Summoning Someone?

Heavenly Realm cultivation levels:

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

Watching the palm strike hurtling toward him, Ye Chang'an looked utterly unconcerned.

"Not all that impressive, is it?"

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

As the two enormous spiritual power palms collided, an extremely powerful wave of spiritual energy immediately swept outward in all directions.

A figure was sent flying backward.

When the Holy Heaven Sect crowd saw clearly who that figure was, shock spread across their faces.

They never expected the one sent flying to be their own Inner Sect Elder, that old man!

Turning their gaze to Ye Chang'an, he still stood firmly in place, his robes rustling in the wind, his long hair dancing.

He hadn't retreated a single step.

The old man forcefully halted his momentum, then violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Afterward, he stared at Ye Chang'an in utter disbelief.

"How is this possible! I am a dignified Heavenly Venerable, going up against an ant at the Heavenly Stem Realm—how could I possibly lose! No, you've concealed your cultivation level, that must be it!"

Although that palm strike just now wasn't the old man's full power, he still couldn't accept losing to someone at the Heavenly Stem Realm.

At this moment, he was shouting like a madman, absolutely refusing to believe Ye Chang'an was merely at the Heavenly Stem Realm.

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

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

[Host, above Heavenly Stem are: Heavenly Venerable, Heavenly Saint, Heavenly Fate, Heavenly Lord]

After learning the realms, Ye Chang'an nodded.

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

[Host, you are a Primordial Origin Body, capable of drawing upon the Primordial Force. Your combat power naturally cannot be compared to these ordinary people.]

[Do not forget, before the Primordial Origin Body, even a prodigy is but ordinary.]

Hearing Ye Chang'an say this, the system couldn't help but chime in.

"I really am at 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 and smiled, his tone dripping with mockery.

Provoked by Ye Chang'an's words, the old man immediately flared up and was about to strike.

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

"This person is no simpleton. That mysterious aura he released when he struck—I couldn't see through it at all. You are no match for him. If he's still holding something back, then perhaps even I wouldn't be certain of subduing him."

The Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man studied Ye Chang'an, his brow slightly furrowed, his tone carrying a hint of gravity.

Hearing this, the old man and the other Inner Sect Elders were all taken aback.

Then a wave of astonishment surged within them.

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

After all, their Sect Master was a Heavenly Saint Realm powerhouse, and yet he wasn't certain he could take down someone at the Heavenly Stem Realm.

What was happening to this world? Where had this figure suddenly popped up from?

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

After a moment of thought, the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man looked at Ye Chang'an with a faint smile on his face.

At this, not only the Inner Sect Elders, but even Ye Chang'an and his two companions couldn't understand.

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

"Sect Master, you can't! He—"

Seeing this, the old man who had struck out grew anxious.

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

"Shut up. He dared to come and kill someone so openly. Do you think there isn't a powerful figure backing him? Do you want the entire sect to be destroyed because of one man?"

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

But the look he shot at Ye Chang'an was still filled with hatred and murderous intent.

What he never expected, however, was that just as he was staring at Ye Chang'an, Ye Chang'an also looked back at him with a smile.

Seeing Ye Chang'an's inexplicable grin, the old man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

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

"Go, you may, but this old thing dies by my hand."

Ye Chang'an wore a smile on his face, but his tone brimmed with murderous intent.

Hearing this, everyone from the Holy Heaven Sect furrowed their brows, discontent brewing within.

"Sir, why must you go this far?" the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man said, barely suppressing his anger.

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

Ye Chang'an's voice left no room for doubt.

"I advise you not to be so emboldened. Our Holy Heaven Sect is not without backing."

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

"Oh? Then you can die with him."

The moment Ye Chang'an's words fell, the killing intent in his eyes turned almost tangible, and a remarkably powerful yet mysterious aura surged from his entire body.

Even the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man felt a chill in his heart at this aura.

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

He didn't know how many levels he could leapfrog in battle, but he sensed that the Purple-Robed Man's aura posed no threat to him, so he charged straight in.

Seeing Ye Chang'an's lightning speed, the Purple-Robed Man also threw a punch in return.

This punch held no restraint from the Purple-Robed Man.

Space twisted, and a powerful aura radiated outward.

A purple-clad figure flew backward.

Witnessing this, everyone from the Holy Heaven Sect was stunned.

They never expected this outcome.

"How is that possible!"

The Middle-aged Man in purple steadied himself, a streak of red trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Staring at Ye Chang'an, who stood his ground without retreating a single step, his heart churned with shock.

He had thought that at worst, they would be evenly matched.

But this single exchange made him realize the gap.

"That aura is so strange... what kind of power is it..."

Recalling the sensation of Ye Chang'an's aura during their clash, the Purple-Robed Man was deeply puzzled.

"Is that all?"

Seeing that he had driven back the Purple-Robed Man with one punch, Ye Chang'an was also surprised.

"Looks like I underestimated myself."

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

Meanwhile, the several elders snapped out of their daze and didn't just stand there; they all attacked Ye Chang'an together.

Ye Chang'an now faced a one-versus-eight situation.

But he showed no sign of panic.

An Inner Sect Elder had barely closed in before Ye Chang'an sent him flying with a punch, blood spewing from his mouth.

Even the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man was battered all over with injuries.

As the battle progressed, Ye Chang'an grew more adept at fighting and his control over his own power became stronger.

"Time to end this game."

A smile spread across Ye Chang'an's face, and his aura suddenly surged.

Sensing Ye Chang'an's change, the eight of them felt a jolt of alarm.

But they had little time to be shocked, as Ye Chang'an was already upon them.

The several elders, already heavily wounded, couldn't withstand a single punch and were instantly killed, leaving only the grim-faced Purple-Robed Man.

"You leave me no choice."

Watching the seven elders fall one by one, the Purple-Robed Man's eyes turned bloodshot.

As if making a certain decision, a Token appeared in his hand.

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

The Purple-Robed Man activated the Token, kneeling in the void and shouting at it.

"Oh? Calling for backup?"

Watching the Purple-Robed Man's actions, Ye Chang'an's expression was amused, his tone light and relaxed.