Two Saints Fall, a Holy Lord Arrives

A sword thrust out, and blood-red sword light blazed across heaven and earth.

At that moment, even time stopped breathing. Throughout the world, only that dazzling sword strike remained.

Wherever the sword light passed, Devil Creatures and blood mist alike were utterly destroyed, reduced to nothingness.

The entire grand formation shattered like glass with a thunderous crash.

The powerful aftershocks swept through the entire holy land.

Under their impact, living beings, mountains, rivers, and lakes all crumbled.

Finally, that streak of sword light, its momentum undiminished, split the entire sky in two.

Only after a long while did it slowly mend.

The might of a single sword strike was terrifying indeed!

All three men within the formation suffered a violent backlash, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

They grew even more listless.

Clearly, they were severely injured.

Yet at that moment, none of the three paid any attention to this.

Their minds were filled with that incomparably breathtaking sword strike.

That strike had engraved itself deep into their minds, becoming their eternal nightmare.

Tian Yuanzi stared blankly at Ye Chen, his eyes vacant, his mouth repeating nonstop, "Impossible, impossible!"

He truly could not believe that a Quasi-Emperor could possess such tremendous strength.

The might of that strike had probably almost rivaled a blow from a Great Emperor.

Elder Wan also looked at Ye Chen in utter disbelief, his expression exceedingly complicated.

Shock and regret filled his heart.

He had tried to steal a chicken only to lose his rice, provoking such a formidable enemy.

Most importantly, this man was a member of the Ye Lineage.

The mere thought of the Ye Lineage at its zenith a hundred thousand years ago made him shudder.

The Heavenly Origin Holy Lord was in an even worse state.

His cultivation realm had been the lowest to begin with, and his injuries were more severe.

At that moment, all his internal organs were shattered, and who knew how many bones throughout his body had broken.

Most importantly, a vast, profound, and incomparably domineering Dao law was constantly eroding his body.

It left him completely unable to recover.

At this rate, he would probably become the first Saint Realm expert in a hundred thousand years to die from aftershocks.

Ye Chen put away his longsword, his deep, cold eyes turning toward the three men within the formation.

Then, with a flicker, he appeared before them.

Tian Yuanzi raised his head and stared at Ye Chen with a complicated expression, his voice hoarse. "Are you truly members of the Ye Lineage from a hundred thousand years ago?"

"I am."

Ye Chen answered indifferently, then turned his head slightly and looked behind him. "He isn't, though perhaps he will be in the future!"

With those words, he turned back. Just as he was about to search their souls, the Heavenly Origin Holy Lord began begging loudly for mercy.

"Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

Tears streaming down his face, he pointed at Tian Yuanzi while kowtowing fiercely, blood spattering everywhere. "It was all him! He forced me!"

"All these years, he was the one who wanted to work against the Ye Lineage in secret! It had nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me!"

"I can tell you anything you want to know!"

"I can be a dog, your dog! Whoever you tell me to bite, I'll bite!"

He straightened up and shuffled toward Ye Chen on his knees, his eyes filled with intense hope.

He was, after all, an expert at the perfected Saint Realm.

If he volunteered to become Ye Chen's dog, Ye Chen would have absolutely no reason to refuse.

Yet he had no idea that, looking like this, he no longer bore even the slightest resemblance to a Saint.

Ye Chen cast him a disgusted glance and said indifferently, "My dog is far stronger than you. You think you're worthy?"

Then his divine sense pierced straight into the man's mind.

The man's eyes instantly went vacant.

Within moments, he stopped breathing and collapsed to the ground, never to rise again.

Yet disbelief still lingered on his face.

Elder Wan's face was filled with terror.

This was an expert at the perfected Saint Realm!

Killed without a moment's hesitation!

Just as his heart sank to rock bottom, Tian Yuanzi's voice reached his divine sense.

"Brother Wan, I still have a way to escape!"

He hurriedly asked, "Really?"

"Really! As long as you can hold this man off for a single breath!"

Hearing this, Elder Wan gritted his teeth and agreed at once.

With a blade already at his throat, he had no room to think further.

