Soul Elder Battles Soul Emperor, Emperor's Weapon Shows Its Might!

"But the Iron Blood Sect Master is a Soul Emperor. He isn't someone you or I can contend with."

Ye Chen smiled, then reached out and tugged at Tang Ya's high ponytail. He spoke with confidence.

"Indeed, a Soul Emperor isn't someone you or I can contend with."

No longer teasing Tang Ya, Ye Chen looked at her with utmost seriousness, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Trust me. Come on, I'll take you to kill someone."

Ye Chen intended to help Tang Ya take revenge directly. First, it would settle the last lingering ties between Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect.

Second, it would fulfill the task Mu En had given him. There was no better way to ease her mind and untie the knot in Tang Ya's heart than avenging her hatred.

With that thought, Ye Chen walked out of the courtyard alone and headed toward the Iron Blood Sect.

After standing frozen for two seconds, Tang Ya watched Ye Chen march toward the Iron Blood Sect and immediately became worried. She hurried after him.

"You can't go. You're no match for them."

Tang Ya ran in front of Ye Chen and blocked his path.

If Ye Chen were a Soul Ancestor, then given his remarkable abilities, Tang Ya would be willing to believe he could cross twenty levels and kill the Iron Blood Sect Master.

But Ye Chen was only a Soul Elder. Facing the Iron Blood Sect Master, who was thirty levels above him, Tang Ya felt that he had no chance of winning.

Seeing Tang Ya block him, Ye Chen felt somewhat helpless. How should he put it? That Iron Blood Sect Master was nothing more than a useless Soul Emperor.

If he were a Soul Emperor with a Top-Tier Martial Soul, like Sister Lexuan or Sister Xiaotao, Ye Chen would indeed have to weigh things carefully. But this low-grade Soul Emperor, with one white, two yellow, and three purple Soul Rings...

Ye Chen believed that with the Emperor Aurora Sword's power, he could still defeat such a worthless Soul Emperor.

Seeing the concern in Tang Ya's eyes, Ye Chen had no choice but to show her what he was capable of.

"He's only a Soul Emperor. If I say I can cut him down, then I can cut him down!"

Before his words had even faded, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. An incomparably terrifying pressure instantly emerged from his body.

This was Ye Chen's use of Emperor's Supremacy. Even with just a glance now, he could bring mountain-like pressure upon an enemy.

Feeling Ye Chen's terrifying aura, Tang Ya's body froze in place, unable to move, as if she had fallen into an abyss.

"I'm killing your Tang Sect's enemy only to settle the ties between my Shrek Academy and your Tang Sect."

"And to fulfill my promise to a stubborn old man, that's all."

With that, Ye Chen vanished from where he stood.

Having witnessed Ye Chen's terrifying power, a trace of anticipation rose in Tang Ya's heart. She then ran toward the Iron Blood Sect.

Before long, Ye Chen appeared before the Iron Blood Sect—or rather, the former site of the Tang Sect.

A large gate stood before him. The gatehouse was about twenty feet tall and five feet wide, while walls roughly ten feet high stretched more than sixty meters outward on each side.

Three large characters were written above the gatehouse: Iron Blood Sect. There was also a vertical plaque on each side. The left read, "Iron Blood, Loyal Heart," while the right read, "Proud Bones Endure."

"Kid, what are you doing here? Get lost, now."

Two disciples guarded the entrance to the Iron Blood Sect. Upon seeing Ye Chen, they frowned in displeasure and shouted at him.

Ye Chen said nothing. He merely raised a fist and lightly swung it toward the two disciples.

In the eyes of those two disciples, Ye Chen's small fist seemed to expand hundreds, even thousands of times.

Ye Chen withdrew his fist. The two disciples collapsed to the ground as though they had encountered some great terror, leaking an unknown liquid.

Seeing this, Ye Chen said to the two Iron Blood Sect disciples who had been scared into wetting themselves.

"Go inform your Sect Master. Tell him to come out."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, the two disciples hurriedly helped each other to their feet, then stumbled tremblingly into the sect.

Behind Ye Chen, Tang Ya also arrived at the Iron Blood Sect—or rather, her homeland.

Looking at this familiar place and the buildings that had already been rebuilt, the hatred in Tang Ya's heart erupted like a gushing volcano.

"This is my home! This used to be my home!"

Tang Ya could not hold back her tears. Two streams slid down her fair cheeks.

Looking at the words "Iron Blood Sect" on the buildings, she recalled the scene from days ago when the Tang Sect had been massacred. Her parents had been killed before her eyes, leaving her alone in this world.

The flames of hatred in Tang Ya's heart blazed fiercely. Her aura turned sharp, and even her Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul emerged uncontrollably.

However, Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass differed from ordinary Blue Silver Grass. A faint black glow flickered along its vines.

"The Blue Silver Grass has changed. Is it starting to turn dark?"

Ye Chen noticed Tang Ya's condition. Black energy was rising from her Blue Silver Grass, and it gave off an aura of devouring.

Just then, an angry roar came from the main hall.

"Who dares barge into my Iron Blood Sect and injure my sect members?"

A bald middle-aged man in black armor strode out, followed by more than a dozen Soul Masters. They were all people who had participated in the destruction of the Tang Sect several days ago.

The moment Tang Ya saw those dozen-odd faces, her body tensed. Her fingernails nearly dug into her flesh, and her voice trembled.

"It was them... They killed my parents... They destroyed my sect..."

Hearing Tang Ya's voice beside him, which was nearly a sob, and seeing the agony on her face, Ye Chen could not help but feel for the beautiful young girl.

At such a young age, she had suffered the destruction of her family and sect, while carrying both hatred and hope on her shoulders. Ye Chen reached out and gently touched her tear-soaked cheek.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

Ye Chen spoke softly, while inwardly cursing Tang Great Buddha Ancestor millions of times.

Damn Tang Buddha Ancestor, you really are walking the Path to Death!

You had the complete Mysterious Heaven Skill but refused to pass it down. Instead, you passed down a castrated version of the Tang Sect's ultimate arts, treating your own sect like some Japanese sect.

The Iron Blood Sect Master stared at Ye Chen. Though he could sense a faint pressure from him, he still sneered disdainfully.

"Where did this brat come from? You dare cause trouble on my turf? Tired of living?"

Ye Chen did not waste words on him. He directly summoned the Emperor Aurora Sword, and three golden Soul Rings rose once more.

This time, the light on the Soul Rings was even more brilliant, as though the very air had been dyed gold.

"First Soul Skill, Emperor Aurora Slash!"

Ye Chen raised the Emperor Aurora Sword in his hand, continuously absorbing light energy from the sun. A massive golden blade condensed around the sword.

The bald Iron Blood Sect Master frowned deeply at the sight. Clearly, this move had placed him under immense pressure.

He then began his Martial Soul Possession. His body rapidly swelled, and six Soul Rings—one white, two yellow, and three purple—appeared around him. He roared at Ye Chen.

"How dare a mere brat bully me like this!"

With that, the sixth purple Soul Ring on his body lit up.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Iron Bear Great Arm!"