Chapter 102: The Might of the Nine Abyss Platform

"Release them."

Ye Chen held North Guanghan by the throat, pinning him to the ground, and looked up at the Imperial Warriors of the North Han Palace.

His words were icy and unquestionable.

"You release them first." The Imperial Warrior who had been holding Lin Miaoyin's throat responded with a deep voice.

With a soft sound, Ye Chen's palm turned into a blade, directly stabbing into North Guanghan's chest, eliciting another painful scream, piercing and shrill.

"My patience is limited. Release them," Ye Chen reiterated.

The numerous warriors of the North Han Palace felt their hearts convulsing.

He's mad, they thought. He's truly mad.

But even though Ye Chen was mad, they dared not be.

If their young master were to truly perish, they would definitely follow him in death.

"Stop, please stop."

The Imperial Warrior dared not gamble anymore. He immediately released his grip on Lin Miaoyin's throat, but the killing intent was still locked onto her.

"I release them, you release her, understood?"

"They're just ants, ready to be killed at any moment."

Ye Chen glanced disdainfully at North Guanghan, slowly retracting his blade-hand, and looked towards Lin Miaoyin. "Miaoyin, come here."

Freed from the control, Lin Miaoyin approached Ye Chen with tears in her eyes.

North Guanghan also got up from the ground, glaring fiercely at Ye Chen before heading back to his own camp.

"Ye Chen, I'm sorry," Lin Miaoyin said with guilt as she reached Ye Chen.

"This isn't your fault," Ye Chen replied, taking off his cloak and draping it over Lin Miaoyin.

He was right. North Guanghan's grudge had nothing to do with her. Ye Chen had come here for the sake of the North Han Palace and North Guanghan. It was he who had implicated Lin Miaoyin.

"Kill them, kill them for me!"

Freed from immediate danger, North Guanghan began to scream frantically.

Today's defeat had completely tarnished his reputation.

Ranked thirty-first on the Wind and Cloud Ranking, the strongest genius in the Jinyou Territory, he had failed to even catch Ye Chen off guard, losing an arm and almost being killed.

This kind of humiliation, even if Ye Chen were to be cut into a thousand pieces, would not be enough to wash it away.

"Qingxue."

Ye Chen called out softly, and Qingxue and Lin Ran emerged from the crowd.

"Protect them," Ye Chen ordered, pushing Lin Miaoyin off the high platform into Qingxue's arms.

Then Ye Chen raised his head, his gaze turning extremely cold and filled with terrifying killing intent. It was as if a demon from hell had emerged, turning the world into a living hell.

"North Guanghan, how do you want to die?"

Ye Chen's cold gaze locked onto North Guanghan.

He could spare North Guanghan once in exchange for Lin Miaoyin. But as he had said, these were just ants, ready to be killed at any moment. Moreover, his purpose in coming here was to kill North Guanghan. How could he let him go now?

"You'd better think about how you want to die," North Guanghan sneered.

He admitted that he had underestimated Ye Chen, leading to his humiliation. But now, he would not be the least bit careless. With over ten mid-level Imperial Warriors, they could definitely tear Ye Chen apart.

"I want you dead. Who can save you?"

As Ye Chen looked at North Guanghan, who was hiding behind his Imperial Warriors, he spoke indifferently, then stomped his foot forcefully, rushing out with a surge of terrifying power, causing the heavens and earth to change, the wind to rise, and the clouds to surge, as if a terrifying demon had emerged from hell, turning the world into hell.

"You brat, die for me!"

The numerous Imperial Warriors of the North Han Palace, already locked onto Ye Chen's position at North Guanghan's command, gathered their power and attacked simultaneously.

In an instant, more than ten terrifying forces shook the space, like a storm of destruction, engulfing Ye Chen.

"Fist of the Wind God!"

"Infinite Starlight!"

Ye Chen clapped his hands together, unleashing a torrent of power from both hands, like a vortex, sweeping towards the ten-plus Imperial Warriors, colliding with their attacks.

