Above the Profound Sword Peak, the Patriarch of the Lu Family held his head high, his gaze indifferent, looking down on Ye Chen with a lofty demeanor, just like a Divine Spirit observing an ant that could be crushed at any time.

Rumble.

Behind him, ten Celestial Spirit Vortexes resembled black holes that could devour everything, releasing an aura that made souls tremble, highlighting the Patriarch of the Lu Family like a Celestial God descending to earth.

At this moment, even Duanmu Ying and Xiahou Shi showed strong apprehension in their eyes.

Because even they did not have the slightest confidence to defeat the Patriarch of the Lu Family.

"Ignorant fool, do you now understand the vast difference between you and me? Crushing you would be as easy as crushing an ant. Who gave you the courage to oppose me?" The Patriarch of the Lu Family coldly said to Ye Chen, his lips curled with a taunting smile.

"How can this be? How can the Patriarch of the Lu Family be so powerful?" Ouyang Xue's delicate body suddenly trembled beside Ye Chen, her face losing all color.

"Ye Chen, don't worry about me. Take Teacher Ouyang and leave here, escape as far as possible." Ye Hao said with extreme urgency.

Though he knew Ye Chen was very strong, capable of defeating even Wang Lian.

However, the Patriarch of the Lu Family had already stepped into the Peak of Celestial Spirit Realm, possessing a Qi Sea Foundation three times the norm, with the power of Celestial Spirits alone reaching the Power of Eight Thousand Tigers.

No matter how strong Ye Chen's body was, he could definitely not match the Patriarch of the Lu Family.

Hence, only by fleeing might Ye Chen save his life now.

If Ye Chen fled with him, it would undoubtedly reduce their speed significantly.

He would rather die than drag Ye Chen down.

After all, Ye Chen had already killed Duanmu Shen, avenging the woman he loved, so he could die with peace of mind.

"Brother Ye Hao, rest assured, just a mere Peak of Celestial Spirit Realm expert, I do not take them seriously. To kill him is but a thought to me," surprising everyone, there was no trace of fear in Ye Chen, instead, a strong contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his tone domineering and assertive.

"What? Did I hear wrong? Is this guy crazy?"

"How can there be such a person in this world so unaware of his own limits?" The strong men present stood frozen, eyes fixed on Ye Chen, as if watching a lunatic.

"Ignorant fool."

"Arrogant self-conceit."

"Who gave this worthless fool the courage to speak such words?" The strong men of the Lu Family trembled with rage, shouting angrily at Ye Chen, wishing desperately to rush over and crush him into meat paste.

A worthless man who couldn't even awaken his Bloodline Power dared to speak such rebellious words to their Patriarch.

To their Patriarch, this was an immense humiliation.

"Ha! This fool doesn't even recognize his own worth, it's really pathetic! I'd like to see how he withstands the Patriarch of the Lu Family's wrath," Liu Xin couldn't help but sneer from the crowd, her eyes filled with intense sarcasm, looking at Ye Chen as if witnessing a pathetic clown.

"You ignorant fool, even the top ten ranked individuals on the Hidden Dragon List wouldn't dare say such words to me at the First Layer of the Celestial Spirit Realm, where did you get your courage from?" At this moment, the Patriarch's countenance turned extremely gloomy as if dripping water, a terrifying ferocity flashing in his eyes, making one shiver with fear.

He originally thought that showing his formidable strength would certainly intimidate Ye Chen into submission.

But not only was Ye Chen not afraid, he grew even more arrogant.

Where could he put his face?

"Who do you think you are? I can easily crush even the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List, let alone you." Ye Chen smiled coldly.

"With just you, you useless fool? Ha ha!" The Patriarch couldn't help but laugh, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world.

"Crazy, that fool is really crazy."

"The power of the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List is incredibly strong; any one of them could easily crush this fool, he doesn't even measure his own worth," the strong men present laughed mockingly, eyes full of derision, watching Ye Chen as if observing an idiot.

"Brother Lu, I have a favor to ask, I wonder if you would grant it!" Just then, Duanmu Ying suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Please speak," said the Patriarch.

"This fool killed my nephew, and I want to avenge him personally. Can you grant me this?" Duanmu Ying's eyes suddenly emitted a terrifying murderous intent, staring coldly at Ye Chen as if at a prey ready for slaughter.

