Outside the mountain valley.

A deathly silence prevailed.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the figure shrouded in the silver flame, advancing step by step. Though his pace was slow, each step felt like it tread upon their hearts, sending chills down their spines to the extreme.

"Everyone, attack together!"

At this moment.

Liu Tianwei could hold back no longer and shouted loudly.

A sound of 'whoosh', 'whoosh', 'whoosh' echoed.

Then it was seen.

Figures swiftly burst forth from all directions.

These were all disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect. Knowing the might of Ye Qingchen, they dared not hold back in the slightest. Almost at this instant, they unleashed their strongest methods.

The grandeur of the scene was by no means inferior to the prior Night Parade of Hundred Demons and was even more terrifying by three measures.

"Humph!"

However.

Ye Qingchen did not even glance at them, grabbing with his right hand.

Whoosh!

Immediately, hundreds of Wind Flying Swords appeared at his side, and as they formed, shot forward.

"Puff!"

A series of ripping sounds echoed.

The disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect were directly slain on the spot, blood flowing!

Even the Spirit Coffin Sect couldn't stop Ye Qingchen, let alone the small Yin Ghost Sect?

"This..."

Seeing this scene.

Liu Tianwei was almost scared out of his wits, slipping into the mountain valley while Ye Qingchen was dealing with the disciples.

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the mountain valley.

The vast valley was unlike the yellow sand outside, presenting a hidden paradise. Flowers bloomed everywhere, a scene like a utopia. Inside the valley were nine individuals with tremendous auras.

These nine, each with an aura vast as mountains and seas, overwhelming and profound. Some were as fiery as flames, some as cold as ice, some carried a battle intent sweeping all before them, and some reeked of rich blood, clearly all being Celestial Saint powerhouses.

However.

The most striking was the monk in the center, dressed in a black robe, holding prayer beads.

He was none other than a member of the Thunder Department of the Celestial God Sect: Ci Yuan!

The other eight Celestial Saints were evidently led by Ci Yuan.

"Lord Ci Yuan, it is this Spirit Spring, existing in the Tongxuan Continent for hundreds of years. Even when the desert rages, the Spirit Spring never dries up. But it's extremely dangerous here, no one has ever come out alive! Is this the place you seek?"

An old man in a red robe spoke with utmost respect.

This red-robed elder was none other than Yue Flame, Sect Leader of the Flame Sect.

"Whether it is or not, I'm not sure. Only by entering this Spirit Spring can we know!"

Ci Yuan squinted as he spoke.

The Celestial God Sect didn't cross thousands of miles and the sea just for revenge on behalf of Mo Luo Celestial Saint, but naturally also had a treasure-hunting mission!

In an ancient book left by Mo Luo Celestial Saint.

A secret realm was once recorded.

If obtained, it could provide a chance to break through to the Celestial Saint Realm.

Back then.

Mo Luo Celestial Saint came to the Eastern Domain precisely for this.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside, sounding like a fight.

"What's happening?" Ci Yuan furrowed his brow.

Before his words fell.

Liu Tianwei, covered in blood, staggered in. This sight made all present frown.

Ci Yuan, expressionless, said, "Didn't I instruct you to guard the valley? How did this happen?"

Seeing all the Celestial Saints, seeing Ci Yuan present, Liu Tianwei seemed to find his refuge, pointing outside with a trembling right hand, "Lord Ci Yuan, Ye Qingchen has broken in, our disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect can't stop them!"

Ye Qingchen?

The name surprised all present.

As people of the Tongxuan Continent, how could they not have heard the name of this Fierce God?

"Ye Qingchen, how is he still alive? Did you mistake him?"

Ci Yuan's gaze turned cold.

He was well aware.

His junior brother Ci Hang's first stop was at the Taotian Palace in Cyan Continent, to kill Ye Qingchen, avenging Mo Luo Celestial Saint. Now Ye Qingchen appeared here, could it be that Ci Hang had failed?

"Lord Ci Yuan, I couldn't possibly mistake him, he is Ye Qingchen!" Liu Tianwei wailed, "He's about to slaughter the valley..."

"What to fear!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Flame coldly snorted. "With so many of us, how can we not handle him?"

Indeed!

At this, the initially slightly panicked crowd secretly sighed in relief.

It's known.

Among them were eight major sects, eight Celestial Saints, let alone Ci Yuan, a Celestial Saint Fourth Layer powerhouse, their strength surpassed that of the Spirit Coffin Sect back then.

Why worry about a mere Ye Qingchen?

"I've long heard of this brat's lawlessness! But previously, due to circumstances, I didn't act. Since he's dared to come here, let him leave without returning!"

An elder shrouded in cold aura coldly snorted.

"Indeed, daring to act wildly before Lord Ci Yuan, let him know our methods!" Another elder, surrounded by ghastly ghost aura, nodded.

"Dare to ruin Lord Ci Yuan's plans, today let him never return!" Yet another middle-aged man, stepping on a black snake, snorted disdainfully.

Hearing everyone speak, the previously extremely worried Liu Tianwei finally displayed a trace of a smile, hurriedly thanking, "Thank you, Celestial Saints. Ye Qingchen has slain my Yin Ghost Sect disciples, this time he must die without a burial!"

Liu Tianwei was extremely hateful.

His Yin Ghost Sect had been passed down for over a hundred years, yet was ruined at Ye Qingchen's hand.

"Ye Qingchen, with Lord Ci Yuan here, and so many Celestial Saints, let's see how you die this time! Once you're dead, I will refine your soul into a Ghost Slave, never to reincarnate!"

Liu Tianwei thought resentfully.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a huge noise abruptly came.

A figure, like a flash of extreme light, burst forth. In the astonished eyes of all, he came directly in front of Liu Tianwei, and suddenly stomped down.

"Dong!"

That stomp, like thunder, made the whole valley tremble suddenly.

Liu Tianwei, caught off guard, had his chest mercilessly crushed, dying instantly, blood splattering, dust swirling.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, Ci Yuan's brow furrowed in anger, his voice stern.

"Outrageous!"

"Arrogant!"

The other Celestial Saints present immediately rebuked unceremoniously.

As for the elders and guards under these Celestial Saints, they swiftly drew their weapons.

As the dust settled, a young figure gradually became clear. He ignored the tense atmosphere, his calm gaze swept across those present, finally landing on the central black-robed Ci Yuan, grinning:

"You are Ci Yuan?"

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