Proving the Dao above the Heavens, Opening an Era of Chaos! (The First Glimpse of a Patriarch of All Worlds)

[Another double-length chapter] "Y-you are?!"

At the center of the Sacrificial Altar, Ye Tianchen frowned at Yun Qing's sudden intrusion, as though scattered scraps of memory were surfacing.

Yun Qing did not answer. He raised a hand, black-and-red blood markings swirling across his palm.

"Insolence! Seize him!"

Around the platform, the cultivators of the various sects recovered and attacked with furious shouts.

Yun Qing stood at the edge of the Sacrificial Altar, his robes snapping in the torrent of fortune.

He said nothing, gazing at his own palm. From beginning to end, he had not spared Ye Tianchen a proper glance.

"Do you realize what you're doing?" Ye Tianchen's expression darkened, an overwhelming sense of danger enveloping him.

"This formation determines whether this entire continent lives or dies. If you destroy it, you will sever the fate of every living-"

He never finished the last word.

Squish!

The sound of flesh being pierced abruptly rang out above the Sacrificial Altar.

Ye Tianchen lowered his head in disbelief.

A hand had punched out through his chest.

Ye Tianchen's pupils contracted sharply, disbelief written all over his face.

That hand was slender and pale, its joints distinct. Black-and-red blood markings slowly slithered across its back like blood serpents.

Blood dripped with a patter.

It struck the Sacrificial Altar, splashing into scarlet flowers.

With difficulty, Ye Tianchen turned his eyes toward the black-clad figure who had suddenly appeared beside him.

Yun Qing stood so close that his lips nearly brushed Ye Tianchen's ear.

His face was utterly indifferent. At some point, one corner of his blindfold had torn loose. His Double Pupils were fully open, their fathomless depths reflecting Ye Tianchen's wretched, dying figure.

It was the only time that day Yun Qing had looked him in the eye.

And it would be