Silence!

Outside Yun Ding City, a deathly silence prevailed.

At this moment.

It seemed that even the wind had stopped.

From the moment Ye Qingchen appeared, to the moment Ci Ye announced his attack, it all happened in just a brief moment. But no one could have imagined what transpired in that brief moment.

Ye Qingchen, with his own strength, not only resisted the attacks from the crowd of Yun Ding City, completely annihilating them, but also killed seventeen disciples of the Celestial God Sect. And now, even Ci Ye was stomped to death by him!

This kind of power is truly terrifying!

Especially Ye Qingchen's nonchalant demeanor, which shocked everyone even more.

The Celestial Saints, including Yun Xuan, had their mouths agape in disbelief, unable to believe their eyes. Compared to when he stepped down from the Spirit Coffin Sect, this young man had become several times more formidable?

The cultivators observing from around were full of surprise and delight as they watched the young man.

As for those families and sects that had sided with the Celestial God Sect, their bodies went weak, as if their backbone had been removed, almost collapsing to the ground. Ye Qingchen, with his overwhelming momentum, showed no mercy; if even the Celestial God Sect couldn't withstand him, these traitors would undoubtedly meet their end.

Only Qin Wentian raised his eyebrows in relief, laughing heartily, feeling as though all the hardships and repression he had suffered during this period were swept away in an instant!

"Haha!"

"He truly is a son of Taotian Palace!"

"Who cares about the Celestial God Sect? No matter your scheming and methods, I will slay you with a single sword! Taotian Palace, your days are numbered!"

Ye Qingchen stood there, his gaze calm, without sorrow or joy.

In others' eyes.

That Ci Ye, who dominated a region with strength reaching the Celestial Saint Seventh Layer, was already formidable beyond what ordinary people could compete against. But to him, it was no more than a little bug, casually swatted to death!

His gaze swept across the city walls, and Ye Qingchen waved his hand directly.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The ropes binding Qin Wentian, Yun Xuan, and numerous Celestial Saints snapped in response. Just as they were about to fall, a gentle breeze suddenly swept up, supporting their bodies as they gradually descended to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes lowered slightly.

In Yun Ding City, over seventy Celestial Saints had already perished. This sentence was addressed to Qin Wentian as well as to the deceased Celestial Saints, and also to those who died at the hands of the Celestial God Sect!

"Ye the kid, it's not your fault. The blame lies with the Celestial God Sect for being too ruthless." Qin Wentian, supported by others, walked over. Although he was severely injured, his eyes were bright with excitement and passion:

"If it weren't for you, who knows how many more people would have died in Yun Ding City!"

"Young Master Ye, don't blame yourself. If it hadn't been for you, we would probably all be dead here by now!" Yun Xuan also hurriedly said, "Today, you used Martial Arts Divine Techniques, saving everyone in Yun Ding City thanks to your intervention!"

"Young Master Ye..."

"Young Master Ye!"

Each Celestial Saint eagerly spoke up.

If, when Ye Qingchen stomped down the Spirit Coffin Sect with one foot, everyone was only in awe without fear, now, after he saved people from water and fire, the only thing left in their hearts for him was deep respect.

Slaying Mo Luo Celestial Saint!

Treading on Celestial God Sect!

Faced with such achievements, how could they not hold him in reverence?

"Ye the kid, it's not over yet. There's still one person from the Celestial God Sect in Yun Ding City! His name is Ci Flame, one of the four guardians of the Celestial God Sect's Thunder Department, and one of the strongest among the five sent to our Eastern Domain by the Celestial God Sect this time!"

"He's not easy to deal with!"

"Let me stabilize my injuries and recover my breath, and then we'll fight our way in together!"

Qin Wentian sat cross-legged and said.

"Count me in!" Yun Xuan also hurriedly spoke, his eyes bloodshot: "Of the five Celestial Saints from Spirit Coffin Sect besides me, all have fallen. If he doesn't die, my Heart Demon will be hard to dispel!"

"Count me in!"

"Count me in!"

"I want to go too!"

Numerous Celestial Saints had already spoken up in unison.

"Ci Flame?"

Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He remembered the cry of Ci Ye before his death and the roar that came from the city, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes. Looking at the eager crowd, Ye Qingchen shook his head, his gaze directly fixed on the distant Yun Ding City:

"No need, Ci Flame..."

"I'll kill him!"

Qin Wentian was anxious at this, just about to speak, when he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked sharply towards Yun Ding City.

Yun Xuan was also suddenly taken aback, looking towards Yun Ding City.

The next moment.

The numerous Celestial Saints present, all the bystander cultivators, and even those families and sects that had sided with the Celestial God Sect, also at this moment, looked towards Yun Ding City in unison.

For some unknown reason, an eerie feeling quietly swept over them at this moment, spreading to everyone's heart.

This was a kind of fear.

The fear a mortal feels towards a deity, the kind ingrained in one's very bones, flowing through the blood, something that can't be erased or dispelled, and can't be washed away.

Silently.

The surroundings quieted down.

Not only the surroundings but even the entire Yun Ding City quieted down at this moment. The city, with its 380,000 inhabitants, became a deathly silence, soundless and still.

It was as if it had transformed into a realm of the dead.

"What is that?"

Just then, a cry of alarm suddenly rang out.

They saw it.

In the center of Yun Ding City, a mass of black mist quietly expanded, transforming into a swirling black cloud that surged up into the sky. And beneath that black cloud was a robed monk, walking towards the heavens.

The overwhelming black cloud, with each step he took, spread like a surging black wave, quickly covering more of Yun Ding City. In just a few blinks of an eye, it had already covered most of Yun Ding City!

From a distance.

The horrific black cloud appeared like an endless black tide, crazily sweeping in. In just a few blinks, the once clear skies transformed into a swept-over night.

In this black night, the world was deathly silent.

The monk, with a sinister and arrogant expression, had his face covered with black fire patterns.

Like a Demon God ascending to the heavens.

Who else could it be but Ci Flame?

When they first saw Ci Flame, he was still inside Yun Ding City. But with a few casual steps, he had already reached outside Yun Ding City, above everyone, looking down directly.

"Boom!"

At this moment.

Everyone present felt a vast, limitless force descending like a raging tide, relentlessly pouring down, pressing on them so heavily that their bones crackled and popped.

"Ye Qingchen!"

Ci Flame's sinister voice reverberated through the heavens.

At the same time, those eyes directly fixed on Ye Qingchen, and an endless killing intent was released without reservation, sweeping forth!

Boom!

In that instant, Ci Flame's voice turned cold and harsh, his sleeve billowing like a dragon. Boundless black light converged around him, making him seem like a rampaging Demon God!

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