Boom!
That palm print was terrifying.
Even though Jiang Chen hadn't used his full strength,
He was still at the peak of the Prince Realm.
Such power,
Was more than enough to deal with Ye Chen.
And indeed,
It was.
Ye Chen, who had just returned to the sect in high spirits, felt an unprecedented terror. It was something he had never experienced out in the outside world. That palm alone was enough to shatter his mind and soul.
"It's over!"
"Master!"
"Quick, take action!"
Ye Chen roared frantically in his heart.
Inside the jade pendant, the black-robed old man's veins bulged. He was forced into a dilemma, save Ye Chen and expose himself, or stand by and let the boy die, which would also doom him.
It seemed like there was a choice.
In reality,
There wasn't.
"Damn it!"
"What a pity!"
The black-robed old man cursed inwardly. If Jiang Chen hadn't acted so shamelessly,
bullying the weak, he wouldn't have been forced into revealing himself.
Boom !
Just as he was about to act,
A cold sword light flashed like a crescent moon.
It carried an icy, transcendent aura, instantly dragging everyone into a frozen world.
This sword intent,
Was familiar.
Ye Qingcheng.
The Holy Maiden of the Eastern Holy Land.
Buzz
A clear glow flashed.
A woman in flowing white robes appeared in midair. Her features were picturesque, her expression cold and distant, her aura repelling others from thousands of miles away. She stood like an immortal fairy, untouchable.
Ye Qingcheng.
In an instant,
The onlooking disciples' eyes lit up.
Interesting.
So this was,
The main character.
Tsk tsk.
Who would've thought they'd get such a spectacle so early in the morning?
"Hah…"
Ye Chen let out a long breath, secretly relieved. Ye Qingcheng had arrived just in time.
The black-robed old man also relaxed slightly, muttering,
"I expected this."
In the void,
Ye Qingcheng stood protectively in front of Ye Chen, facing Jiang Chen. Her already cold face turned even frostier. Deep down, she felt grateful for her decision. Fortunately, she had chosen Ye Chen's side, this had allowed her to see Jiang Chen's true nature.
He truly was a narrow-minded villain who couldn't tolerate others.
If she hadn't come personally,
The consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Hmph."
Jiang Chen stared at the woman before him.
She was as ethereal as a fairy, as cold and noble as an iceberg or a snow lotus. For a brief moment, something flickered in his eyes—but it vanished instantly.
Compared to women,
He cared far more about his father.
In the life simulation,
This woman had been the one who destroyed him.
If she hadn't pretended to be close to him while secretly betraying him, he wouldn't have been defeated so completely in front of everyone by the man behind her.
What confused him most was,
Was he truly so worthless in Ye Qingcheng's heart?
When she was six, her family suffered a disaster. It was he and his father who saved her life. Afterwards, he secretly supported her, paving the way for her smooth entry into Donglin Holy Land.
And yet,
She turned a blind eye.
Instead, she chose a man she had known for only a few days.
Something shattered in his heart.
Then,
Everything went cold.
"Senior Brother," Ye Qingcheng asked icily, "isn't it too much to attack a disciple who has just joined the sect?"
Her tone was questioning, her gaze indifferent. She believed this would make Jiang Chen retreat.
"Oh?"
"A new disciple?"
"Then why did I hear he's a demon who seized another's body?"
Jiang Chen's voice was cold.
"This Donglin Holy Land is no longer what it used to be."
Ye Qingcheng's eyes turned even colder.
Shameless, she thought. What an outrageous lie. Does he think everyone here is a child?
"How do you prove it?"
Jiang Chen replied calmly,
"Simple."
Buzz
His thoughts surged.
A massive sword aura condensed.
Golden sword light filled the air, vast and righteous. The sword intent reflected the heart itself—evil spirits and heretics couldn't even look at it directly.
Whoosh !
The sword light surged forward.
Ye Qingcheng's brows tightened.
"Junior Sister Ye," Jiang Chen said flatly, "if you block me again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ye Qingcheng sneered.
She didn't believe it.
Jiang Chen loved her.
How could he truly hurt her?
Boom!
The next instant,
Terrifying sword intent erupted.
Ye Qingcheng was sent flying.
"Puff!"
Blood spilled from her lips as she was knocked backward. Her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief as she stared at Jiang Chen. A storm raged in her heart.
He actually dared.
Even though the blow wasn't full force,
It still injured her.
"This…!"
The surrounding disciples were stunned.
Everyone knew Jiang Chen was obsessed with Ye Qingcheng.
Yet today,
He had injured her with his own hand.
Unless they saw it themselves,
Who would dare believe it?
Jiang Chen stood in the void, his expression icy.
At that moment, he was even more certain,
Ye Chen was the Destined Protagonist.
Otherwise, that palm earlier would have killed him already.
People with great fate were always saved by others.
His eyes sharpened.
He raised his sword,
And slashed down.
This strike,
Held nothing back.
Upright.
Blazing.
A single sword,
Cleansed all hidden filth and evil thoughts.
"Save me!"
"Master, save me!"
"Hurry!"
Ye Chen was completely panicked. This sword was far more terrifying than the palm earlier. It carried the power of the Venerable Realm
something he could never withstand.
The black-robed old man frowned deeply. Something was wrong. Jiang Chen had become a completely different person, someone who would even hurt the woman he loved.
His spiritual sense spread out.
The surrounding experts were all watching silently.
No one intended to interfere.
They didn't want to offend Jiang Chen.
He sighed inwardly.
It's time.
Buzz,
Black mist erupted from Ye Chen's body.
His pupils turned pitch-black, filled with savage, devouring intent. In an instant, a terrifying aura burst forth. Unfortunately, his body was still bound by the Dharma Realm and couldn't fully unleash its strongest power.
"Li !"
The sword slashed down.
As if cleaving through black fog and evil spirits.
A shrill, miserable scream rang out.
The sword energy was blocked.
From within the black mist, a disheveled figure shot out, fleeing toward the mountain gate in an instant.
That figure,
Was Ye Chen.
The same Ye Chen who had been arrogant moments ago.
Boom !
The disciples nearby were dumbfounded.
He blocked it?
Ye Chen blocked it?!
When Ye Chen first joined the sect, his talent had already shocked everyone. Joining Donglin Holy Land at the Golden Core Realm was extremely rare.
Yet in just a few months,
He had resisted the full-force strike of the senior brother.
"No!"
"That's not Ye Chen!"
Some disciples trembled.
They recalled the terrifying, devouring gaze in his eyes.
That wasn't human.
That was a demon.
How could a normal disciple possess such eyes?
Whoosh !
In an instant,
Several middle-aged figures descended.
All stood with hands behind their backs.
Their expressions were calm,
Yet solemn.
They were all powerful experts of the sect, each at the Venerable Realm.
One of them stared at the fleeing figure and spoke gravely:
"A demon that has seized another's body!"