Yi Chen swept a cold gaze over them, the chill in his eyes deepening. Tang Hao trembled in terror as a thread of cold crept into his heart.
Tang Chen seemed to realize something. His killing intent spread toward Ah Yin nearby, and he said viciously, "You're right!"
Tang Chen suddenly lunged, moving at a terrifying speed.
Whoosh... boom!
But the moment Tang Chen shot forward, something unexpected happened. A blazing red fireball suddenly exploded beside him.
Caught off guard, Tang Chen was wounded by the blast. He spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed to the ground in a sorry heap.
Immediately afterward, several swords formed from flames tore through the air toward Tang Chen, enveloping him with fierce killing intent.
"How is this possible?!" Tang Chen roared in terror, his face stricken with horror.
The swords radiated terrifying killing intent. Tang Chen caught the scent of death, and his entire body stiffened.
He had never imagined that Yi Chen was still hiding his strength!
"No!" Tang Chen shouted, doing everything he could to dodge. But he was half a beat too slow, and one of the swords pierced his shoulder.
The intense pain made Tang Chen's face twitch, but he did not stop. Instead, he charged wildly toward Yi Chen, who was controlling the fireballs bombarding him.
Tang Chen's abilities were rather unusual. He could absorb fire energy to restore himself, so even with severe injuries, he could keep fighting. His speed, however, had slowed considerably.
But his strength was formidable, after all, and his Soul Rings were no pushovers!
Seeing him charge, Yi Chen grinned mockingly. He waved both hands, sending sword after sword plummeting from the sky to strike Tang Chen.
Each sword contained terrifying flame power, scorching away Tang Chen's clothes, trousers, shoes, and other belongings to expose his powerful, solid muscles.
"Damn you!" Tang Chen roared furiously, his eyes threatening to split with rage. He wished he could slice Yi Chen into a thousand pieces that very instant.
But he knew he could not.
"Aaah..." He threw back his head and roared. Terrifying Soul Power blazed around him, reducing the surrounding leaves to ash. A surging aura swept in every direction, shaking the entire forest.
Yi Chen watched him coldly without a word.
A moment later, Tang Chen stopped roaring. His eyes were scarlet as he fixed them on Yi Chen and growled, "You can't kill me!"
Yi Chen scoffed. "Don't rush. I've still got another trick up my sleeve."
Before his words had faded, a hazy golden glow suddenly bloomed from his back, and a dazzling bead floated out.
A vast, mighty aura spread outward.
This was Yi Chen's stellar Soul Skill, which he had acquired the moment he advanced to Titled Douluo!
The stellar Soul Skill released terrifying pulses of energy, plunging the entire forest into silence.
"Is that... a stellar Soul Skill?" Tang Chen's eyes widened.
After sensing Yi Chen's Soul Skill, he was utterly stunned.
Tang Chen's pupils contracted sharply, fear surfacing in his eyes as towering waves churned in his heart.
A stellar Soul Skill! He actually possesses such a terrifying Soul Skill! Storm-driven waves surged through Tang Chen's heart.
A stellar Soul Skill was exceedingly rare, with extremely demanding cultivation requirements. One had to comprehend the laws of the stars.
Tang Chen had heard of them, too. The laws of the stars were said to be endlessly profound, and comprehending even a little could increase one's combat strength enormously!
He had never expected Yi Chen to possess a stellar Soul Skill!
Greed welled up in Tang Chen's eyes, and the thought in his heart grew ever stronger.
As long as he captured Yi Chen and forced him to hand over the stellar Soul Skill, his strength could increase again, reaching new heights!
Moreover, he was not worried about Yi Chen escaping!
He had just used a secret art to raise his strength to the level of a Peak Douluo!
In such a state, escape was simply impossible.
Hum! Yi Chen activated his stellar Soul Skill. A crystal-clear bead immediately hovered above his head, casting down streams of strange light that fell over him, shielding him and sealing him off from the outside world.
"Hahaha... brat, you're dead! So what if you've mastered a stellar Soul Skill? You're nothing but a cripple now!" Tang Chen shouted savagely.
Yi Chen did not answer. He could no longer be bothered to explain. These people had no understanding of his strength, or they would surely have been frightened to death.
Yi Chen slowly floated forward, a cruel smile on his face.
At the sight, Tang Chen lunged at Yi Chen through gritted teeth, attacking with fists and feet in a fierce, merciless assault.
But Yi Chen showed no fear. With a gentle wave of his hand, two swords instantly shot through the air, piercing Tang Chen's chest and abdomen.
Clang... The ring of swords echoed through the forest. Tang Chen screamed and fell to the ground, writhing as blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"You... how can you be this strong?" Tang Chen roared in defiance, his eyes bloodshot.
He could not believe that Yi Chen had subdued him so effortlessly. It was simply inconceivable.
"All of you must die!" Tang Chen roared hysterically. His eyes were blood-red, and he seemed to have lost all reason, descending into madness as he charged recklessly at Yi Chen.
A sinister smile curled Yi Chen's lips. His eyes brimmed with bloodthirsty killing intent, as cold and merciless as a demon's.
Whoosh-squelch!
Without warning, a sword stabbed into Tang Chen's neck like lightning, tearing through his blood vessels and piercing his throat before blasting his head apart.
Tang Chen's body suddenly stiffened, a pained expression appearing on his face.
Yi Chen's sword did not vanish immediately. It remained in place.
Slash! Yi Chen swung his arm again, bringing another sword across and severing Tang Chen's left arm.
"Aaah..." Tang Chen let out another miserable howl, struggling violently.
But the harder he struggled, the deeper Yi Chen's swords sank into his bones and blood.
Before long, Tang Chen was barely clinging to life. He lay on the ground moaning, his eyes filled with despair.
He had truly lost to Yi Chen!
And it had been an utterly decisive defeat. He had not even had room to resist.
"Why did it turn out like this..." Tang Chen roared in defiance as his eyes gradually dimmed.
Tang Chen could not accept dying, much less losing to a piece of trash!
Yet the truth lay before his eyes, leaving him no room for disbelief.
Tang Chen died with his eyes open. Even in death, he could not believe he had lost to a piece of trash!
Clap, clap!
Looking at the dead Tang Chen, Yi Chen clapped his hands and sneered coldly, "Trash!"
Gasps rang out through the valley at the sight. Everyone stared at Yi Chen in utter horror, their eyes filled with reverence and fear.
Tang Chen had actually failed to withstand even a single move from Yi Chen.
Yi Chen was far too powerful. They found it impossible to believe.
They were especially shocked when Yi Chen unleashed his stellar Soul Skill.
Although they did not understand the Soul Skill Yi Chen had used, they were certain of one thing: the stellar Soul Skill was immensely powerful!
Yi Chen swept his gaze over the crowd and said gravely, "I don't want to fight you!"
Everyone shuddered violently. Not one of them dared utter a word, and they all trembled like leaves.