Of the three great sects in Lei Province, the Cold Wind Sect was ranked last.
As the Sect Leader of the Nine Nether Sect, Yang Yan's strength couldn't compare to the Vajra Temple—the leader of the three great sects. However, he had also reached the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, making him much stronger than Shen Yanyue.
Now, two masters with power comparable to the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm attacked simultaneously. The resulting force was world-shaking, and the shockwave rippled through the entire Cold Wind Sect, automatically triggering the Sect Protection Array and causing it to spread out.
As everyone watched in terror, Ye Chen's expression remained calm. He was utterly fearless!
Facing the two masters' assault, he didn't retreat but advanced. He first raised a hand and flicked out a bolt of Spiritual Power, sending it hurtling toward the Thunder Sound Battle Buddha.
The next moment, he vanished and reappeared before Yang Yan, throwing a heavy punch!
"Boy, you underestimate me!"
The Thunder Sound Battle Buddha was furious. Ye Chen's actions were filled with contempt, and he felt deeply humiliated.
"BOOM!"
However, when the bolt of Spiritual Power exploded before him, he felt as if he'd been struck by a massive blow. The golden light enveloping him flickered violently, and the imperishable body he had spent years painstakingly cultivating felt as if it were on the verge of shattering.
"What?"
"This aura is..."
The Thunder Sound Battle Buddha's eyes went wide. He had distinctly felt a surge of ultimate yin Evil Qi invade his body, threatening to devour and dissolve his very flesh and blood.
If he hadn't successfully cultivated his Vajra Indestructible Body, he would have lost all his fighting strength on the spot, left completely at Ye Chen's mercy!
"I've slaughtered countless remnants of the Demon Dao before. Even masters at the Spirit Sea Realm didn't possess such terrifying Evil Qi!"
'Could this boy have obtained some ultimate treasure from the Demon Dao?'
The Thunder Sound Battle Buddha's eyes flickered. The thought of retreating had already taken root in his mind.
He was certain that Ye Chen held a secret related to the Demon Dao.
This secret was likely a matter of grave importance. He would have to report it to the temple's abbot and have him investigate to be certain of handling it.
He felt that the situation was already spiraling beyond his control.
"Ye Chen, go to hell and apologize to my son!"
Yang Yan was in a towering rage, his palm strikes surging like phantom tides.
He was a man of violent temper to begin with. Seeing his son's murderer right before him, he wished for nothing more than to subject Ye Chen to death by a thousand cuts and tear him to pieces!
Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged. Despite his opponent's overwhelming aura, he was as steady as a mountain. He threw a simple punch, carrying with it a boundless Evil Qi that instantly suppressed his opponent's imposing air.
"BOOM!"
Yang Yan couldn't withstand the blow. The punch shattered the Spiritual Power around him, and the sky full of illusory palm strikes vanished completely.
"How can a mere Blood Condensation Cultivator like you be so powerful?"
His eyes burning with rage, he clenched his fists and charged at Ye Chen once more.
Yang Yin was his own flesh and blood, his only son!
He would never rest until he killed his enemy with his own hands!
"Ye Chen, you caught me off guard! You only succeeded because it was a sneak attack! This time, I'll make sure you die!"
Just then, Yan Qiushi leaped up from the ground, dragging his battered body.
He was panting heavily, a flash of lightning streaking through his eyes.
"Thunder Shock Palm!!!"
In that instant, it was as if the very heavens were in turmoil. An earth-shaking clap of thunder echoed throughout the Cold Wind Sect's grounds.
"Isn't that Venerable Thunderclap's ultimate technique, the Thunder Shock Palm?"
"I can't believe Commander Yan secretly learned this technique! Even if his mastery is nowhere near Venerable Thunderclap's, it should be more than enough to subdue Ye Chen!"
Everyone present was stunned by the scene before them.
The Thunder Shock Palm was Venerable Thunderclap's signature move. He had once used this very palm strike to annihilate a group of Demon Dao remnants, including a master at the Primordial Mansion Realm!
"It seems I can no longer hold back!"
Yang Yan roared, "Nine Nether Pupil Light!"
Within his eyes, a hellish scene from the depths of the Nine Nethers seemed to materialize. There, ghouls ascended and Evil Gods roamed—a place no living being could survive!
Immediately after, a terrifying beam of light that seemed to originate from the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld shot out from his eyes, aimed directly at Ye Chen in the distance!
"That's the Nine Nether Sect Leader's ultimate technique! Legend has it that when he faced a Demon Dao master at the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, Sect Leader Yang was outmatched. He only managed to escape by using this Pupil Technique to injure his opponent!"
Feeling that bone-chilling, hellish aura, everyone within the Cold Wind Sect trembled in terror.
The hot summer day felt as if it had turned into the dead of a bitterly cold winter, causing everyone to shiver uncontrollably.
"I'll join in!"
The Thunder Sound Battle Buddha saw the astonishing power and overwhelming auras of Yan Qiushi's and Yang Yan's techniques. Though he was wary of the secret Ye Chen harbored, he now saw a chance to subdue him.
If he could capture Ye Chen himself, he was eager to witness this secret of the Demon Dao firsthand before reporting it to the abbot!
"Vajra Seal!"
Golden light erupted from the Thunder Sound Battle Buddha's body, making him resemble an unconquerable, golden giant.
He began Sealing with his hands, his expression growing incredibly solemn, like a devout believer bowing his head in quiet prayer before a statue of the Buddha.
A sacred and solemn aura spread out. A great, golden seal, pulsing with unrivaled power, materialized before the Thunder Sound Battle Buddha. The next moment, it shot whistling toward Ye Chen.
At that moment, three terrifying masters, each with power comparable to the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, unleashed their full strength, intending to subdue Ye Chen in a single, decisive strike!
They had already witnessed just how terrifying Ye Chen could be.
This misguided youth's strength was extraordinary, even though he had yet to form a Spiritual Sea.
To prevent any further complications, they had cast aside all complacency and were now determined to use their full power to suppress Ye Chen!
Everyone present was already staring, dumbfounded.
It was the first time any of them had witnessed such a grand spectacle.
Moreover, these three experts, all of whom had illustrious reputations in Lei Province, were unleashing their full power... and all for a boy who wasn't even eighteen years old?
"Ye Chen, let's see how you die this time!!!" Shen Yanyue's tone was vicious, her expression twisting into a crazed sneer.
Mu Shanhong, fighting through the pain of his injuries, looked up with deep despair in his eyes.
He had placed all his hopes on Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen fell, his own fate would be grim.
But from the looks of it, no matter how strong Ye Chen was, there was no way he could turn this tide.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, as he felt the terrifying auras converging on him from three directions at once, Ye Chen's mind suddenly became incredibly lucid and serene.
'This feeling is so strange... Why does time itself seem to have slowed down?'
Ye Chen looked up and saw that to his eyes, everyone's movements had become incredibly slow.
And in the depths of his mind, of the three small clusters of light revolving around the "Demon God's World-Shaking Record," one of them suddenly erupted in a brilliant glow!