At this moment, the move Zhang Qian was using was a Yellow Level Top Grade Martial Arts from Black Sand Academy, called "Profound Gold Palm".

Although he only cultivated "Profound Gold Palm" to the Perfection Realm and hadn't reached the Transformation Realm,

his Celestial Spirits were so robust that even with extremely simple moves, he could unleash terrifyingly unparalleled power, not to mention a Yellow Level Top Grade Martial Arts.

So, at this moment, the golden hand appearing above Ye Chen's head contained a force of about eighteen thousand Tigers worth, enough to pulverize a small hill instantly.

"Garbage like you only deserves to die under such a move," Zhang Qian's gaze was incredibly indifferent, his expression extremely disdainful.

In his opinion, Ye Chen, who couldn't even awaken his bloodline, was not qualified to be his opponent, let alone force him to take it seriously.

He only needed to use a casual move to plunge him into a state of eternal doom.

"Terrifying, this Zhang Qian is truly terrifying; if he goes all out, he might defeat our Peak Master."

"No wonder Xiahou Lei could easily kill a Peak of Celestial Spirit Realm expert; Zhang Qian's strength is already so frightening, ranking fifty-fourth on the Hidden Dragon List. It's hard to imagine how strong Xiahou Lei, who ranks in the top ten, truly is." Those three students from Celestial Flame Academy stood frozen in place, feeling chills down their spines.

Swish.

Just as that golden palm was about to hit Ye Chen, Ye Chen's body suddenly transformed like a Spiritual Snake, vanishing instantly from the spot.

With a loud bang.

In the next moment, the golden palm smashed fiercely into the ground, causing the entire Ancient Forest to tremble violently as if a terrible earthquake was happening.

Immediately, a huge pit three or four yards deep was blasted out on the surface, even altering the terrain within a hundred yards radius, making it rugged.

The towering ancient trees were also affected by this terrifying force, crashing down on the ground one after another.

"Is Ye Chen dead?"

"Is there even a need to ask? He's certainly reduced to nothing by now." In the Ancient Forest, those young cultivators watching from afar gasped, their eyes filled with deep horror.

Just now, they were truly frightened by Zhang Qian's attack.

If they weren't far enough from Ye Chen, they would have been swept into this terrifying force, completely turning into a mist of blood.

This is Zhang Qian's strength; killing them is as easy as swatting a fly.

"Look, it's Ye Chen; he's actually not dead. How is this possible?" At this moment, that student from Profound Sword Peak suddenly exclaimed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Ye Chen's figure had somehow appeared dozens of yards away from the giant pit.

Not only was he not killed, but he also looked completely unharmed.

This is simply unbelievable.

"Hmph! Who would've thought this trash had such good luck, narrowly avoiding that hit. But next time, he won't be so lucky," sneered the student from Celestial Flame Peak.

In his view, Ye Chen avoiding Zhang Qian's attack was purely due to luck.

From this, it's clear that Ye Chen, this trash, has no ability to withstand Zhang Qian's attack.

Otherwise, why would he flee?

It's evident he has no confidence in his strength.

"Hmph! You run, trash, can you evade forever? I advise you to stop struggling and kneel down to accept your fate, and I might consider making it quick for you." At this moment, Zhang Qian's gaze was filled with mockery as he stared at Ye Chen, like looking at a helpless stray dog.

He had to admit Ye Chen was fast; otherwise, he wouldn't have avoided that strike just now.

But what use is mere speed?

In the face of absolute power, speed is just a joke.

As long as he hits Ye Chen, this trash, once, he's sure to die without a doubt.

"Run? I just don't want you to destroy this Wood Dragon Grass, as for your attack, I didn't take it seriously at all." Ye Chen's lips curled into a cold smile, holding a verdant Spirit Medicine in his right hand, emitting a faint divine light.

This Spirit Medicine was indeed Wood Dragon Grass.

Earlier, Ye Chen avoided Zhang Qian's attack simply because he didn't want this Wood Dragon Grass to be ruined.

After all, Wood Dragon Grass contained Wood Spirit Qi, which he could convert into Power of Enlightenment.

He naturally wouldn't watch it be destroyed.

"Ha! This trash is already on the point of death but still dares to be stubborn. Does he really think he has the ability to withstand Zhang Qian's attack?" the student from Celestial Flame Peak couldn't help but scoff, his lips curling with thick ridicule.

