable to believe it even in death.

However.

Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind his back, looking at the sky gradually enveloped by dark clouds, his gaze growing increasingly frosty:

"This is just the first one!"

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