Great Emperor Imprint, Kill Them All!

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The snake demons were incredibly fast. By the time Ye Xuan landed, they had already surrounded him.

There were far more than a hundred of them!

Only now did Ye Xuan see clearly that these snake demons were pitch-black from head to tail, with a blood-red pattern running down their spines. Their heads were raised high, every one of them poised to strike.

"Heh heh..."

Yet Ye Xuan merely sneered. The ground beneath his feet trembled, wind patterns surged, and he shot like lightning toward the depths of the canyon.

It was not far enough. He needed to go deeper.

Hiss, hiss!

How could the swarm of snakes let him go? They immediately chased after him like a mass of black wind.

But moments later, a muffled thunderous boom suddenly rang out from the depths of the canyon, shaking the earth.

By then, Liu Yunxi and the others had already fled the canyon and did not hear the rumble.

"We can't just leave Xuan Ye behind!"

Nangong Fei broke free from Liu Yunxi's grasp and tried to rush back.

"Miss Nangong, have you gone mad!?"

"He's only a Rogue Cultivator. How could his life possibly be worth more than yours!?"

But Liu Yunxi blocked Nangong Fei again. If anything happened to Nangong Fei, they would have no way to answer to the City Lord's Mansion.

"That's right, Miss Nangong. Finding an opportunity is what matters now. He's just a Rogue Cultivator; if he dies, then he dies!" Ling Tian hurriedly added.

He did not want to linger for even a moment.

"Xuan Ye can protect himself. Let's leave first," Lin Churan said softly as she came over.

She had already harbored suspicions before. When Ye Xuan had openly told her to leave as well, she had become certain that Xuan Ye was Ye Xuan!

She believed Ye Xuan would be fine.

"Fine!"

Nangong Fei gritted her teeth, then finally left with the others.

Meanwhile, deep within the canyon, Ye Xuan withdrew his fist imprint.

Centered around him, the ground within dozens of yards had shattered. Lightning arcs spread through the cracks, and everywhere lay the charred, pulverized corpses of snake demons. Even their blood had been evaporated and burned away.

"Hmph!"

Ye Xuan snorted and looked toward the depths of the canyon, his pupils narrowing slightly.

Ling Tian had not been wrong about one thing. There truly was an opportunity in the depths of this canyon!

Then Ye Xuan slaughtered his way into the darkness. Wherever he passed, every black snake was blasted apart by his thunder fists!

Before long, a black stone altar indeed appeared in the depths of the canyon.

"A Magic Array?"

Ye Xuan stood before the altar. After sweeping it with his gaze, his pupils narrowed slightly.

There had to be some treasure or opportunity beneath the altar's Magic Array. His Array Dao attainments had likewise reached towering heights, but this array required an array key to open. Otherwise, it would self-destruct.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Just as Ye Xuan was considering how to break the Magic Array, piercing sounds suddenly rang out one after another above the canyon.

The next moment, five figures descended from the sky and landed behind Ye Xuan.

"Hmph, I was wondering who it was. So it's a Rogue Cultivator from the Northern Region!"

"Scram!"

The young master leading the five spoke coldly. He was none other than Ouyang Cheng, son of the Western Region's city lord.

At that moment, he was gripping an ancient stone fragment that shimmered faintly in his hand.

"Oh?"

Ye Xuan came back to himself, his gaze falling upon the stone fragment in Ouyang Cheng's hand as his eyes flashed.

The ancient stone fragment should be the altar's array key!

"Leave the fragment behind, or die!"

Ye Xuan spoke indifferently, not taking these Western Region prodigies seriously at all.

"What did you say!?"

To the people of the Western Region, however, those words were unbearably grating.

"What the hell are you? You're courting death!"

The few men behind Ouyang Cheng recovered their wits and immediately flew into a rage. Without another word, powerful Spirit Sea Realm auras erupted as they charged straight at Ye Xuan.

In their eyes, Rogue Cultivators from the Northern Region were no better than pigs and dogs. Killing them meant nothing!

"Hmph, how noisy!"

Facing the tides of martial power descending upon him from the three men, Ye Xuan only gave a cold snort before suddenly throwing a punch!

Six Treasury Thunder Fist!

First Form: Thunder Collapse!

Boom!

His fist force burst like exploding air, lightning arcs pouring forth.

The instant it tore through the void, it blasted the three men's martial techniques to pieces!

"What!?"

The three were horrified, but before they could recover, the undiminished Thunder Collapse Fist had already reached them.

Boom!

Another explosion rang out, and Blood Mist erupted!

When the dust stirred up by the fist force blew past, Ouyang Cheng and the remaining man finally woke as if from a dream.

