Chapter 196: Suppressing the Nine Hells

"You three, come at me together!"

This sentence, uttered by Ye Chen several times, had never been taken seriously by the trio of Situ Ba Huang. They thought Ye Chen wasn't qualified.

But now, things were different.

Who could have imagined that with just a flick of his finger, Ye Wuji would shatter the battle formations of two powerful opponents?

The billions of people surrounding them had long been holding their breath, afraid to even exhale audibly.

This scene was beyond their wildest imagination. Ye Wuji, who emerged seemingly out of nowhere, had actually reached this point, with a chance to intimidate the Nine Hells and achieve dominance.

"Ye Wuji, taste the supreme skill of my Situ Clan—the Nine Hells Saint Emperor Fist!"

Situ Ba Huang strolled forward, radiating brilliant golden light, exuding an emperor's aura. Behind him, golden rays converged into a fist imprint, akin to the judgment of an emperor, fiercely smashing towards Ye Wuji.

The air was filled with righteous qi, and wherever the fist imprint passed, it seemed to subdue all things.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

Ye Chen's lips curled up, stepping forward with boundless momentum, his fist swinging.

"Boom!"

Two earth-shattering fist imprints collided, shocking everyone. The top expert of the Nine Hells was sent flying, his Saint Emperor Fist imprint shattering.

The residual might of the Wind and Cloud Seal didn't diminish much, directly causing Situ Ba Huang to vomit blood, instantly wounded.

"My god!"

Witnessing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Even Situ Ba Huang, as powerful as he was, couldn't withstand a single punch from Ye Wuji?

Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief.

"The Nine Hells is really going to change."

Amidst the shock, everyone sighed in amazement. Even the top three of the Imperial Rankings, joining forces, couldn't stop Ye Wuji. The Nine Hells might soon be under his command, kneeling at his feet.

"However..."

Ye Chen waved his sleeve, a hint of disappointment on his face. Indeed, in terms of cultivation, he was weaker than Situ Ba Huang. However, his understanding of the Infinite surpassed Situ Ba Huang by a mile. How could Situ Ba Huang be his match?

"Come at me with another sword strike, the second move of the Nine Hells Shocking Heaven Technique—Birth of the Nine Hells!"

Without waiting for Ye Chen to chase after them, Jian Rongzhi struck again.

The rules of the heavens transformed into countless swords.

Looking up from below, one could see endless sword qi falling like stars, dazzling and beautiful. However, behind this beauty lurked a terrifying lethality.

"The Birth of the Nine Hells? Haha."

In Ye Chen's eyes, this mighty sword technique seemed too ordinary, even inferior to the aura Ye Youlan had given him. It was like child's play, completely non-threatening.

"You're not worthy of wielding a sword before me."

Ye Chen pointed his finger, two qi forces roaring out, intertwining and evolving.

The Vermillion Bird spread its wings, the Black Tortoise pressed down, as if supporting the heavens and encompassing all things. Jian Rongzhi's sword qi descended like a torrential rain into the sea, disappearing instantly.

"This is impossible, give way!"

Jian Rongzhi's face turned grim, roaring continuously, desperately trying to break through Ye Chen's sword qi.

As his sword intent soared, the Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise expanded, covering an area of thousands of meters. It seemed that Jian Rongzhi's strength had completely merged with the Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, only to be devoured by them.

In the end, everything within a radius of thousands of meters was enveloped by the Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise. Every wisp of space, every wisp of airflow, trembled with Ye Chen's manipulation.

Jian Rongzhi's sword qi dissipated completely.

"Help me quickly!"

Feeling the overwhelming sword intent, as if it could destroy him, Jian Rongzhi cried out in fear.

"Ye Wuji, face my sword again."

Yuwu Xishi hurriedly descended, wielding his Tang Blade to the extreme. However, there was no blade edge appearing, as if it were hidden in a certain area of space, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Ye Wuji, face my punch!"

Situ Ba Huang also descended, his Emperor's aura fully unleashed. Like a king of an era, his dazzling sword aura covered the sky, and one after another, seals emerged from the light curtain, like a downpour, fiercely bombarding Ye Chen.

"Hidden blade techniques, fists pressing the world, but unfortunately, they're useless against me. Get lost!"

Ye Chen waved his other hand, carrying boundless wind and clouds, palm prints covering the sky. At the same time, the sword intent in his hand also erupted.

The terrifying sword qi poured down, but was devoured by the Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise. Then, the sword qi surged, bursting out as if piercing through heaven and earth, fiercely falling on Jian Rongzhi, directly sending him flying and spitting blood.

On the other side.

The Wind God's Palm crushed Yuwu Xishi's blade aura, accompanying the sound of Yuwu Xishi's miserable scream as he was sent flying.

Blood spurted from his body, his flesh seemingly on the verge of being shattered, a shocking sight to behold.

Situ Ba Huang fared no better. The golden seals that covered the sky burst like bubbles, and the Wind God's Palm landed on him. His strength and defense were like illusions, instantly shattered.

He flew out like a thrown stone, blood spurting continuously.

The three of them, like ants, were forcibly repelled and injured by Ye Wuji's overwhelming strength, leaving those who supported the Seven Sects in despair.

"So powerful, this Ye Wuji is beyond belief."

Countless people trembled in their hearts.

Even Situ Chen and the others from the Alchemy Hall were shocked speechless.

Ye Wuji was too terrifying. Facing the strongest trio of the Nine Hells, he was like an adult playing with children, rendering them helpless.

They had prepared themselves to spare no effort to protect Ye Wuji in case of any danger, but they didn't expect Ye Wuji to be so terrifying that there was no need for them to intervene.

"The Nine Hells is probably going to be unified by Ye Wuji."

The crowd sighed.

Ye Wuji's suppression of the Nine Hells—who could rival him?

Even the strongest trio of the Nine Hells couldn't make the slightest impact. The situation in the Nine Hells was settled.

"I thought you three could pose some challenge to me, but it turns out, you're so pathetic. Since that's the case, let's end it here."

Ye Chen strolled forward, lifting his hand lightly. The winds and clouds converged from all directions, and the terrifying palm prints, like the hand of the heavens, crushed towards Situ Ba Huang and the others.

"Ye Wuji, we'll fight again another day!"

Jian Rongzhi continued to cough up blood, watching the palm prints pressing down from above, his fighting spirit instantly dissipated, and he felt the urge to retreat, wanting to leave.

Yuwu Xishi also dared not to fight again, similarly wanting to flee.

"Ye Wuji, don't get cocky. I will return."

Situ Ba Huang retreated explosively, but his killing intent remained undiminished.

Ye Wuji was strong, surpassing their expectations. Even he found it difficult to suppress them. However, Situ Gucheng would return, and then the Nine Hells would still belong to the Situ Clan.

"I won't let you escape."

Ye Chen shook his head with a cold smile.

"Humph, do you think you can keep us here? Take this!"

Jian Rongzhi used his sword to try to break through the space covered by the palm prints, but he was horrified to find that the palm prints covering the sky remained unmoved. The oppressive force did not diminish in the slightest, but instead became stronger.

Jian Rongzhi was instantly horrified.

Yuwu Xishi also made a move, his blade aura raging, but he couldn't break through the palm prints.