As Ye Xuan finished speaking, the scene fell silent once again.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
No one expected that Ye Xuan would be so ungrateful as to publicly insult the goddess.
Shen Yao's delicate body couldn't help but tremble violently.
As the Holy Maiden of the Jade Lake Holy Land, she was so high and mighty; how could she have ever been so publicly insulted?
In an instant, she trembled with anger, her face turning ashen!
She snorted heavily, then quickly and angrily left the area.
Ye Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shen Yao had left as well.
He could use his status as a holy son to make the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land leave, but this was clearly not the case for Shen Yao, an outsider.
Therefore, this is the only way.
Moreover, this is also the fastest way to get Shen Yao to leave.
The hundred or so cultivators who surrounded Ye Xuan did nothing to stop it, but watched coldly from the sidelines.
For them, it was a good thing that both the people from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land and Shen Yao left.
Staying here would be a huge problem.
After everyone had left, the leader, a Nascent Soul Peak, finally couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh and uttered a chilling voice:
" Holy Son Ye, now that everyone's gone, can you hand over your quota jade token?"
Although he was smiling, his body was filled with overwhelming killing intent, clearly indicating that he was ready to make a move.
The others also stared intently at Ye Xuan. Although they didn't speak, they exuded a powerful aura, their eyes flashing with cold light.
More than a hundred people erupted with their auras, forming a torrent that rushed straight towards Ye Xuan.
Facing the overwhelming and powerful aura that surged towards him like a tidal wave, Ye Xuan stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering, unmoved.
He was fearless and composed, saying, "Hand over the jade token for your spot?"
"Hmph, when did I, the Holy Son, ever say I would hand over my quota jade token? Besides, do you trash even deserve to make me hand over my quota jade token?"
He looked down on these people, his words arrogant and domineering, his superior posture like that of a god looking down on a group of vermin.
You're asking for it!
"What a shameless bastard! Since you're asking for death, we'll grant your wish!"
"Attack together! Kill this little beast! He's just a mere Holy Son, and now that all the elders and disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land have left, he still dares to be so arrogant! He deserves to die!"
Ye Xuan's words finally enraged the more than one hundred cultivators.
Originally, the elders and disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land were here. Although they were not afraid, they were still somewhat wary.
But now that everyone's gone, how can we tolerate Ye Xuan's continued arrogance?
Do they really think they won't dare to take action?
Accompanied by angry curses, a rumbling sound suddenly rang out, and the leading Nascent Soul Peak instantly rushed out!
The aura of Nascent Soul Peak experts suddenly erupted from their bodies, their Spiritual Qi surging and spreading outwards.
Its figure was like a bomb, exploding through the air with a deafening sonic boom and leaving afterimages as it blasted directly towards Ye Xuan in front of it.
The cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation levels behind them, although they reacted a little slower, quickly caught on.
Without the slightest hesitation, they grinned maliciously, leaped into the air, and charged towards Ye Xuan with frenzied momentum.
In an instant, the sky and clouds changed color, and the entire void trembled constantly, as if it were about to be torn apart at any moment.
As for the mountain peaks not far away, they were constantly cracking and crumbling under the impact of that force, with stones flying everywhere, valleys trembling, and sand and gravel flying everywhere!
Such a violent and overwhelming attack is likely enough to tear apart those weaker Heavenly Position Realm cultivators.
"A bunch of ants, how dare you try to kill this Holy Son? You are not worthy!"
Ye Xuan watched this scene and sneered disdainfully.
Even as his robes began to flutter wildly under the onslaught of that violent aura, he remained utterly unafraid.
His eyes became extremely eerie, and his Absolute Domain erupted at full power!
When the leading Nascent Soul Peak, radiating an irresistible and ferocious aura, reached him, he slowly extended his right hand and uttered a single word:
"Open!"
As the soft voice faded, a palm-sized, crystal-clear talisman, resembling an ice cube, was suddenly activated.
The next second, with a hum, halos of light, as white as ice, appeared instantly and enveloped Ye Xuan.
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions rang out as the attacks from the Nascent Soul Cultivator all landed on the icy light circle.
The overflowing energy storm tore apart the surrounding space, causing it to erupt into chaos.
On the ground, thick ravines spread out like a spider web, crisscrossing and intersecting.
In an instant, the entire area seemed to have been baptized by an apocalyptic storm, plunging into the end times, with earth and rocks flying everywhere and smoke and dust filling the sky.
However, no one saw that Ye Xuan, who was shrouded in an icy halo at the center of the dust storm, was completely unaffected.
As for the icy protective shield, it did not budge even slightly despite being attacked by numerous cultivators; it was terrifyingly sturdy!
Beyond the dust storm, dozens of the Golden Core Realm cultivators were swept away by that ferocious force, instantly torn to pieces, scattering blood everywhere.
Even some Nascent Soul Early Stage could easily cough up blood and turn deathly pale if they weren't careful.
This storm is absolutely terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
The combined full power of nearly a hundred cultivators was no joke; the terrifying storm was simply suffocating!
At this moment, they were all staring intently at the center of the dust storm, some muttering to themselves.
"He should be dead by now, right?"
"He must be dead! In such a storm, even if he possessed the Chaos Sacred Body, even if his physical body was invincible, there was absolutely no way he could have survived!"
"Won't the jade token for the quota be damaged?"
"No, that's the key to entering the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm. It's said to have been forged by a powerful expert, and even senior experts above the Heavenly Position cannot damage it."
The group whispered amongst themselves, their eyes fixed on the eye of the dust storm.
Before killing Ye Xuan, they were angry and impulsive.
They wanted to kill this holy son and seize the jade token for his place.
But after they actually killed Ye Xuan, they calmed down and thought about some of the possible consequences.
Holy Son Ye, Chaos Sacred Body, a rare find throughout the ages, is a figure treasured by the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
But now, they have slaughtered such a being, and many people witnessed it.
At this moment, even those few Nascent Soul Peak felt a mix of worry and fear.
However, just as the group was filled with mixed emotions and staring intently at the eye of the storm—
The change happened suddenly!