This Rogue Cultivator from the Northern Region had blown apart his three powerful Helpers with one punch!?

"Y-you... who exactly are you!?"

Ouyang Cheng was shocked and enraged. He had never seen such a powerful Spirit Sea Realm cultivator.

"Leave the item behind, or die!"

Ye Xuan raised his eyes, disdaining to answer.

"Insolence!"

"You dare kill a disciple of Cloud-Leaving Monastery? You truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

At last, the Cloud-Leaving Monastery prodigy who had been standing at Ouyang Cheng's side spoke.

He stepped forward, raised the ritual sword in his hand, formed seals with his left hand, and began gathering a Daoist art and divine ability.

Buzz!

Within a breath, violent winds gathered around the ritual sword.

Cloud-Leaving Monastery was a Daoist cultivation inheritance, and this man was the sect's third-ranked true disciple prodigy. His combat strength came close to that of a Half-step Heavenly Gang cultivator.

"Wasting my time. Die!"

How could Ye Xuan give him time to form seals? As he charged forward, his second punch came crashing down!

Six Treasury Thunder Fist!

Second Form: Thunder Charge!

Buzz!

This punch was fiercer and faster. In the blink of an eye, a thunder fist several yards wide ripped through the darkness.

"What!?"

The Cloud-Leaving Monastery prodigy was instantly alarmed. This Rogue Cultivator was completely unreasonable!

Boom!

But Ye Xuan's second punch was simply too tyrannical. In an instant, it suppressed and killed the Cloud-Leaving Monastery prodigy. The thunder fist struck the ground, and dust and smoke exploded outward.

When the stunned Western Region noble Ouyang Cheng came back to his senses, Ye Xuan was already standing before him.

"Y-you dare kill Luo Feng of Cloud-Leaving Monastery? He is a prodigy of the Western Region's foremost sect!"

Ouyang Cheng's lips trembled as he stumbled backward.

But Ye Xuan's face held nothing but contempt.

"I am the son of the Sky-West City lord of the Western Region. Do you dare touch me?"

Seeing that Ye Xuan was unmoved, he directly invoked the City Lord's Mansion.

"Are you done with your last words?"

But Ye Xuan had exhausted his patience. Ouyang Cheng had only his family background to rely on; his strength was not even comparable to that Cloud-Leaving Monastery prodigy.

Then he suddenly raised his Big Hand, intending to kill Ouyang Cheng by force.

So what if he was the Western Region city lord's son? How was he worthy of Ye Xuan's notice!?

Buzz!

But at that moment, Ouyang Cheng suddenly poured spiritual energy into the stone fragment in his hand. Dazzling light and immense force burst from it.

Ye Xuan's expression changed slightly, and his body was pushed back half a step.

But when he focused his gaze, he discovered that Ouyang Cheng was enveloped in the radiance of a Magic Array, completely cut off from the outside world.

"Just let this young master find out who you are. I'll tear out your tendons and flay your skin!"

Within the Magic Array, Ouyang Cheng's face twisted savagely. The next moment, he disappeared completely. Only an ancient stone fragment remained floating in the air as its radiance gradually faded.

This mysterious fragment actually possessed teleportation abilities!?

Ye Xuan frowned and raised a hand, catching the fragment.

That meant these spoiled heirs all possessed something akin to a protective talisman.

Ye Xuan shook his head. Though he had not wiped them all out, he feared no threats or retaliation. He turned and returned to the altar, placing the fragment within it.

Buzz!

The next moment, the intricate, ancient Formation Patterns across the altar lit up one after another, array light rising and falling in flickering waves.

Ye Xuan sat down cross-legged at once, forming seal after seal with his hands and sending them into the radiance.

Though he had the Magic Array key, he still needed to break the array.

Although this ancient array had weathered the passage of time, it was still not something ordinary cultivators could break in a short time.

But for Ye Xuan, born of the Upper Realm's heavenly lineage and tempered through seven lifetimes of cultivation, it was as simple as eating and drinking.

In less than half the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Ye Xuan formed his final seal. The Magic Array light on the altar flashed explosively, the stone slabs split apart, and a small cyan sword floated up from milky-white liquid.

"Hmm?"

Ye Xuan focused his gaze, slightly stunned. That pool of milky-white liquid was actually Spirit Marrow Milk!

Its original quality should have been extremely high, but after countless years, it had been diluted considerably.

As for that small sword...

Ye Xuan raised a hand and drew the small sword into his grasp. It was not even half a palm in size, made of a peculiar material. It was neither a weapon nor quite a magical artifact.

Hmm!?

But in the next moment, Ye Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Imperial Seal!?"

"How is that possible!?"

He had actually discovered a Great Emperor Imprint upon the small sword!

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