"Zhang Qian's power is terrifying; just hitting him once can make him perish without a grave. Where does he get the confidence to say such things?" The student from Profound Sword Peak sneered, looking at Ye Chen like watching a pathetic clown.

"Trash, you truly are pathetic. At this point, you still can't recognize your strength. This time, I'll see if you can escape." In Zhang Qian's eyes, suddenly, terrible fierce light burst forth.

Buzz.

In the next moment, a golden battle saber appeared in his hand, emitting a faint glow that was sharp to the extreme, as if it could cut through anything in the heavens and the earth.

This was an upper grade spiritual artifact, a reward given to Zhang Qian by the higher-ups of the Black Sand Academy.

In fact, Zhang Qian's specialty in martial arts was saber technique.

His saber technique was among the best even within the Black Sand Academy, with very few able to compare to him.

Originally, he disdained using his saber technique to kill Ye Chen, whom he considered a worthless person, because Ye Chen simply wasn't qualified.

However, to his surprise, Ye Chen's speed was unexpectedly fast.

If he relied solely on the "Profound Gold Palm," it would not be easy to hit Ye Chen.

Therefore, he decided to use his saber technique to kill Ye Chen.

"Worthless scum, dying under my saber technique should be your pride. In your next life, remember to open your eyes; some people, you just can't afford to provoke. Now die." Zhang Qian's expression twisted in ferocity, with killing intent radiating from his entire being, sending chills down one's spine.

Whoosh.

In the following instant, a dazzling cyan saber light shot out from the golden saber in Zhang Qian's hand, swiftly slashing towards Ye Chen.

This saber light was formed by abundant Celestial Spirits, stretching fifteen meters long, splitting the air in half and producing waves of white airflow.

"My God! Such fast saber technique."

"This time, Ye Chen has no escape," gasped the young cultivators watching, each with a look of astonishment.

"Hmph! Ye Chen, your end is near."

"Such an utterly wicked person is better off dead early, to spare the world from more harm," jeered the students of Celestial Flame Academy, watching with schadenfreude, eager for Ye Chen's immediate death.

"Do you really think you can kill me with just this power? You're overestimating yourself! Small Glazed Martial Body, Fourth Layer, activate for me." Contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Chen showed not a hint of fear, a cold smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Buzz.

In the next moment, a brilliant and colorful glow erupted from Ye Chen's body, surrounding him like a Divine Spirit.

His muscles seemed to be forged from Glazed Divine Jade, appearing indestructible.

At this moment, he fully activated the fourth layer of the "Small Glazed Martial Body," instantly enhancing his physical power to the level of six thousand Tiger Power, and his defense reached an incredibly astonishing level.

Even for an ordinary Peak of Celestial Spirit Realm expert, killing him wouldn't be easy.

"Could this be the fourth layer of the 'Small Glazed Martial Body'? How is this possible?"

"No, I must be dreaming; this can't be real." The three students from Celestial Flame Academy had their expressions frozen on their faces, turning even uglier than a dead person's, unable to believe their eyes.

It's said that even the most talented third-generation Hall Master of the War King Hall took about twenty years to cultivate the fourth layer of the "Small Glazed Martial Body."

Yet, Ye Chen had obtained the "Small Glazed Martial Body" only a few months ago, and he had already perfected this body refining technique.

Even if this were told, no one would dare to believe it.

Just how powerful had his body refining talent become?

With a loud bang.

Amidst the disbelief of the crowd, Ye Chen suddenly extended both hands and directly reached for the cyan saber light.

"Reckless," Zhang Qian said coldly.

It's known that this cyan saber light not only contained the power equivalent to about eighteen thousand Tigers, but it was also incredibly sharp, easily slicing through Profound Iron.

But Ye Chen, surprisingly, attempted to catch it barehanded.

This was simply courting death.

Rumble.

In a flash, Ye Chen's hands collided intensely with the cyan saber light.

Yet, he did not suffer the slightest harm, even as he firmly grasped the cyan saber light, rendering it immobile.

Crack, crack.

Soon, large cracks appeared along the cyan saber light, which eventually shattered in the air.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen crushed it with his bare hands.

"What? How is this possible?"

"Zhang Qian's killing technique, unexpectedly defused by Ye Chen," the watching young cultivators stood frozen as if struck by Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

The scene before them had completely overturned their imaginations, leaving them unable to accept it for a moment.

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