Under the earth-shattering sound, Ye Chen's attack was the first to shatter. His footsteps trembled slightly, and his speed came to a halt.

But even so, the onlookers trembled in fear.

A True Martial Realm cultivator, fighting more than ten mid-level Imperial Warriors and not being instantly killed, but instead resisting their attacks, Ye Chen was truly terrifying.

However, everyone still did not favor Ye Chen. After all, the enemies he faced were too numerous and too powerful!

"Die!"

The warriors of the North Han Palace attacked again, countless attacks erupting, carrying terrifying destructive power, covering the sky and earth, once again engulfing Ye Chen.

A terrifying blood-red light burst forth from Ye Chen's eyes. His blood boiled, and in front of him, a stone platform appeared, resembling a tower - it was none other than the Nine Abyss Platform.

Although Ye Chen's current strength was insufficient to unleash the full power of the Nine Abyss Platform, his blood was connected to it. The power he could unleash was still extremely terrifying.

With a step forward, Ye Chen's palm trembled lightly, and the Nine Abyss Platform instantly rose into the air, continuously radiating light.

Originally a miniaturized tower, it instantly transformed into a hundred-zhang tall platform, emitting a dull sound that made everyone feel as if their blood and hearts were jumping, gradually roiling.

The most deeply affected were those Imperial Warriors on the platform.

They looked up at the seemingly sky-shrouding Nine Abyss Platform, feeling their hearts tremble, their blood vessels pulsate, a terrifying pressure making them feel fear down to their bones.

"What grade of profound weapon is this?" One of the Imperial Warriors trembled as he spoke. This terrifying oppression was probably a peak-grade Imperial Weapon, right?

"Descend!" At that moment, Ye Chen's finger beckoned, and the hundred-zhang Nine Abyss Platform descended from the sky, pressing towards those Imperial Warriors.

"Thud!"

In an instant, those Imperial Warriors from the North Han Palace felt their heartbeats accelerate, their blood boiling, as if about to burst. Instinctively, they retreated, but the pressure from the Nine Abyss Platform didn't hesitate, rapidly pressing forward.

"Die!" Ye Chen coldly uttered a word, continuously guiding the Nine Abyss Platform, pursuing and pressing.

"Thud!"

The hearts of the North Han Palace warriors beat even faster, seemingly uncontrollable.

"Thud!"

Their blood was about to boil to the extreme, their veins protruding, about to burst.

"Shatter it."

The North Han Palace Imperial Warriors panicked, gathering their strength frantically, all directed towards the Nine Abyss Platform, attempting to shatter it.

However, how could the power of mere Imperial Warriors break a Emperor-level Immortal Artifact? Those seemingly terrifying attacks, when they landed on the Nine Abyss Platform, dissipated instantly like waves crashing against the shore.

And the pressure from the Nine Abyss Platform remained undiminished.

"Disperse."

Some Imperial Warriors cried out in fear, and in an instant, over a dozen of them scattered.

"I remember you, so, your fate is death without a doubt." Ye Chen locked onto the Imperial Warrior who had previously held Lin Miaoyin.

He had said he remembered him, so the consequence was death.

The Nine Abyss Platform pressed down, emanating terrifying yet rhythmic vibrations.

"Poof!"

That person was instantly shaken to the point of spitting blood, the crimson liquid swiftly devoured by the Nine Abyss Platform, flying out in all directions, resonating around him.

"Ah... No..."

That person erupted in a frenzy of counterattacks, but it was futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The Nine Abyss Platform shattered his power, ruthlessly pressing down. His blood vessels began to rupture, his heart shattered, his flesh torn apart, blood continuously blooming, crazily devoured by the Nine Abyss Platform.

In just a moment, that person fell powerless from the sky, ultimately suppressed by the Nine Abyss Platform. The outcome was self-evident.

The entire scene fell silent at this moment.

Eyes filled with horror looked at Ye Chen, then at the terrifying Nine Abyss Platform, their expressions exceptionally vivid.

A Sixth-level Imperial Warrior, killed like this?!

The terrifying Nine Abyss Platform!

The terrifying Ye.