Chapter 1328: Stronger Than We Imagined
"Hiss!"
"This Ye Chen is stronger than we imagined, even stronger than Vice Master Lu!"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu also took a deep breath, muttering to himself.
As soon as he mentioned Vice Master Lu,
Sikong Ying and others in the hall turned pale as if they had heard something terrifying.
These were prominent figures in the Sword Pavilion—
Someone who could make them change color was naturally not an ordinary person, both in identity and strength.
Sikong Ying came back to his senses, sighed, and said: "Vice Master Lu’s talent is unparalleled, the average person really can’t compare..."
"Indeed."
The few Law Enforcement Elders present also nodded.
This Vice Master Lu is the strongest prodigy in the history of the Sword Pavilion in a million years.
This is without exception.
Unexpectedly, today, this legend was broken by Ye Chen.
Considering their own status, Sikong Ying did not overly praise Ye Chen or belittle Vice Master Lu to his face.
Disaster emanates from the mouth.
Who knows if one day, these words might reach Vice Master Lu’s ears.
"Hehe..."
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu naturally caught the underlying meaning of Sikong Ying’s words and smiled indifferently.
He was the Deputy Pavilion Master of the worldly Sword Pavilion, although not holding a position as high as that of Vice Master Lu, he was not too cautious either.
"Vice Master Lu holds supreme power in the worldly affairs; no one can match him. Now with Ye Chen’s sudden rise, it can be said that he has found a worthy opponent!"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu’s eyes shone brilliantly as he spoke slowly.
This speech also carried a trace of resentment.
It was evident how arrogant Vice Master Lu was in the worldly affairs, even suppressing someone of the same status like Deputy Pavilion Master Xu.
Sikong Ying and others knew all too well, so naturally, they did not dare to intervene lightly.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Xu, this Ye Chen is indeed outstanding, but unfortunately, his realm is a bit low. If he grows, he certainly has limitless prospects..."
Elder Duan rubbed his hands together and smiled from the side.
He had interacted with Ye Chen a few times and thought highly of him.
"Yes! Ye Chen does need time..."
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu said meaningfully, a heavy expression on his face.
For a moment.
The atmosphere in the entire hall became incredibly heavy, and no one dared to speak lightly.
...
After Ye Yun killed that weak young man, he sheathed his sword and left.
Originally, he didn’t want to kill the Immortal honoring practitioner, but this guy was really too insidious, provoking his anger.
That’s why Ye Yun decided to kill without mercy.
With one sword, he took the life of the weak young man.
Ye Yun wanted to kill, and even with the Slaughter Token, it was of no use.
Next.
Along the way, Ye Yun encountered some Sword Dao prides of the God Venerate Realm. He didn’t attack them again.
And those Sword Dao prides, upon seeing Ye Yun, were very respectful, not daring to make a move and proactively conceded.
"It seems that in the area I’m in, there are more God Venerate Realm practitioners, which suggests that the teleportation does have a certain selectivity..."
Ye Yun speculated secretly while low-flying.
Along the way, he didn’t encounter a single Sword Dao pride of the God King Realm.
Although he didn’t encounter one, Ye Yun wasn’t anxious.
He just sped up his flight.
Two hours later.
As Ye Yun was flying, suddenly a nimble figure shot into the sky from the dense jungle, blocking Ye Yun’s path.
This was a middle-aged man of the God King Fourth Level, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, holding a sword in one hand, and his eyes brimmed with endless sharpness.
"Haha, ruthless man, what brings you here?"
The middle-aged man laughed heartily.
Ye Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly drew the Silver Dragon Sword, and smiled: "Just came over to play with a few God King realm cultivators..."
"As expected of a ruthless man, so arrogant!"
The middle-aged man laughed, shaking his head in disdain: "I found you unpleasant when we were on the plaza. Since we met in the Bloody Murder Jungle, I’d better send you on your way!"
"Killing me doesn’t grant you points, so why waste your efforts? You might even end up lifting a rock only to drop it on your foot, giving up your own future for nothing..."
