Chapter 56 Consequences

Boom!

A deafening roar echoed as the attacks of the two collided, rapidly reverberating.

The imprint of Ye Lingtian's Falling Mountain Palm was gradually being destroyed, but the remaining might of the Wind God Palm continued to descend.

"How is this possible?!"

Ye Lingtian's expression was horrified as the palm print of Ye Feng, unexpectedly shattered his power, bringing him immense pressure.

Just at the fourth level of True Martial Realm, how could it be so powerful?

"Shattered Golden Eagle Claw, shatter for me!"

Ye Lingtian quickly retreated, while his sharp claws reappeared. The sharp intent swiftly condensed, like countless sharp swords surging out, tearing apart the remaining might of the Wind God Palm.

However, with a forceful strike from Ye Feng, it was not that simple. With his enhanced agility, Ye Chen appeared ghostly above Ye Lingtian's head, his palm imprint like a mountain, yet like a vast expanse of sky, crazily crushing down.

"Shatter for me."

Ye Lingtian once again gathered his claws, intending to shatter the opponent's palm imprint again. But at this moment, the sharp claws, like swords, found it difficult to make any progress as they entered the palm imprint, leaving Ye Lingtian momentarily stunned.

This brief moment of hesitation was enough to determine the outcome.

With a flash, Ye Feng accelerated, pushing his speed to the limit. His hand rose and fell, the wind roaring, and a palm imprint exploded in front of Ye Lingtian.

"Boom!"

Under the terrifying roar, Ye Lingtian was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily onto the arena, spitting out a large amount of blood, his momentum instantly diminished.

"Hiss!"

The sound of shock reverberated instantly, and the people of the Ye Family, even more horrified, stood up.

Liu Qianlang, Liu Qianzhong, Liu Jianghong, and others all had their expressions drastically changed, their gazes gathered on the stage.

The result of this battle was equally shocking.

Ye Lingtian, at the seventh level of True Martial Realm, was three levels higher than Ye Feng. They originally thought that victory would be easily within their grasp, but in the brief exchange, it was Ye Lingtian who fell!

Did Ye Feng declare his return with this battle?

"How is it possible, Marshal Ye has been defeated!"

"At just the fourth level of True Martial Realm, defeating an opponent three levels higher, how is this possible?"

The crowd was in an uproar, finding it truly unbelievable.

Ye Shuixian smiled. She had waited too long for this day, imagined this scene countless times, and now, it had finally come true, all because of Ye Chen.

Liu Jiangmo also smiled.

But he knew, this was just the beginning.

Behind the Ye Family, there was still the royal family, and behind the royal family, there was the Northern Cold Palace!

The real shock was yet to come.

"Ye Lingtian, sixteen years have passed, and your growth is disappointing." Ye Feng looked at the fallen Ye Lingtian, his voice calm, without much mockery. The result spoke for itself.

Ye Lingtian's complexion was pale, devoid of any color.

He was Ye Lingtian, the head of the Ye Family, a dignified marshal. Today, he stood with Liu Jianghong, intending to be a sharp sword to advance further.

However, it was unfortunate that before the real storm arrived, he had already fallen, kicked out of the game.

"Ye Lingtian, are you worthy of being the head of the Ye Family?"

Ye Feng ignored Ye Lingtian and looked up at the Ye Family members in the stands.

Back then, when he was at his lowest, the Ye Family wanted to drive him out and chose Ye Lingtian instead. He couldn't accept it. He wanted to ask, how could Ye Lingtian, compared to him?

Perhaps this resentment came from his father.

Back then, it was his father who made the decision. It was his most respected father. Just because his cultivation was suppressed, he ruthlessly abandoned him and chose Ye Lingtian.

Sixteen years had passed, and there was not even a trace of fatherly affection left. Today, was he still not going to show up?

"I want the Ye Family to pay the price for what happened back then!" Ye Feng's expression was grim as he walked step by step towards Ye Lingtian. The outcome was decided, but the battle was not over.

"Protect the head of the family!"

Many Ye Family warriors, whether they were Ye Lingtian's guards or not, jumped down from the stands and rushed towards the arena, wanting to protect Ye Lingtian.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Ye Chen leaped off the stage and stood in front of the Ye Family warriors, blocking their path.

"Father, do what you want to do." Ye Chen spoke softly, this was his promise to Ye Feng, otherwise, the Ye Family would have been destroyed three months ago.

"Young Master Chen." On the stand, Wu Qingshuai stepped forward, wanting to take action.

But Ye Chen stopped him, saying, "The grievances of the Ye Family will be resolved by us."

With these words, the crowd erupted again.

Father and son, Ye Chen, were going to confront the entire Ye Family on their own without the help of the Third Prince?

Wasn't that too arrogant?

"Take them down!" Ye Long, clutching his severed arm, glared fiercely and madly at Ye Chen.

The outcome of this battle was an absolute disgrace to them as a father and son, and even to the entire Ye Family. They must make Ye Chen and his father pay with their lives, otherwise, the humiliation in their hearts could not be washed away.

"My father is seeking retribution. You'd better not act, otherwise, you'll bear the consequences!" Ye Chen ignored Ye Long and looked calmly at the many Ye Family warriors, appearing calm and unruffled.

"Consequences? Just from you?"

The Ye Family warriors sneered angrily, whether they were guards of the family head or high-ranking members of the Ye Family, they were all formidable in strength. Even the weakest among them was at the fourth level of True Martial Realm. What qualifications did Ye Chen have to make them bear the consequences?

"Since you want to court death, let's go together. I don't have time to waste with you." Ye Chen carried himself with ease, one hand behind his back, appearing even more composed.

As if he were facing a group of ants in front of him, not the elite of the Ye Family.

"Seeking death!"

A Ye Family warrior at the fourth level of True Martial Realm angrily attacked, wielding a long sword that generated a fierce wind as it slashed out like a venomous snake, aiming straight for Ye Chen's throat.

The sinister and terrifying aura permeated the surroundings, causing the crowd to retreat in fear, afraid of being harmed by the aftermath.

Things had progressed to this point, and the ensuing battle would undoubtedly be a storm. How could they dare to get involved?

As the sinister and terrifying blade descended, many thought that Ye Chen would surely die.

However, Ye Chen remained calm, his demeanor unchanged. His calm and composed demeanor made people wonder if he was stupid or if he was too intimidated to move, only able

 to passively accept death.

The answer was revealed the moment the blade fell.

Ye Chen's other hand, seemingly casually extended, stretched out two fingers and effortlessly caught the opponent's long sword.

"Single-handedly holding a long sword!"

The crowd was shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

That was a single blow from a warrior at the fourth level of True Martial Realm, yet it was caught so easily. How could Ye Chen be so powerful?

The Ye Family warrior who attacked was also shocked, staring in horror at Ye Chen.

He wanted to withdraw his sword and fight again, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't retrieve his long sword. In an instant, a sense of terror flashed through his heart.

"Now, it's time for you to bear the consequences."

Ye Chen raised his head, his gaze sharpening at that moment, his fingertips exerting force, shattering the long sword. At the same time, he swung his palm, as if there were flashes of swords accompanying it, accompanied by blood.

"Ah!"

The warrior screamed in agony instantly, his body madly retreating, his hand covering his right arm, blood spraying everywhere, and one arm forever separated from his body, lying on the ground.

Silence, the crowd fell silent.

Another move, another severed arm.

That was a warrior at the fourth level of True Martial Realm.

How could Ye Chen be so terrifying?

Without a sword in hand, why was there a sword aura?