"I see, no problem, I'm too lazy to kill such a fool myself, it would only sully my hands, I just want the Hall Master Seal he possesses." The Patriarch chuckled coldly, his expression filled with disdain.

As if dealing with such an ant as Ye Chen was a great insult.

"Thank you, Brother Lu. You little beast, hurry over to face your death!" Duanmu Ying suddenly let out a fierce shout at Ye Chen, her facial features twisted together, looking extraordinarily savage.

Rumble.

In the next moment, an extremely violent Celestial Spirit surged out from behind Duanmu Ying, forming an enormous golden hand, like an Ancient Divine Mountain, slamming down fiercely atop Ye Chen's head.

She had waited a long time for this moment.

That damn trash Ye Chen had killed her nephew Duanmu Jie, who was entrusted to her by her brother.

To her, this was definitely a lifelong pain.

If Ye Chen hadn't become the Battle King Hall Master, she would have torn him to pieces long ago.

But now, the Battle King Hall had been taken over by the Patriarch of the Lu Family, and Ye Chen as the Battle King Hall Master was no longer in name only.

Even if Duanmu Ying killed Ye Chen, she would not face punishment from the Azure Sky Immortal Sect.

So today, she absolutely would not let that trash Ye Chen survive.

"Ha! Ye Chen is doomed this time. The Master of Profound Sword Peak is not someone a waste like him can contend with."

"This is what happens when you bring it on yourself," the onlookers sneered, their faces gloating.

"Trash, your doomsday has come. Dying at the hands of our Peak Master is the greatest honor you can have," Duanmu Hui, Duanmu Lang, and other experts of the Duanmu Family couldn't help but sneer, their mouths filled with a cruel tinge.

"This is the price of offending the Master of Profound Sword Peak, Ye Chen. In your next life, I hope you'll have more sense. Some people are simply not ones you can afford to offend," Xiao Lan's gaze was indifferent, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes, as if she had already witnessed the scene of Ye Chen being crushed to death by Duanmu Ying.

"What a pity for Ye Chen's talent in Body Refining and Martial Arts. If only I had such talent," the Fifth Princess of the Celestial Flame Dynasty, Lin Zixuan, shook her head, her eyebrows filled with deep regret.

Rumble.

In the blink of an eye, the giant golden hand formed by the Celestial Spirit appeared in front of Ye Chen, aiming to crush him into pulp.

Behind Ye Chen, Ouyang Xue and Ye Hao both held their breath, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, their expressions intensely anxious.

They were genuinely worried that Ye Chen might not withstand Duanmu Ying's strike.

After all, the gap in cultivation between Ye Chen and Duanmu Ying was too great. Even though his physical body was incredibly strong, it was difficult to bridge the difference.

However, if they could die alongside Ye Chen, they would have no regrets.

"Duanmu Ying, you are simply too weak." At this moment, a thick sneer flashed at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

Boom!

Immediately, his fist shone with a dazzling crimson divine light, like turning into a blazing sun, striking fiercely toward the golden hand.

With a loud crash,

The next moment, the giant golden hand began to show massive cracks, then exploded in the air, vanishing without a trace.

"What? How is this possible?"

"No, I must be dreaming. The Peak Master's attack was defused by this trash," the onlookers froze in place, their eyes wide open, filled with deep shock and disbelief.

Many even thought they were dreaming.

It's known that although Duanmu Ying had only used a common Yellow Level Middle Grade Martial Arts, for such a high-level expert to wield it, the power was terrifyingly extreme.

Yet, Ye Chen easily nullified it with his fist.

This was simply like a fairy tale.

"No! This can't be, how could this trash's strength have increased so much? How did he do it?" Among the crowd, Liu Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, his face looking worse than death, as if seeing a ghost.

It's known that before entering the Immortal Secret Realm, Ye Chen, although already possessing the strength to defeat Wang Lian, was never this powerful.

Could it be he obtained some fortuitous encounter in the Immortal Secret Realm, leading to a great leap in strength?

"No wonder this trash dares to be so arrogant, his strength has indeed risen again. However, our Peak Master did not exert her true power earlier. If she gets serious, she will surely crush this trash easily," Duanmu Hui's face turned extremely gloomy, also shocked by the combat power displayed by Ye Chen.

But he didn't believe Ye Chen could contend against their Peak Master.

After all, their Peak Master had only used an extremely ordinary martial art earlier, not even using her Bloodline Power.

Once she uses her true power, it will be the end for Ye Chen.

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