In the face of provocation, Ye Yun laughed lightly.
"Haha, how could that be?
You’re just a small cultivator of the God Venerate Fifth Layer, even if you can fight beyond your level, how could you be my opponent?"
The middle-aged man spoke coldly, his eyes filled with disdain, "Killing you is just a single sword’s task for me!"
"Alright, I’ll give you a chance for one sword, lest you remain unconvinced."
Ye Yun lifted his sword and chuckled, his eyes also showing disdain.
In the Divine Mountain Hall.
Elder Duan, seeing this, was extremely displeased and couldn’t help but curse: "This kid relies on his high realm, and still dares to make a move on Ye Chen, really shameless!"
"Indeed, it is a bit excessive..."
Sikong Ying sighed, feeling humiliated and disgraced. After all, this God King Mirror Fourth Layer cultivator casually killing a small cultivator of the God Venerate Fifth Layer was truly excessive.
Killing him... has no points, so why bother?
"No matter, I’ve already reserved Ye Chen!"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu chuckled indifferently.
He had already taken a liking to Ye Chen and intended to recruit him directly to the Sword Pavilion of the worldly affairs.
As a Deputy Pavilion Master, he naturally had that right.
"Well, Ye Chen, still want to provoke me, see how I cleave you back to your hometown with one sword!"
Seeing Ye Chen provoke him with great disdain, the middle-aged man’s anger erupted like a volcano.
He roared and launched an attack on Ye Yun.
Swish, swish, swish... the sky was filled with imposing sword light, instantly flooding the entire void.
Thousands of swords burst forth, each with fearfully terrifying power.
Ye Yun, like a swimming fish, continuously dodged and flipped, no sword shadow could even touch his robe.
In his eyes,
such dense attacks were full of flaws and were very easy to deal with.
"Your sword is really too weak, take one from me!"
Amid the heavy sword shadows, Ye Yun moved with ease, as if out on a casual stroll.
Shh!
He slashed out with a sword.
The Tyrant’s Twist launched, as if a general carrying a sword, energy piercing the rainbow.
This sword was launched later but arrived first.
A biting sword light, in a way that thunder could not cover, instantly reached the middle-aged man’s forehead.
"Too fast!"
The middle-aged man, unable to avoid it, was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly.
Buzz... the Slaughter Token activated, an aura shrouded him out of nowhere, and the middle-aged man instantly disappeared from this small world.
Ye Yun sheathed his sword.
"Ten points obtained."
He chuckled softly, then shook his head and said: "The previous kill of that weak young man, considered as killing across five levels, also gained ten points. Now I already have twenty points!"
Ye Yun smiled and spoke to himself.
Looking at the vast jungle, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the White-Clothed Sword God Jiang Lengyue.
Who knows how many people this beauty has killed.
She, at the God King Stage Eight, pays far more than ordinary Sword Dao prides in the Bloody Murder Jungle.
On the plaza.
A light descended from the light gate and transformed into that middle-aged man.
"Damn it..."
The middle-aged man pounded his head with his fist, regretting deeply.
During this journey, he had killed only a few God King realm cultivators, and the points he held in his hand were not enough.
...
In the Divine Mountain Hall, suddenly a cry of surprise rang out.
"What a terrifying sword speed, even the God King Realm Fourth Level couldn’t stop him!"
Looking at the graceful white figure in the Water Mirror, Sikong Ying’s eyes widened with extreme shock.
This sword truly made him feel a chill down his spine.
If he reached the God Emperor Realm, he probably couldn’t withstand Ye Chen’s sword.
Hearing Sikong Ying’s words.
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu, who was about to speak, paused and shut his mouth immediately.
At the hall’s entrance, a handsome young man entered gracefully.
"Pavilion Master Sikong, what are you exclaiming about? Could it be that there’s an outstanding character among this generation’s Sword Dao prides?"
The handsome young man walked slowly, hands behind his back.
At this moment, he seemed like a peerless figure visiting, smiling faintly while looking at the high-ranking members of the worldly Sword Pavilion.