Zhao Yu took a deep breath, slowly turned around, faced Su Chen, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, "I wonder if Senior is satisfied?"
He felt bitter inside. His possession vessel had been destroyed, and the Extreme Cold Immortal Sect had lost all face. If it weren't for that person who made him listen to Su Chen, he would definitely have fought Su Chen to the death.
Su Chen remained calm and shook his head slightly, "Not enough."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu said in a deep voice, "I have already killed the Fifth Elder. What else does Senior want?"
"I want your entire Extreme Cold Immortal Sect to become a subordinate force of the Guanghan Palace," Su Chen said calmly, a few strands of silver hair brushing against his face.
"Has he gone mad? He actually wants to make my Extreme Cold Immortal Sect a subordinate force of someone else? In his dreams!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in a commotion, each glaring angrily at Su Chen, yet none daring to show their anger too obviously, lest they attract Su Chen's attention.
"Senior, aren't you going too far?" Zhao Yu's expression also turned ugly, his hands clenched tightly. If he weren't wary of Su Chen's strength, he would have already made a move.
The main problem is that Su Chen's request is simply too much. The Extreme Cold Immortal Sect is a force to be reckoned with in the entire Human Domain, yet Su Chen wants it to become an affiliated force of the Extreme Cold Immortal Sect Guanghan Palace. Isn't that excessive?
It should be the Guanghan Palace, a subordinate force of his Extreme Cold Immortal Sect!
"You're not convinced?" Su Chen's expression was cold, and an invisible pressure, as if from the Nine Nether, spread out, causing everything in heaven and earth to tremble, flash with cold light, and surge like waves.
Everyone trembled violently, their faces gradually losing color, their eyes filled with terror, and their bodies went limp. That oppressive aura made their souls tremble; it was terrifying, truly terrifying.
Even Zhao Yu was no different from the others at this moment. You must know that he was a powerful expert at the Immortal Sovereign Ninth Layer Peak. However, even such an expert could not withstand that terrifying pressure. This is enough to show how powerful that pressure was!
Zhao Yu stared at Su Chen, his scalp tingling. Why was this oppressive aura even more terrifying than that emanating from his ancestor? Could this person be stronger than his ancestor?
It was a magnificent and blazing light. Su Chen stood at the center, his expression cold, enveloped in dazzling divine light, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable.
The oppressive force was so terrifying that most people's legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, struggling to breathe, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
Zhao Yu gritted his teeth, struggling to hold on, his whole body trembling, but if this continued, he would probably collapse soon. It was unbelievable that a Immortal Sovereign Ninth Layer Peak was in such a sorry state.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop." At this moment, a deep, ancient voice rang out, and then a beam of blue light shot straight into the sky, piercing through the clouds. An old man slowly emerged from the light.
The old man, dressed in a gray robe, had cloudy and weathered eyes. He exuded an incomparably powerful Emperor's Might, causing the void to boil and blue light to pour down.
This old man is none other than the patriarch of the Extreme Cold Immortal Sect, and also the only Immortal Emperor, Wu Shengqian!
This person is an extraordinary existence. The Extreme Cold Immortal Sect stands at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm because of him, and is respected and admired by countless people. His strength is terrifying, possessing the strength of Mid-stage Immortal Emperor!
Wu Shengqian's expression was extremely solemn at this moment. Ever since Su Chen and the other person appeared, he had been observing their every move. At first, he thought they were just two ignorant brats, but as he continued to observe, he became more and more shocked, because Su Chen's strength actually made him feel fear!
What does this mean?
You must understand, he is no insignificant ant, but a genuine Mid-stage Immortal Emperor. With such strength, he can confidently say that he can roam freely in the Immortal Realm without anyone daring to provoke him!
However, even with his extraordinary strength, he still sensed danger from Su Chen. Didn't this mean that Su Chen was even stronger than him?
absurd!
Absolutely outrageous!
Wu Shengqian refused to believe it. After all, Su Chen didn't look very old. To break through to the Immortal Emperor level at such a young age was already heaven-defying enough. If he was also stronger than him, how could anyone else survive? He simply refused to believe it, no matter what.
Su Chen turned his head and looked at him. His deep eyes were filled with endless indifference. In an instant, Wu Shengqian felt as if he were being stared at by a terrifying being from the Nine Nether Netherworld. His pupils dilated and his whole body tensed up. He retreated violently, putting distance between himself and Su Chen. He only stopped when he was more than a million miles away, but the feeling of trepidation was still there!
Wu Shengqian gasped, staring at Su Chen in shock. "Damn, what's wrong with this kid? Those eyes are terrifying!"
He forced himself to remain calm, forcing a smile. "Fellow Daoist, let's talk this out."
"Willing or not, it's just a matter of one word," Su Chen said calmly, gazing at Wu Shengqian in the distance, his exquisitely handsome face revealing a cold demeanor.
Wu Shengqian's expression immediately turned ugly, "This..."
"Fine." Su Chen shook his head, a hint of impatience in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down. "All of you, kneel down!"
These few words, though few, carried the might of High Antiquity times, shaking heaven and earth. Those who heard them felt a pain in their eardrums. The next moment, a vast and invisible pressure swept across all directions, and everyone felt as if countless mountains were pressing down on their shoulders!
A series of dull thuds were heard, and everyone was forced to their knees without any resistance, their faces contorted in pain, their bones cracking as if they were about to be crushed.
Wu Shengqian's expression changed drastically. He roared and unleashed boundless power from his body. A ten-thousand-foot-long blue light enveloped him, causing the surrounding area to tremble and churn violently, attempting to resist the oppressive force.
However, the pressure was far too overwhelming. The power within Wu Shengqian's body was instantly shattered, his face turned deathly pale, and he coughed up blood. Before he could react, the pressure pressed down on him, and unsurprisingly, his legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground.
"Ah!" Wu Shengqian roared in resentment. He had roamed the Immortal Realm for countless years. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? His body and soul ignited at this moment.
However, in just a short while, his physical body and soul were suppressed, pressed down tightly, as if sealed away.
I'm stunned!
Wu Shengqian's eyes widened, his gaze empty and bewildered.
"This... how is this possible?" he said, trembling with disbelief. He was disheveled and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Wu Shengqian, as a powerful Immortal Emperor, possessed unparalleled strength. Yet, he was suppressed by a single word, which was truly outrageous. Countless people's minds were buzzing, feeling as if they were dreaming.
How much strength would it take to do that?
As everyone stared at the figure in the air, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, fear washing over them like a raging river.
Su Chen remained expressionless, his silver hair dancing wildly in the wind. The rosy light, like a dazzling brocade, surrounded him, each ray of light like a sacred edict, radiating supreme pressure.
He seemed to be the Ruler of chaos, with heaven and earth trembling beneath his feet. Before him, all people became small and insignificant...