Calling for Reinforcements?

Heavenly Realm cultivation realms:

Heavenly Human, Heavenly Domain, Heavenly Enlightenment, Heavenly Authority, Heavenly Stem, Heavenly Venerable, Heavenly Saint, Heavenly Fate, Heavenly Lord

Watching the palm strike coming at him, Ye Chang'an looked utterly unconcerned.

"Not much to it, is there?"

As he spoke, he met it with a palm strike of his own.

As the two enormous spiritual-energy palms collided, an incredibly powerful wave of spiritual energy instantly swept outward.

A figure was sent flying backward.

When the Holy Heaven Sect crowd saw clearly who had been sent flying, their faces filled with astonishment.

They never imagined that the one sent flying would be their Inner Sect Elder—the old man!

Looking at Ye Chang'an again, he was still standing firmly where he was, his robes billowing and his long hair whipping in the wind.

Yet he had not retreated even a single step.

The old man forcefully steadied himself, then violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

He then looked at Ye Chang'an with utter disbelief.

"How is this possible?! I am a dignified Heavenly Venerable! How could I lose to an ant in the Heavenly Stem Realm? No, you concealed your cultivation! That must be it!"

Although that palm strike had not been the old man's full-strength attack, he still could not accept losing to someone in the Heavenly Stem Realm.

At that moment, he shouted like a madman, utterly unwilling to believe that Ye Chang'an was merely in the Heavenly Stem Realm.

"Heavenly Venerable? System, how many realms above me is a Heavenly Venerable? He looks pretty weak."

Hearing the old man call himself a Heavenly Venerable, Ye Chang'an immediately asked the system.

[Host, above the Heavenly Stem Realm are: Heavenly Venerable, Heavenly Saint, Heavenly Fate, and Heavenly Lord.]

After learning the realms, Ye Chang'an nodded.

"Only one realm higher? No wonder he's so weak."

[Host, you possess the Primordial Origin Body and can draw upon Primordial Force. Naturally, your combat strength cannot be compared with ordinary people like them.]

[Do not forget: before the Primordial Origin Body, even geniuses are ordinary.]

Seeing Ye Chang'an say this, the system could not help but speak up.

"I am indeed in the Heavenly Stem Realm, but are you sure you're a Heavenly Venerable? Could you be a fake?"

Ignoring the system, Ye Chang'an looked at the old man with a smile, his mockery unmistakable.

Provoked by Ye Chang'an, the old man immediately flew into a rage and was about to attack.

But the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man stopped him.

"This man is no simple opponent. I cannot see through that mysterious aura he exuded when he attacked. You are no match for him. If he is still holding something back, then perhaps even I am not confident of taking him down."

The Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man scrutinized Ye Chang'an, his brows slightly furrowed and his tone somewhat grave.

At those words, the old man and the other Inner Sect Elders were all stunned.

Then their hearts filled with shock.

They had never expected their own Sect Master to say such a thing.

Their Sect Master was a Heavenly Saint Realm expert, yet he was not confident of defeating someone in the Heavenly Stem Realm.

What had happened to this world? How had such a figure suddenly emerged again?

"Sir, you should leave. That Outer Sect Elder must have provoked you. He deserved what he got."

After pondering for a moment, the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man looked at Ye Chang'an and smiled.

This left not only the Inner Sect Elders unable to understand, but Ye Chang'an and the other two as well.

I just killed one of your Elders, and you're letting me leave just like that?

"Sect Master, you can't! He..."

Seeing this, the old man who had attacked grew anxious.

But before he could finish speaking, the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man cut him off.

"Shut up! He dared to come here and kill openly. Do you think there are no powerful experts behind him? Do you want the entire sect to be destroyed because of one person?"

Hearing the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man's rebuke, the old man fell silent.

Yet the way he looked at Ye Chang'an remained full of resentment and killing intent.

But what he never expected was that while he was staring at Ye Chang'an, Ye Chang'an was also looking at him with a smiling face.

Seeing Ye Chang'an's inexplicable smile, the old man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he sensed that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Ye Chang'an's next words gave him the answer.

"Leave? Fine. But I'm taking this old bastard's life with me."

Ye Chang'an wore a smile, but killing intent surged through his voice.

At those words, everyone from the Holy Heaven Sect frowned, displeasure rising in their hearts.

"Sir, must you really drive things this far?" the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man asked, suppressing his anger.

"He tried to kill me just now, so he must die."

Ye Chang'an spoke without allowing any room for doubt.

"I advise you not to be too fearless. Our Holy Heaven Sect is not without backing."

The Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man's tone began to turn cold as well.

"Oh? Then you can die with him."

The moment Ye Chang'an finished speaking, the killing intent in his eyes became almost tangible, and an exceptionally powerful, mysterious aura surged from his body.

Even the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man felt his heart tremble upon seeing that aura.

Before anyone could react, Ye Chang'an had already appeared before the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man and threw out a fierce punch.

He did not know how many realms he could fight above his own, but he felt that the Purple-Robed Man's aura posed no threat to him, so he attacked directly.

Facing the incredibly swift Ye Chang'an, the Purple-Robed Man likewise threw out a punch.

The Purple-Robed Man did not hold back in the slightest with this punch.

Space warped, and a powerful aura spilled in all directions.

A purple figure was sent flying backward.

Seeing this scene, everyone from the Holy Heaven Sect was dumbstruck.

They had never expected things to turn out like this.

"How is this possible?!"

After steadying himself, a streak of crimson blood ran from the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man's mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Looking at Ye Chang'an, who stood where he was without retreating a single step, stormy waves surged through his heart.

He had thought that no matter how strong his opponent was, they would at most be evenly matched.

But this exchange made him recognize the gap between them.

"That aura is so strange. What kind of power is it...?"

Recalling the aura he had sensed from Ye Chang'an during their clash, the Purple-Robed Man was deeply puzzled.

"That's it?"

Ye Chang'an had not expected that his single punch would send the Purple-Robed Man flying.

"Looks like I still underestimated myself."

With that thought, Ye Chang'an charged at the Purple-Robed Man again.

At the same time, the Inner Sect Elders who had regained their senses did not stand around foolishly. They attacked Ye Chang'an together.

Ye Chang'an was directly faced with a one-against-eight situation.

But he was not the least bit flustered.

An Inner Sect Elder had barely gotten close when Ye Chang'an sent him flying with a punch, blood spraying from his mouth.

Even the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man was the same, beaten until he was covered in wounds.

As the battle continued, Ye Chang'an became increasingly proficient in combat, and his control over his own strength grew stronger and stronger.

"The game should be over."

A smile appeared on Ye Chang'an's face as his aura suddenly surged.

Sensing Ye Chang'an's change, the eight of them were instantly alarmed.

But they had little time to be shocked, because Ye Chang'an was already charging toward them.

The already heavily wounded Elders could not withstand even a single punch each and were instantly killed, leaving only the grim-faced Purple-Robed Man.

"You forced my hand."

Watching the seven Elders fall one by one, the Purple-Robed Man's eyes turned blood-red.

As though making some kind of decision, a Token appeared in his hand.

"The Holy Heaven Sect is in peril! I beg the Upper Sect for protection!"

The Purple-Robed Man activated the Token, knelt in midair, and shouted at it.

"Oh? Calling for reinforcements?"

Watching the Purple-Robed Man's actions, Ye Chang'an wore an amused expression, his tone extremely relaxed.