Chapter 8: God of Slaughter
Ye Chen's words were light, but they resonated like thunder, shaking everyone present.
He wanted to challenge the entire Liu and Ouyang families?
He wanted to make them rest in eternal slumber?
Was he really that confident?
Although he surprised everyone by overpowering Liu Qing, Liu Wanglong was at the Spirit Martial Quadruple realm, stronger than Liu Qing. Ouyang Xiong was also at the peak of the Spirit Martial Triple realm, not weaker than Liu Qing. Just these two could pose a significant challenge to him.
Not to mention the other martial artists; with over twenty of them from both families combined, did he really think he could take them on single-handedly?
"What a crazy guy."
"He dares to provoke even the third prince. Is there anything he wouldn't do?"
"Too impulsive. His talent far surpasses Liu Qing's. If he knew how to bide his time, he still had a chance to rise. But being too crazy and impulsive, he's doomed to fall."
People around shook their heads and whispered.
They all thought Ye Chen was too reckless and impulsive. Challenging two major families and daring to defy the third prince—where was the chance of success in that?
Even Ye Feng felt a twinge of worry for Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen stood quietly, his face calm and serene, showing no ripples of emotion—only a fierce intent to kill.
Even if it was for the original owner of this body, both the Liu and Ouyang families had to die.
"Kill Ye Chen first!"
Liu Wanglong waved his hand lightly, and all the martial artists from the Liu family swarmed towards Ye Chen, their expressions cold and their gazes sharp, exuding a terrifying aura.
Ouyang Xiong also gestured, and numerous martial artists from the Ouyang family joined forces with the Liu family to surround Ye Chen.
The people around instinctively took several steps back, afraid of being affected by the aftermath. This was a battle of Spirit Martial experts, after all.
But Ye Chen remained calm, his demeanor unaffected. It was as if the ones surrounding him were not martial artists, but mere ants.
"Attack!"
A martial artist immediately shouted, his long knife flashing with terrifying spirit energy as it whistled towards Ye Chen. At the same time, the other martial artists also attacked.
In an instant, more than twenty attacks swept out from all directions, bombarding Ye Chen.
This scene made the onlookers secretly alarmed; they all doubted Ye Chen's chances.
Even though his combat strength was impressive and he could shatter many attacks, could he break more than twenty simultaneous attacks?
As long as one attack landed and impacted him, he would undoubtedly be injured, gradually suppressed, and ultimately destroyed.
"Boom!"
Terrifying attacks descended in an instant. The crowd was horrified to see a brilliant light emanate from Ye Chen's body, shining like a myriad of stars in the night sky, dazzling and resplendent.
Those blade strikes descended like they were striking unyielding rocks, emitting a piercing hum as they failed to harm Ye Chen in the slightest.
"This... How is this possible?"
"He's completely unscathed. How did he do it?"
The crowd erupted into astonishment, with Liu Wanglong and Ouyang Xiong's pupils shrinking in disbelief.
These weren't just ordinary martial artists; they were Spirit Martial experts. Yet, over twenty simultaneous attacks failed to harm Ye Chen in the slightest. Was his physical body truly this formidable?
"So weak."
Ye Chen sneered.
What was body refinement if not like refining a weapon, forging the body into a divine tool? The body was the vessel, the foundation of a martial artist's power. If this vessel was fragile, how could it withstand the might of heaven and earth? Moreover, Ye Chen practiced the Starry Sky Body Technique, making his physical body even more formidable.
In the vast Canglan Continent, let alone those with lower realms, even those with realms two or three levels higher would likely struggle to harm his physical body.
"Kill!"
Ye Chen's voice was cold as he suddenly made his move, seizing a long blade.
As the blade flashed, a killing intent swept forth. Two figures were directly engulfed by the blade's edge, not even having the chance to scream before being pierced through the heart, dying instantly.
At this moment, Ye Chen seemed like the God of Slaughter, advancing step by step. Wherever his blade passed, someone would fall.
The simple act of slaughter shook everyone's hearts.
They had thought that over twenty Spirit Martial experts would pose a significant challenge to Ye Chen. But in his eyes, these martial artists were like ants, utterly powerless to resist.
The martial artists from the Liu and Ouyang families were all terrified and incredulous. They hadn't expected Ye Chen to be so terrifying, ignoring their attacks. Wherever his blade went, someone died, like the arrival of a god of slaughter.
Silent!
Deadly silent!
Everyone looked at Ye Chen in fear and disbelief.
He was so terrifying!
"Ye Chen, I want you dead."
Ouyang Xiong couldn't stand it anymore. The Ouyang family only had this much strength in the Spirit Martial realm. If they were all wiped out, the Ouyang family's power would be greatly diminished, making it difficult to survive in Tianyou City.
"Annihilation Palm!"
Vast spiritual energy condensed in his hand as the Annihilation Palm imprint formed, descending to kill Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen simply sliced through the palm imprint with his blade, even forcing Ouyang Xiong to retreat.
"Is this what you call the Annihilation Palm?"
Ye Chen sneered disdainfully. Such a domineering name, yet so weak in reality. It was a disgrace to the name "Annihilation Palm."
The blade reappeared, claiming several more lives.
In just a few breaths, all the Spirit Martial experts from the Liu and Ouyang families were wiped out, leaving only Liu Wanglong and Ouyang Xiong.
"Now, it's your turn."
Ye Chen raised his hand, the blade pointing towards Ouyang Xiong and Liu Wanglong.
His voice was cold, sending a chill through the entire arena, causing everyone to shiver.
"The God of Slaughter, he's not just a madman, but a god of slaughter."
Everyone felt a deep sense of fear. Ye Chen's madness and dominance shook them to their core.
Even Liu Wanglong and Ouyang Xiong couldn't help but tremble inwardly.
If it were possible, they would never want to be enemies with such a madman.
"You're strong, but trying to suppress us might not be enough," Liu Wanglong gritted his teeth, then suddenly clapped his palms towards Ye Chen. Countless curved blades shot out, seemingly filling the space and slashing towards Ye Chen, each one exuding a terrifying edge capable of destroying anything in its path.
"Annihilation Palm."
Ouyang Xiong moved as soon as Liu Wanglong attacked.
Their combined strike, executed with precision, would have been enough to deal with any other Spirit Martial experts. Originally, this strike was prepared for Ye Feng. However, Ye Chen exceeded their expectations and disrupted their plans.
Even so, Ye Chen had to die.
"Interesting."
Watching the coordinated attack of the two, Ye Chen showed no fear. Instead, he praised them.
"Unfortunately, you're facing me."
With a light sigh, Ye Chen's blade descended. The simple yet powerful blade fell at the intersection of the two attacks, instantly causing them to explode and sweep outwards.
Liu Wanglong's blade and Ouyang Xiong's palm imprint shattered instantly.
But the terrifying residual force of the blade swept towards the two of them.
"How is this possible!"
Liu Wanglong and Ouyang Xiong were horrified.
Ye Chen had actually broken their combined attack with a single move. It was as if he had struck the snake at its weakest point, dismantling their power from its most vulnerable spot.
"Kill!"
An icy voice emanated from Ye Chen's mouth as his blade flickered, directly engulfing Ouyang Xiong. Blood sprayed, screams echoing.
Liu Wanglong's expression trembled with madness. With no hesitation, he attempted to flee.
But Ye Chen wouldn't give him the chance to escape. The blade pierced through his back, blood splattering on the ground.
The crowd trembled violently.
Ouyang Xiong and Liu Wanglong, both were so easily overwhelmed by Ye Chen.
Ye Chen, how terrifying.
Was this still the same inconspicuous, mediocre youth from before?