Leng Chenxuan, Profound Heaven Plaza

In an instant, the scene around Su Yuan and Saint Ning Ran changed. The two stood within the grand hall of a magnificent palace.

"Haha, this is killing me, Old Ye."

"You actually lost to two youngsters. You're really getting worse with age."

An exceptionally handsome young man stood before Ye Yuandao, clutching his stomach as he laughed with blatant abandon.

Smack!

Ye Yuandao raised his right hand with a cold expression and casually waved it at the man.

The man was instantly sent flying backward like a cannonball, vanishing who knew where.

The movement was incredibly swift, and the force behind it fierce.

"What, I can't even talk about it?"

"So what if you lost? Just win next time."

"Why are you getting so worked up?"

The figure reappeared before Ye Yuandao, his left cheek slightly swollen with a distinct palm print visible upon it.

Even so, a smile remained on his face. Combined with that impossibly handsome appearance, the contrast was striking.

Su Yuan looked toward the man but could not gauge his strength at all.

Still, anyone who could withstand a slap from Ye Zun had to be, at the very least, a World Realm High Tier powerhouse.

"You can try beating the two of them for me."

Ye Yuandao suddenly glanced at Leng Chenxuan and spoke calmly.

A faint glow flashed across Leng Chenxuan's left cheek, and the swelling immediately vanished. He circled around Ye Yuandao and approached Su Yuan and Saint Ning Ran.

With the smile gone from his face, the expressionless Leng Chenxuan gave the two of them the impression of an otherworldly master.

"Astral King Realm, Initial Stage? How did you enter Divine Abyss Sacred Land?"

"Transcendence Realm, Initial Stage. That does meet the requirements for entering Divine Abyss Sacred Land."

"Tsk, tsk.