Though severely injured, he still had trump cards and was confident he could hold out for just one breath.

Yet he completely failed to notice the vicious smile at the corner of Tian Yuanzi's mouth.

After sorting through the vast, jumbled information in the Heavenly Origin Holy Lord's mind, Ye Chen once again turned his icy gaze toward Elder Wan.

In an instant, Elder Wan's hair stood on end, and a chill swept through his entire body.

Throwing everything else aside, he was about to strike first with a sudden attack.

Just then, an urgent voice rang out from afar.

"Senior, show mercy! Show mercy!"

A streak of azure light flashed past, arriving between Ye Chen and Elder Wan in the blink of an eye.

The newcomer was none other than the Myriad Origins Holy Lord.

He had intended to discuss matters with Elder Wan, but as he neared the Heavenly Origin Holy Land, he noticed a great battle taking place there.

The pressure radiating from its center faintly made even his heart tremble.

He feared Elder Wan was in danger.

Thus, he quickened his pace further.

Having arrived just in time, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Ye Chen with an ingratiating smile. "Senior, I am the Holy Lord of the Myriad Origins Holy Land, Wan..."

Before he could finish, his smile vanished, his face turning utterly stiff.

For he sensed that Elder Wan, behind him, had already lost all signs of life.

He turned around and stared at Elder Wan, his eyes wide.

Disbelief still lingered on the elder's face, along with countless strands of bitter resentment!

He turned back in fury and fixed his gaze on Ye Chen, his tone exceedingly cold. "Senior, what is the meaning of this?"

"Why should I, Ye Chen, ever need to explain my actions to anyone?"

Ye Chen raised his head and looked down at him disdainfully. "I killed him, so he deserved to die!"

At those words, the veins on the Myriad Origins Holy Lord's forehead throbbed wildly.

Too arrogant! Far too arrogant!

He had never seen anyone so arrogant in his life!

Even a Quasi-Emperor had no right to act so arrogantly before the Myriad Origins Holy Land!

Just as he was about to issue a threat, he suddenly thought of something.

Then his eyes widened so much they seemed about to bulge out completely.

"You... you're from the Ye Lineage?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded.

He still did not know the full background of the Myriad Origins Holy Land, so he had not attacked directly.

At this, towering waves of shock surged through the Myriad Origins Holy Lord's heart.

He had never imagined that the person backing the Ye Lineage would be the Quasi-Emperor standing before him!

The Ye Lineage actually still had a living Quasi-Emperor.

He had always thought another faction was secretly looking after them. He had never expected the Ye Lineage itself to possess such formidable strength.

If this news spread, a storm of blood would surely sweep across the entire Heavenly Profound Continent.

Those factions could not possibly allow the Ye Lineage to grow.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at Ye Chen with an exceedingly solemn expression and said, "Senior Ye, the Myriad Origins Holy Land has no intention of becoming enemies with the Ye Lineage. Everything that happened before was Elder Wan's own decision and had nothing to do with the holy land."

"I take my leave!"

With that, he turned and left, even faster than he had arrived.

He did not want to drag the holy land into this, so he chose to withdraw outright.

As for the deaths of the two elders, he would simply pretend they had never happened!

After all, the Ye Lineage had made tremendous contributions to humanity and the Heavenly Profound Continent back then.

Of course, more importantly, they had a Great Emperor puppet. They could not beat it. They simply could not beat it!

Watching that streak of azure light race away, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

The people of the Myriad Origins Holy Land were rather interesting.

That would be his next stop!

At that moment, the Myriad Origins Holy Lord was congratulating himself on having extricated the holy land so quickly when his heart suddenly fluttered for no apparent reason.

"Could I have taken too many Fast-Acting Heart-Saving Pills and developed side effects?"

He shook his head, thought no more of it, and hurried back to the holy land.

An upheaval unseen in a hundred thousand years was coming, and he needed to prepare ahead of time.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen turned back and quietly looked at Tian Yuanzi, a cold smile spreading across his face.

Even now, this old thing kept playing little tricks.

He wanted to see just what tricks Tian Yuanzi could pull.