Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair cascading down his back like frost and snow, a few strands of hair gently brushing against his face in the wind, making his skin appear even whiter and more like jade.
Her eyes were long and narrow with a slight upturn, extremely captivating phoenix eyes, as if they contained a thousand-year-old glacier, exuding a bone-chilling coldness and aloofness.
Faced with the endless attacks, he remained calm, his deep phoenix eyes showing only tranquility, and he did not even move an inch.
He slowly raised his long, slender right hand with distinct knuckles, palm down, and gently pressed it down, the movement graceful yet containing immense power.
He was enveloped by divine halos, his silver hair dancing wildly, as if he were standing in the midst of a dazzling sun, radiating intense brilliance.
A terrifying force beyond human comprehension swept across the sky. At that moment, the heavens and earth trembled, the sea surged, and everyone was stunned.
The Shen Lineage who were charging towards Su Chen were filled with endless fear, lost their will to fight, stopped in their tracks, and then turned and fled.
That power was so terrifying that their very souls trembled. They were completely unable to fight back. If they continued to attack, death would be the only outcome. This was their instinct, and it was very strong.
However, the moment they turned around, that force, like billions of stars, pressed down fiercely, with all sorts of divine light spreading and strange phenomena filling the sky, which was extremely terrifying.
Countless powerful members of the Shen Lineage suddenly contracted their pupils, overwhelmed by fear and despair. Their bodies went out of control, and they knelt on the ground, unable to resist, and utterly powerless to do so. It seemed that they could only be suppressed.
The force was terrifying, pressing down on their bones, making them crack and pop, their faces contorted in pain, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.
The Shen Lineage disciples, witnessing this scene, trembled uncontrollably, their legs went weak, they felt utterly powerless, cold sweat covered their entire bodies, and their hearts pounded like drums.
Raise your hand to suppress!
Holy crap!
unbelievable!
Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief. Su Chen's strength seemed to exceed their expectations; he was simply too strong.
Su Chen stood there quietly, enveloped in a divine halo, surrounded by chaotic energy and radiant light. The aura he exuded made everyone tremble, as if he were a true High Antiquity powerhouse, terrifyingly strong.
Shen Lingxu and the other elders stared intently at him, their brows furrowed tightly, their expressions extremely solemn and shocked.
So strong!
This was their assessment of Su Chen. To be able to suppress so many powerful members of their Shen Lineage with a mere wave of his hand, he must be at least a Mid-stage Immortal Emperor.
They were shocked. This man didn't seem very old, yet he had already become a Immortal Emperor, an achievement that many people could never attain in their entire lives.
Although such achievements are already terrifying, the Shen Lineage has dominated the Immortal Realm for countless years because they have many Immortal Emperor experts within their clan. They do not even consider Mid-stage Immortal Emperor a threat.
"I'll go and kill him!"
An elder of the Shen Lineage took a step forward, his aura overwhelming, causing the heavens and earth to rumble. The power of Mid-stage Immortal Emperor spread and swept across all directions.
A buzzing sound suddenly rang out, and a blade of light tore through the sky, bursting forth with a heaven-reaching radiance. Its killing intent was overwhelming and impossible to resist. The blinding blade light made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.
Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. His eyes were like a still pond, calm and undisturbed. His three thousand silver hairs swayed, and his whole body shone with rosy light.
With a wave of his hand, a world-destroying power surged forth, shattering the space within a million miles, rumbling loudly, and everyone felt fear.
Boom!
The two collided, causing a deafening explosion, intense light, and overwhelming Saber Intent. However, faced with that power, they cracked and shattered in an instant, utterly powerless, like ants trying to shake a tree.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed through the sky as the elder was blasted away, his face contorted in pain. His body cracked open, blood seeping from the fissures, quickly turning him into a blood-soaked figure, a truly horrifying sight.
Before he could react, Su Chen suddenly appeared, reached out his right hand, and grabbed his neck, rendering him unable to resist.
A powerful aura of death swept over the elder, making his hair stand on end. His eyes were filled with terror as he struggled desperately, but to no avail.
What truly terrified him was that the power within him seemed to be sealed, rendering him unable to use it; otherwise, he could have broken free.
At this moment, he was like an ant, completely at Su Chen's mercy. Su Chen, on the other hand, was like a god in the heavens, radiating endless light, with invincible momentum, unmatched by anyone!
The scene was terrifying. He had been suppressing a powerful cultivator at the Mid-stage Immortal Emperor, yet this powerful cultivator appeared extremely insignificant before Haoyue.
Everyone was struck dumb, their eyes widening as they gasped in shock. This person was far too strong! Even an elder with the strength of Mid-stage Immortal Emperor was no match for him. How could this be? Could he not be Mid-stage Immortal Emperor at all, but Late-stage Immortal Emperor?
Upon realizing this, everyone's pupils contracted sharply, feeling incredulous. It seemed they had underestimated Su Chen's strength.
Shen Lingxu clenched his fists, his expression extremely grim. He truly hadn't expected Su Chen's strength to be so formidable, a fact he found hard to accept. At this moment, he even regretted making Su Chen his enemy, but it was all too late; regret was useless.
An elder asked anxiously, "The Fifth Elder is still in his hands, what should we do?"
Another elder hesitated for a moment before saying, "He probably wouldn't dare kill the Fifth Elder, would he?"
"He dared to kill Shen Qiu, what wouldn't he dare to do?" an elder immediately retorted.
The elders' hearts sank, and their faces showed anxiety.
Shen Qiu's death is no big deal; after all, he was only at the Immortal Sovereign Realm. But they can't afford to lose an Immortal Emperor, as this would greatly weaken the Shen Lineage's overall strength.
They looked at Shen Lingxu, awaiting his instructions.
Shen Lingxu suppressed his emotions, stared at Su Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Release him, and my Shen Lineage will not be your enemy."
He compromised. There was no other way; the Immortal Emperor Elder was simply too important. As the clan leader, he was well aware of what it would mean if an Immortal Emperor were to fall.
"You think you can just let me go like that? Wouldn't I lose face?" Su Chen said calmly, his long silver hair flowing down and shimmering.
Shen Lingxu said coldly, "Young man, it's always better to leave yourself an out, otherwise the consequences will be more serious than you imagine."
"Oh?"
Su Chen smiled disdainfully. His slender figure was enveloped in dazzling divine light, vast and boundless, leaving many people astonished and trembling with inexplicable shock.
"Ah!"
He suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and the Fifth Elder's face contorted in agony as he roared in pain, his bones cracking as if they were about to snap. He felt as if he were about to die, having reached the legendary Gates of Hell, which terrified him to the extreme.
"Presumptuous!"
Shen Lingxu roared, and a surging aura spread out, instantly cracking the surrounding space and causing everything to tremble. He was almost about to make a move, but in the end, he held back.