Chapter 128: Wrath of the Immortal Emperor

Jinyun's plight was unknown to Ye Chen.

At this moment, he was still within the forbidden space, his body emitting a radiant glow, pure and bright, suspended around him like moonlight, dazzling and beautiful.

He resembled a round moon, emitting a colorful glow.

"The Moon Cold Pearl hasn't disappointed me. I've finally restored to the peak of the Imperial Martial Realm."

Ye Chen opened his eyes, filled with satisfaction and contentment.

Now, with the help of spirit stones and sacred-grade spirit medicines, he could refine some pills and break through to the Transcendent Realm. Once he reached the Transcendent Realm, he would be closer to the Immortal Path, advancing further.

Returning to the Immortal Martial Realm was within reach.

As he stepped out of the forbidden space, Ye Chen prepared to return to the North Cold Palace, where he would use a billion spirit stones to set up an array and utilize the power of the Transcendent Realm to break through.

But suddenly, his pupils trembled, and two beams of light burst forth, piercing through the hundred thousand snow-capped mountains, looking towards the direction of the North Cold Palace.

"Such powerful fluctuations. Could a strong enemy be attacking?"

Ye Chen muttered, the fluctuations were formidable, seeming to be from several sources, and not weaker than those of the North Cold and North Bound Palaces. Some even matched the strength of the Snow Guards of the North Cold Palace.

Who had arrived and was wreaking havoc?

He didn't dare to hesitate, immediately transforming into a stream of light and rushing forward.

He had sent Mu Qingxue back to Tianyou City, leaving no one in the North Cold Palace who could contend with such powerful enemies.

Although he didn't have many people he cared about, Lin Miaoyin was considered a friend, and he couldn't allow anything to happen to her.

Otherwise, he would blame himself for his carelessness.

"Lord Ye Wuji!"

Kneeling in the snow, Yin Zheng'an, who had initially despaired, suddenly saw a streak of light rushing towards him. He looked up and saw the streak of light approaching rapidly, almost too fast for his eyes to follow.

In the next moment, the snow around him stirred, and a long streak of light gradually converged. Ye Chen had already appeared before him.

So fast!

This was Yin Zheng'an's instinctual reaction.

But before he could even marvel at it, he hurriedly spoke, "Lord Ye Wuji, something terrible has happened!"

Ye Chen's speed was astonishing. In no time, he saw several figures ahead, among them Lin Ran carrying Lin Miaoyin, surrounded by Yin Zheng'an, desperately flying forward.

Behind them were some Imperial Warriors of Jinyun, fighting desperately but quickly perishing.

"After all this, Jinyun will have no more Imperial Warriors."

Qu Yuanjia relentlessly pursued, seeming to sense that Lin Miaoyin hadn't died yet. For Ye Wuji's girlfriend, she was a target he must kill.

Terrifying palm seals condensed out of thin air, bursting forth directly to engulf Yin Zheng'an and the others, intending to crush them completely.

Ye Chen's pupils suddenly turned crimson. He had already sensed Lin Miaoyin's aura, which was almost non-existent.

With a single hand gesture, he mobilized the power of the Nine Heavens, rapidly condensing palm seals and fiercely striking out.

"Little Dust!"

Lin Ran watched the elongated figure ahead with a mixture of relief and hope. Yin Zheng'an also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had one foot in the grave but had been forcefully pulled back.

This life seemed to have been spared.

"Hmm!"

The next moment, the two palm seals collided in the sky, constantly intertwining, and the terrifying shockwaves swept through the air. Yin Zheng'an couldn't completely avoid them and was hit, spitting blood and falling again.

But fortunately, most of the destructive force was neutralized, and there was no danger to his life.

"Little Dust..."

Lin Ran looked at Ye Chen with great anticipation.

"Lin Miaoyin's heart meridian is severed, her life force is fading away. Without the Soul Rebirth Pill, there's no chance of her waking up."

Ye Chen said in a deep voice, his expression extremely grim.

Lin Miaoyin's injuries were indeed severe. Her heart meridian was shattered, her heart was on the verge of breaking, and her life force was dwindling. It was like a burst dam, bound to run out sooner or later.

It could be said that she was almost fated to die. No matter how she was treated, it would only delay the inevitable death.

"As long as there's a solution, I believe Little Dust will be able to save Miaoyin." Lin Ran, ignorant of the Soul Rebirth Pill, felt somewhat relieved upon hearing that there might be another solution.

Ye Chen didn't explain further, perhaps not knowing how to explain, or perhaps unable to bear to see Lin Ran, who had just harbored hope, fall into despair again.

At the same time, warriors from the Purple Pure Yang and Golden Cicada sects had gathered.

Terrifying pressure enveloped the surroundings, making the air hum.

"Ye Wuji, you finally show yourself." Gold Wu Tian looked at Ye Chen. Although they hadn't met before, being able to neutralize Qu Yuanjia's attack and being so young, there was no one else but Ye Wuji.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the dozens of martial artists from the two sects, his gaze appearing calm.

No, precisely, it was indifferent. It was a cold indifference, as if he was indifferent to the world, indifferent to all living beings.

In the next moment, he rose into the air, his killing intent gradually flowing, filling the heavens and the earth, as if the entire space was about to become a hell of slaughter. His pupils narrowed, slits of eyes, with only killing intent emanating from them.

"The Emperor of Martial Arts has returned. Few are the people I care about."

"And Lin Miaoyin happens to be one of them."

"You should not have laid a hand on her. Really, you shouldn't have."

"Even if you slaughter Jinyun, I wouldn't care. But hurting my friend, you will bear my wrath."

"And my wrath is the wrath of the Immortal Emperor, which no one can withstand."

Ye Chen walked in the void and walked slowly towards the two warriors. Every word and sentence seemed very light, but fell clearly in everyone's ears.

That voice seemed to carry a kind of magical power, capable of absorbing the soul and making people tremble.