Just the aura alone sent the three of them, Ci Yu and his companions, flying?

No one expected this.

In the eyes of the crowd, as long as any one of Ci Yu, Ci Dang, or Ci Yue made a move, they could kill Ye Qingchen. But who would have thought they would be blasted away by the aura Ye Qingchen unleashed?

The crowd stirred.

"Ye Qingchen!"

In the distance.

Ci Yu slowly got up, his gaze icy, rage boiling inside. This brat dared to say he would annihilate them?

Ci Dang and Ci Yue were also filled with cold fury.

Hearing the voice echoing in the void, they shouted coldly:

"Do you think you have the ability to kill us?"

"Die for me!"

"Demon-Sealing Coffin Hand!"

Boom!

The three of them were almost as one, and amidst the shouts, three surges of Demonic Qi surged skyward, and within this soaring aura, six palms struck out again!

The void trembled,

And in the sky, six enormous palms quickly closed together, transforming into a massive black coffin hundreds of feet long. The eerie, sinister black coffin was surrounded by mysterious runes, as if it came from the prehistoric era.

Almost the moment it formed, it was already descending like lightning to suppress!

"Seems you still don't believe it!"

Ye Qingchen abruptly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with cold light.

After speaking.

Confronting the black coffin descending from the sky, he did not retreat but advanced, taking a sudden step forward, diminishing the distance to the coffin, and then punched it fiercely!

"Bang!"

A tremendous sound resounded.

There was a shattering sound as the black coffin was broken to pieces.

"Haha, Ye Qingchen, you fell for it!"

Seeing the shattered black coffin, Ci Yu was not alarmed but delighted. And in Ci Yue and Ci Dang's eyes, a trace of joy also appeared. The three of them extended their hands, dancing rapidly, their ten fingers like butterflies dancing among flowers, leaving trails of afterimages.

Meanwhile, in the sky.

The endless Demonic Qi from the exploding black coffin rapidly condensed, transforming into nine ferocious and fierce black dragons. Each black dragon was several tens of feet long, resembling chains of the Heaven-Supporting Lock.

"Nine Dragon Heaven-Binding Array!"

Ci Yu shouted deeply, clasping his hands together abruptly.

"Boom!"

The nine black dragons instantly gathered here, winding towards Ye Qingchen. In no time, the space surrounding Ye Qingchen was occupied, leaving not a gap between heaven and earth.

"How will he deal with this move?"

The crowd widened their eyes in astonishment.

It's known.

This Nine Dragon Heaven-Binding Array is orchestrated by three Celestial Saint Seventh Layer masters, manifesting from vast Demonic Qi. Once formed, it is vast and endless, like the continuous misty rain in Jiangnan.

No matter how strong your cultivation is, you will be trapped within, unable to escape!

"Scram!"

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, using his right hand as a sword, slicing upward fiercely.

A crescent-moon-like sword light cut through the air like a rapid dragon.

"Sizzle!"

Within a radius of a hundred feet, whether it was the nine black dragons or ancient trees and boulders, even the air itself, under Ye Qingchen's slicing gesture, was split in two. To the onlookers, the space seemed to be filled with fluttering willow catkins, a spectacle of slashed air!

The sword light swept across the void, seemingly capable of slaying everything!

"Not good!"

Ci Yu, Ci Dang, and Ci Yue's faces turned deathly pale as they hurriedly retreated.

"Sizzle!"

The place where the three of them originally stood was carved out by a terrifying sword scar, three feet wide, crossing the entire valley, cleaving the Desert Spirit Spring in two!

"This..."

Seeing this scene, the three were horrified.

It was clear.

If they hadn't retreated quickly earlier, Ye Qingchen's slicing gesture would have split them in two!

Having comprehended the Sword Spirit, Ye Qingchen's mastery of Sword Dao was increasingly refined; the power of his Swordsmanship had increased severalfold, beyond ordinary imagining!

Even that previous slash could cleave a Celestial Saint Sixth Layer expert in two.

"Damn it!"

Ci Yu, Ci Dang, and Ci Yue exchanged glances, seeing the anger in each other's eyes.

No matter if they were in the Eastern Domain or the Western Domain, they were always dominant figures. When had they ever been pushed to such a level by a young brat? When had they ever been this embarrassed?

"This brat's strength is already extraordinary!" Ci Yu slowly narrowed his eyes, "We must not hold anything back!"

"Amitabha Buddha!"

As these words fell.

Ci Dang placed his hands together, solemnly chanting a Buddhist verse. His body suddenly trembled, and his physique rapidly expanded several sizes. Boundless Demonic Qi roiled and converged, attaching to his body, transforming into countless fine scales.

In nearly the blink of an eye, Ci Dang transformed from a black-robed monk into a Qing-faced fanged Asura Evil Ghost.

This was none other than the secret art of the Celestial God Sect — Asura Demon Aspect!

"Good!"

Ci Yue also shouted deeply, clasping his hands together forcefully. Lightning snakes rapidly shot out from his body, encasing him in a storm of lightning, making him the center of a thunderstorm.

And Ci Yu himself, eyes glinting sharply, burst forward with a step.

"Boom!"

As he took this step, the aura around him suddenly surged, boundless Demonic Qi roiling and turbulent. The next moment, Ci Yu stepped forward again, the erupting Demonic Qi soaring like raging flames to the sky.

The state of the three of them.

It was clear they were no longer holding anything back, determined to use all measures at all costs to kill Ye Qingchen!

Almost instantly upon their eruption, a thunderous sound resonated, and the three struck in unison.

"Boom!"

Ci Dang chanted his Buddhist verse, the Asura Demon Aspect behind him nearly solidifying, as he surged with roiling Demonic Qi, like a collapsing black mountain, crushing down with vast pressure.

Everything in its path seemed destined to be thoroughly suppressed.

"Congeal!"

Ci Yue shouted deeply, his body surging with lightning. As he took a step, he brought a burst of thunder, shooting forward at high speed. From afar, he looked like a Thunder Dragon, streaking across the void.

In almost no time, he was already upon Ye Qingchen.

"Kill!"

Almost simultaneously.

Ci Yu also roared, taking another step forward. The boundless Demonic Flames shrouding him surged threefold.

Raising his hand, the Demonic Flames in the air intensely gathered, swiftly condensing into a black spear amidst a mighty keening sound.

Ci Yu grasped it with his fingers!

"Boom!"

In that instant.

His entire aura transformed dramatically, akin to the infinite Asura of myth slaying gods. The black spear in his hand became a weapon of Godslayer!

"Bang!"

Ci Yu suddenly threw the spear.

At that moment.

The three from the Celestial God Sect struck mightily, with no reservations, not considering any retreat, clearly intending to completely slay Ye Qingchen here!

"All together, are you?"

Facing the furious blow from the three, Ye Qingchen laughed heartily, his eyes gleaming with divine brilliance, his long robes billowing, his battle intent surging like raging waves across the whole world!

With the blood of these three, he announced to the Celestial God Sect —

That he, Ye Qingchen, had returned!

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