Inside and outside Taotian Palace, everyone was stunned.

In their view.

Ci Hang's cultivation was perfect, at least at the Celestial Saint Third Heaven. This level of power surpassed everyone present, and was almost overwhelmingly dominant.

But Ye Qingchen was only at the Profound Core Ninth Heaven, and even though he once took Ling Xiaozi's full blow without injury, it was due to Ling Xiaozi's nearing end of life. But Ci Hang was at his peak, and his power was unfathomable.

Therefore.

Almost no one had faith in Ye Qingchen.

Not for any other reason.

Just because Ci Hang was so strong.

However.

Now, Ye Qingchen had knocked him flying with one punch, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Roar!"

A roar suddenly came from the foot of the mountain as Ci Hang suddenly stood up.

At this moment, gone was the former monk-like appearance, now he was completely an Asura born from Hell. Surrounded by Demonic Qi, boiling and surging, his eyes filled with killing intent almost materialized, roaring in a hoarse voice:

"Ye Qingchen, you've angered me!"

"I will not only tear you to pieces but also capture your soul, condemning you eternally!"

Saying so.

Ci Hang suddenly stepped forward.

"Sizzle!"

Lightning surrounded his body, with crackling electric serpents darting from him, and in an instant, these serpents gathered, forming a long spear of lightning.

Ci Hang suddenly stretched out his hand, gripped the lightning spear, like the Thunder God wielding lightning from the Ninth Heaven, hurled it, aiming straight at Ye Qingchen before the great hall of Taotian Palace.

Whoosh!

The mighty lightning spear quickly crossed hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, leaving a long trail of electricity in the void, even bringing up a massive arc of flame on the tip of the spear.

Even from afar, everyone could feel the terrifying power contained in this strike.

"Is this Ci Hang's true strength?"

Everyone was shocked to change their expressions.

However.

He was just one member within the Celestial God Sect, what about the strength of the other monks? What about the leader monk's strength?

Everyone could hardly imagine.

Facing this upward strike of lightning, Ye Qingchen remained calm, directly activating the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, punching forward. The radiant punch lights twisted like dragons and snakes, striking the lightning spear with overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

An explosive sound erupted.

The lightning spear burst open on the spot, countless electric lights spread and swept around, transforming into a thunderstorm cloud within a radius of a hundred meters.

Meanwhile.

Ci Hang's second strike was already upon him.

He had already swiftly leaped out, surrounded by thunder and lightning, like a Thunder Dragon with fangs and claws, rapidly charging towards him from mid-air.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly.

Faced with the oncoming Ci Hang, his fists clenched, and in an instant, boundless star power swept out, the exploding star force turned into rolling silver flames, blasting upwards for several hundred meters.

This burst of aura was not inferior to Ci Hang.

Simultaneously.

Ye Qingchen, carrying this irresistible star force, also shot out violently, striking harshly towards the rapidly approaching Ci Hang.

From afar.

It looked like a flash of lightning and silver fire swiftly streaked across the sky. In an instant, they collided fiercely.

This fierce collision shattered the surrounding air, with terrifying aftershocks sweeping everywhere, even tearing the ground into terrible cracks, and compressing huge trees at a distance into dust.

The spectators from afar.

Were all blown away by this fierce wind!

"What terrifying power collision!"

Everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

Then.

They immediately looked ahead to see who had the upper hand in this clash of blows.

However.

Upon seeing this, everyone couldn't help but gape.

Amidst the whistling lightning and raging wind, Ye Qingchen, at the Profound Pill Ninth Layer, had smashed Ci Hang directly to the ground, and Ci Hang's body had even created a giant pit of several tens of meters in circumference on the ground!

In contrast.

Ye Qingchen remained in mid-air, unmoved.

This was a crushing victory!

Absolute crushing!

"This..."

All the surrounding people were dumbfounded.

No one expected that the result of their second confrontation would be like this.

"Bastard!"

At this moment.

Ci Hang had already been driven to the extreme of rage.

He initially thought that being blown away the first time was due to his negligence. But being blasted away the second time enraged him to the extreme, to him, this was an enormous humiliation!

"I don't believe it!"

Ci Hang suddenly roared, his body emitted a tearing sound, like the sound of silk being ripped apart. His body rapidly expanded by three parts, and the lightning originally surrounding him became more dazzling and glaring!

"Boom!"

Then, he took a second step!

This time, even his black monk robes were torn, and lightning frantically burst out from all 108,000 pores of his body.

Third step!

Fourth step!

...

Until.

After taking the seventh step, he was wrapped in electricity all over, like the Thunder God of the present day.

And at the same time.

Ci Hang once again rushed towards Ye Qingchen, with hands mimicking the action of holding something, and at this moment of extending his hands, a sudden dragon roar rang out between heaven and earth. Followed by a fierce Thunder Dragon entirely formed by lightning rapidly materializing in mid-air.

And upon its formation, it directly rushed towards where Ye Qingchen was!

"Roar!"

The Thunder Dragon thundered, rampaging out.

Wherever it passed, its massive body literally carved out a long trench on the ground. This trench extended from the mountain's base to the peak, spanning several hundred meters.

Countless powerful Qi shot out, stinging everyone's faces painfully.

"What kind of move is this?"

"Thunder Dragon? A Thunder Dragon entirely formed by lightning? I'm afraid even if all of us combined, we might not be able to withstand this Thunder Dragon!"

"How can these monks from the Western Region be so terrifying?"

The momentum of the Thunder Dragon terrified everyone to the extreme, as if it was heavenly might!

"Can Ye Qingchen withstand it?"

For a moment.

Everyone looked forward.

Just seeing.

In front of the Thunder Dragon, Ye Qingchen was already standing there alone. He slowly raised his head, looking at the roaring thunderstorm dragon coming at him, slowly raised his right hand, and gently grasped.

In that instant, he seemed to seize the entire world!

"Cloud Sword!"

Ye Qingchen softly shouted.

In an instant.

In everyone's pupils, there was only an extremely dazzling sword light left. This sword light pierced through heaven and earth, as if Pangu the Great God wielded a giant axe, seemingly splitting the whole heavens and earth at this moment!

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