But the enormous palm merely squeezed gently, crushing his shield before continuing to press down.
With two muffled thuds, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were instantly slammed into the ground, one with his head buried deep in the dirt and the other with his shoulder crushed flat.
"Pfft..." Chrysanthemum Douluo spat blood, defiance flashing in his eyes!
He could not understand why Yi Chen was so powerful. This was nothing like the strength a Titled Douluo should possess!
Ghost Douluo, meanwhile, was utterly terrified. He scrambled backward, watching Yi Chen slowly approach.
"You... what are you going to do? If you kill me, aren't you afraid Spirit Hall will come after you?!" His voice trembled with fear. He had never imagined Yi Chen could be so terrifying that even Titled Douluos were this feeble before him.
Yi Chen looked at him coldly and said without emotion, "This world is perfectly fair. It's nothing more than you killing me or me killing you! Since you dared to attack, you should be ready to pay with your life!"
"Sir! Let this end here!" Just then, Tang Lan, having settled his son somewhere safe, slowly approached and spoke with a grim expression.
This exchange had also made him realize how terrifying Yi Chen was.
He had gravely wounded Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo with a single move, and both were Titled Douluos!
"End here? You're being far too naive!" Yi Chen sneered. With a light sweep of his finger, tiny streaks of sword light slashed toward Tang Lan.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Descend from Heaven!"
Tang Lan immediately braced as though facing a formidable enemy. His soul power surged wildly throughout his body, forming a defensive barrier around him.
"Clink, clink, clink..."
The sword light struck the defensive barrier with crisp metallic clangs, sending sparks flying!
But Tang Lan's expression still changed drastically.
The sword light was far too powerful. Every strike shook him until his entire body ached.
"After fighting for so long, how can he still unleash a Titled Douluo-level soul skill so easily? Has he expended nothing at all?!" Tang Lan's face turned pale.
Though he was a Titled Douluo, he had no choice but to remain cautious before this formidable enemy!
"Are you truly determined to fight me to the death? You should know that I represent the Clear Sky Sect! Those two belong to Spirit Hall. If you offend both our great powers, you make an enemy of the entire Douluo Continent!"
"If you spare the three of them now, I'll pretend none of this happened. I won't breathe a word of it, nor will I trouble you!" Tang Lan offered another condition.
Hearing this, Yi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
He glanced at Ah Yin's worried face, then suddenly smiled and spoke.
"That would indeed be troublesome. With the influence your two powers wield, an ordinary person certainly couldn't afford to offend you lightly..."
At these words, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both breathed sighs of relief. Their lives were finally saved!
Yet Yi Chen's next words made their hearts lurch and their expressions grow grave again.
The smile on the face of that man, who resembled a god descended from heaven, turned mocking as he said casually, "But that's precisely what makes it interesting, isn't it? Besides, you're about to die!"
He took one step, crossing a hundred meters in an instant and appearing right before Tang Lan!
"Get back!" Tang Lan roared, meeting him with a punch. "Second Soul Skill, Flying Fire Meteor!"
As his furious roar echoed, countless fiery sparks flashed, raining down on Yi Chen as densely as a meteor shower!
Each star held extreme heat, like an erupting volcano that could burn all things to ash and shatter the heavens.
The stars exploded one after another, becoming an endless sea of fire!
Yi Chen snorted coldly. He looked up at the sea of fire descending from every direction without a trace of fear.
He extended his hand and clenched it into a fist!
He threw a punch!
It was the simplest, most ordinary punch, yet at that moment, it held the power to destroy heaven and earth!
The force of his punch pierced the sky, like a primordial giant swinging a massive club to sweep away a thousand armies!
Boom! Boom!
The sea of fire filling the sky collapsed instantly, scattering as a rain of light.
One punch, and ten thousand stars fell!
Everything happened too quickly. Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were caught in the blast before they could flee, and searing pain instantly tore through their bodies.
In the next second, their chests caved in, blood sprayed wildly, their bones shattered, and their organs ruptured.
The two flew backward and landed on the ground, already on their last breaths!
"Gasp..."
Ah Yin sucked in a sharp breath.
She knew Yi Chen was formidable, but she had never known he was this terrifying!
He had fought three opponents of his own rank in succession without falling behind. Such a feat left her dumbstruck. She could never have imagined that someone she knew could be this powerful.
Tang Lan, however, was not frightened. After all, that had only been his second soul skill, and its power was nowhere near his greatest.
Yet it was still enough to defeat an ordinary Titled Douluo!
Tang Lan cursed inwardly. Yi Chen's strength is outrageous. He's leaving me no way to survive!
But there was nothing he could do. If Yi Chen insisted on killing those two, he could not stop him. Their wounds were severe, and they had already lost the ability to move.
As for himself, though he had suffered minor injuries, dealing with an obscure Titled Douluo like Yi Chen should not pose much of a problem!
"You still refuse to spare them? You should understand the consequences of offending my Clear Sky Sect!" Tang Lan's eyes were icy as he delivered his cold warning.
Offending a top-tier power like theirs would certainly harm Yi Chen's future prospects.
Yi Chen laughed loudly and mocked, "What does a mere Clear Sky Sect amount to?"
At those words, a trace of anger appeared on Tang Lan's face.
But he did not attack immediately, remaining silent instead.
He knew Yi Chen had earned the right to be arrogant. Otherwise, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo would have joined forces to beat him like a dog just now. How could he still be standing here?
He also understood that tonight, he was destined to go down in history!
A dignified Titled Douluo, a renowned powerhouse of the continent, had actually suffered a humiliating setback against some barely known young brat. If word of this spread, everyone would surely go mad!
But he had no choice. At this point, he could only steel himself and stake his life on one desperate fight. Otherwise, he would die!
"The people of the Clear Sky Sect don't deserve to be called strong! You're nothing but a pack of parasites, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, using your power to prey on those beneath you!"
Yi Chen spoke coldly, fixing Tang Lan with a chilling stare. "Whatever other moves you have, use them now. Otherwise, you won't get another chance!"
Tang Lan's gaze flickered uncertainly. Yi Chen's strength far exceeded his expectations.
He knew that unless he brought out the ace he had kept hidden, he would undoubtedly die today!
He gritted his teeth and suddenly growled, "Eighth Soul Skill-Clear Sky Prison Suppression!"
"Buzzz..."
In an instant, the entire space trembled. A strange energy spread, followed by an invisible force that suddenly rose and enveloped everyone!
"A restriction?!" Yi Chen's pupils contracted sharply. This power was exceedingly strange and carried a dangerous aura!
At that moment, he felt as though the energy within his body had been bound. Both his attacks and his defenses would be restricted.