CHAPTER 214: CHAPTER 215: FINAL RESORT

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

After a moment of silence.

A roar erupted from Taotian Palace, almost overturning the heavens.

Ye Qingchen did it.

He executed all seven Demon Kings, not allowing them to advance even a step.

"This is Taotian Palace!"

Countless disciples looked at the figure ahead, feeling as if the fear that once enveloped their hearts vanished in an instant. It seemed as long as Ye Qingchen was there, Taotian Palace would not fall!

They were even dizzy with awe, their minds captivated!

This is Ye Qingchen!

This is the strength of the first among his peers in Cyan Continent!

Though unreachable.

Yet yearning for!

"Brother!"

Ye Qing covered her mouth, eyes filled with both pain and excitement.

Hong Man gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff tightly, a deep sense of helplessness rising in his heart. His strength was not weak, yet in this situation, he couldn’t help at all.

"Roar!"

The monsters below the mountain unleashed a chorus of howls.

Seeing Ye Qingchen staggering, they grew restless.

However.

Ye Qingchen’s gaze focused, directly glancing at those monsters.

The monster hordes, ready to take advantage of Ye Qingchen’s heavy injuries, trembled violently in their hearts, and without any hesitation, that area of monsters scattered in disarray, retreating several hundred meters back.

Clearly.

The monsters were afraid!

Even just a glance from Ye Qingchen instilled fear in them! Made them dare not act recklessly!

"What is...?"

And at this moment.

Mu Shanhe, who was battling Qin Wentian in the sky, suddenly focused his gaze.

He noticed.

The seven Demon Kings who followed him to Taotian Palace did not survive, all fallen outside Taotian Palace, beneath that young man’s feet. Moreover, that single person was sufficiently powerful to make thousands of monsters hesitate to act!

"How could it be, this kid..."

Mu Shanhe almost ground his teeth to pieces.

To know.

In his view.

The strongest combat force in Taotian Palace was Qin Wentian. With powers granted upon revival, he possessed the Proficient Core Ninth Heaven strength, able to contend with Qin Wentian.

As for Ye Qingchen, he was of no concern; the seven Demon Kings could effortlessly kill him. Adjoining them, he could vanquish Qin Wentian and flatten Taotian Palace!

Yet now.

Ye Qingchen unexpectedly executed the seven Demon Kings single-handedly.

"Mu Shanhe, you’re approaching your end. Still have the mindset to care about elsewhere?"

Qin Wentian also understood what transpired below.

Especially seeing Ye Qingchen execute the seven Demon Kings, he felt elated beyond measure. Henceforth, he need not hold back, launching an unrestrained assault against Mu Shanhe. With a roar, Qin Wentian tore through the heavens and rushed before Mu Shanhe.

"Not good!"

Mu Shanhe’s heart trembled.

It was only now.

He realized he was facing a Proficient Core Ninth Heaven powerhouse.

"Swish!"

Without any hesitation, he spun like a specter, swiftly retreating. Concurrently, with a sudden flip of his right hand, a black skull abruptly flew out from his palm.

As the skull emerged, it swiftly divided into two, then into four, and within moments, it became a sky full of skulls.

Simultaneously, the eye sockets of the myriad skulls flashed red, opening their mouths to emit endless cries. This terrifying roar spread afar, transforming into surging sound waves aimed at Qin Wentian.

"You think these tricks can stop me?"

Seeing the skulls filling the sky, a trace of ridicule flashed in Qin Wentian’s eyes.

"Boom!"

In the next moment.

Rather than slowing down, his speed increased, growing more ferocious and intense.

Amid countless gazes.

Qin Wentian was like a cyan lightning bolt, charging at the myriad skulls.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

At this moment.

Qin Wentian was like a void-leaping leopard, a unleashed arrow, a whistling wind. Where he dashed, the entire void trembled, like ripples on a lake surface.

The skulls hit by the blast reacted as if struck by bolts, all exploding.

Instantaneously, they vanished without a trace.

Then.

Transformed into a cyan light, Qin Wentian fiercely struck Mu Shanhe, who was engulfed in demonic flames.

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion suddenly erupted.

At this instant.

The entire Taotian Peak seemed to tremble mightily, the formidable air currents generated upon impact transformed into turbulent waves, sweeping across the land. Meanwhile, the Taotian Hall, riddled with cracks, couldn’t withstand anymore, collapsing with a shrill boom.

This frightening exchange was even more fierce than the confrontation between Qin Wentian and Hua Yuntian at the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference.

"Who’s victorious?"

The disciples of Taotian Palace, repeatedly retreating from the shockwaves, hurriedly gazed to the sky.

Even Ye Qingchen dared not relax, fixing his gaze on the void.

The moment they collided seemed infinitely protracted; to the audience, time seemed to halt.

"Boom!"

Under the astonished gazes.

Mu Shanhe, suspended in mid-air, spat blood, and at once, descended like a shooting star without any interval or warning. Falling from thousands of feet above, crashing to the ground.

"Boom!"

Taotian Peak trembled once again.

As if a quake had erupted.

Only to see.

Under Qin Wentian’s ferocious strike, Mu Shanhe landed, embedding into the earth, creating a pit hundreds of meters deep!

"Die!"

Qin Wentian roared furiously, momentum not declining but rising, crushing towards Mu Shanhe at an even swifter pace.

"I won’t die here!"

"Killing me, isn’t that easy!"

Facing Qin Wentian’s relentless assault, Mu Shanhe madly laughed. His eyes shone with intense black light, flipping his right hand, revealing an object in his palm.

The item was a pitch-black token.

Inlaid with the inscription ’卐’.

"Elder Qin, be careful!"

Seeing the token.

Ye Qingchen’s pupils constricted, shouting a warning.

"What?"

Before Qin Wentian could react, Mu Shanhe formed a strange seal, hurling the token. It ascended with a terrifying gunshot resonating through the void!

Amidst the gunshot, the entire sky dimmed, the boundless demonic Qi overhead furiously flooding into the black token.

Simultaneously.

Within the overwhelming black light, a massive black giant spear, dozens of meters long, materialized mid-air. Forming swiftly, it shot directly at Qin Wentian!

Clearly.

This was Mu Shanhe’s final move!

A lethal technique!

This was the token of the entity from Abyssal Valley in Tongxuan Continent!