Chapter 736: How Can This Be?
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: End less Fantasy Translation
Could this be the guy who refined that evil treasure?
Ye Chen took a step forward and swept his indifferent gaze across the group.
“Wen Lifeng is a member of Huaxia’s Dragon Soul. You shouldn’t have touched him.”
Although Pan Yu was wary of Ye Chen’s aura, he was well aware of Ye Chen’s strength.
A piece of trash with mortal roots who had only cultivated for five years and came from a medical sect…
How strong could he be?
Even if he had refined that evil treasure, he would probably only be a little stronger in terms of aura. His true strength was definitely not up to scratch.
He snorted coldly and said, “Trash, I’ll give you a chance. Hand over what Wen Lifeng gave you and kneel before me. Otherwise, you will suffer great pain.”
Ye Chen’s cold gaze shot out as he responded calmly, “Who do you think you are?”
Upon hearing this, a Dao Sect disciple stood forth and said angrily, “Ye Chen! You, a trash with mortal roots, actually dared to question Lord Pan? You’re courting death!”
Seconds later, he drew his sword and charged at Ye Chen.
Pan Yu was very likely to become the new elder of Dao Sect, so it was best to curry favor with him now rather than after he became an elder. If he performed well, his status in the Dao Sect would also rise.
His sword went straight for Ye Chen, threatening to engulf him completely.
On the other hand, Ye Chen calmly glanced at the other party, who appeared to have reached the saint king realm not long ago. Even without the black aura, he would have been able to kill this fellow.
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce his heart, Ye Chen’s fingers emitted a burst of demonic qi as he grabbed the sword!
“Trash, I heard that five years ago, you didn’t even have the qualifications to step into the arena, and you had to hide behind a woman.”
The Dao Sect disciple’s eyes flashed with madness. In his opinion, Ye Chen was dead for sure!
Suddenly, the smile on his face froze. His sword had been stopped, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Chen holding his sword with one hand.
The black aura covered the entire sword, seemingly wanting to devour it!
“This… How is that possible?”
Fear surfaced in his heart as he forced out a drop of blood essence to increase his strength. Suddenly, a faint voice rang out in his ear, “I’m very curious. How do you know that my name is Ye Chen? How do you know what happened five years ago?”
This was what puzzled Ye Chen the most.
That disciple opened his mouth and was about to speak when the black aura completely engulfed him. In the blink of an eye, a miserable scream rang out!
When the black aura disappeared, Pan Yu and everyone else were surprised to find that the Dao Sect disciple had turned into a pile of white bones on the ground. What had just happened? What was that black aura?
Wen Shishi, who was behind Ye Chen, subconsciously covered her mouth.
Although Ye Chen had saved them back then, it was all because of the Black Tiger King. She had never imagined him to be so terrifyingly strong!
He insta-killed a saint king realm!
In truth, Ye Chen was also taken aback by how powerful the black aura and demonic qi were. It could corrode and destroy a cultivator’s body so easily!
Then, if the seal on the dragon bead was removed, how much more powerful would he become?
Ye Chen stopped thinking about it and looked at Pan Yu and the others from the Dao Sect.
“So, who can answer my question just now?”
As soon as he said that, the people from the Dao Sect subconsciously took a step back. Ye Chen’s attack had been too strange, and they had no clue how to deal with it.
Although Pan Yu was shocked, he still said coldly, “Ye Chen, I’ll give you one last chance! Otherwise…”
Before he could finish, Ye Chen’s figure moved, and the black aura swept out toward the Dao Sect cultivators again!
“I’m sorry. I don’t need your chances.”
Pan Yu did not expect Ye Chen to be so arrogant. Without hesitation, he said to the others, “Everyone, get into formation. No matter what, we have to take him back to the sect!”
“Yes, my lord!”
The Dao Sect cultivators spread out and formed a huge circle around Ye Chen. At the same time, they quickly formed hand seals with their fingers and forced out a drop of blood essence each!
Dozens of drops of blood essence collided in the air and formed a huge blood- red net that trapped Ye Chen within it.
Pan Yu shouted, “Condense the Killing Sword!”
Dozens of high-level spiritual swords flew out into the formation, and then rained down like a storm!
They were certain that Ye Chen would not be able to survive this attack!
Ye Chen looked at incoming swords and briefly thought about making them submit. However, he was now overflowing with demonic qi. It would be a waste not to make use of it.
He bent his knees and leapt up ten meters like a spring.
Not only did he not plan to dodge, he even charged toward the incoming swords.
“Believe it or not, one finger is enough to break your trashy formation!”
Such ridiculous words seemed like a joke, but no one could laugh when they saw Ye Chen extend his finger.
The endless black aura instantly devoured the incoming swords!
When the black aura disappeared, shattering sounds echoed through the air, and broken pieces of their swords rained down!
“How is this possible?”
The Dao Sect disciples looked as though they had seen a ghost.
All of this was too illogical!
Before they could react, Ye Chen’s finger smashed into the formation like an arrow!
Bang!
The formation shattered immediately, and dozens of Dao Sect disciples spat out blood, their faces turning pale from the backlash.
The Dao Sect disciples realized that the situation was not right, and turned to escape. However, it was already too late!
The black aura transformed into a huge dragon that swam through the hapless disciples. Wherever it went, death followed. Not a single one could resist!
All it took was five seconds!
The ground was covered in blood and corpses, like a battlefield of death!
After that, everything returned to normal, and the black aura around Ye Chen’s body disappeared, and he returned to his original state.
He wiped the blood off his body and walked over to Pan Yu. “Do you want to do it yourself, or should I do it?”
“You should have as many wounds as Wen Lifeng has.”
There was no way Pan Yu would admit defeat. He had always been a proud genius of the Dao Sect. How could he be willing to lower his head to a piece of trash from Huaxia?
Moreover, he realized that Ye Chen’s black aura had disappeared. In other words, Ye Chen no longer had his previous strength!