The earlier strike failed to annihilate the Spirit King, which was unexpected to Ye Qingchen as well.

However.

The Spirit King, being a Yin Spirit and having the body of a fierce ghost, was also a heterodox evil cultivator. How could he lack life-saving techniques? Ye Qingchen didn’t know how many such trump cards he still had, but he intended to directly crush the opponent’s soul, completely cutting off the Spirit King’s chances!

The moment Ye Qingchen raised his palm, a fierce wind surged around the virtual space, swiftly forming a massive blue palm that flew directly forward!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The nine-headed evil ghost black dragon, which charged forward, stood no chance against this palm and was shredded and overwhelmed almost instantly like a lone leaf in a grand wave.

Then, this palm showed no sign of losing momentum, advancing directly to crush the Spirit King!

"Get out of my way!"

The Spirit King roared, striking fiercely with one claw against the giant palm.

Yet, the result was that his full-force claw couldn’t stop the descending giant palm; instead, it caused his soul to tremble and nearly fall apart!

"Roar!"

The Spirit King let out an angry roar.

He took a sudden step forward, his feet planting into the ground like the roots of an old tree. At the same time, his body expanded once more, reaching a height of a hundred meters like a magical statue, standing on the ground and holding up the sky, as if he intended to support the heavens and earth by sheer force!

But the result was a miserable scream that echoed.

In the midst of crackling explosions, the palm descended with overwhelming force, pounding down onto the earth with a thunderous crash.

"Boom!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, sweeping out with a fierce wind. All the trees and rocks around were shattered on the spot. The entire Broken Secret Realm was left in ruins, like the aftermath of a typhoon!

Crash!

The many evil cultivators in the area were swept away by the wind, flung outwards. They barely managed to look ahead and saw that when the giant palm dissipated, only a deep handprint remained, and the Spirit King had been crushed to the point that his soul perished!

Human Immortal Second Layer, killed with one palm strike? 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Hiss!

Sounds of gasping for air echoed.

"How is this possible?"

In a chorus of exclamations, the many evil cultivators looked at Ye Qingchen as if mice had seen a cat, their pupils contracting uncontrollably. And when Ye Qingchen’s gaze slowly turned towards them, they felt even their hair stand on end, falling to their knees in terror, eagerly kowtowing.

Especially when Ye Qingchen looked their way, fear struck, leaving them with no will to resist, only incessantly begging for mercy.

In the terrified gazes of everyone, Ye Qingchen said expressionlessly:

"I killed the Spirit King, do any of you have any objections?"

"No, no, none at all!" The evil cultivators hastily kowtowed, their heads thudding against the ground.

Ye Qingchen continued to ask, "Then this Yin Water Cold Pool is mine, do any of you have any objections?"

"No, no, absolutely none!" The evil cultivators felt their courage falter.

Especially Zhang Ren, who frantically kowtowed, creating a noticeable dent in the ground. His strength had greatly diminished after Yan Zhengze severed his arm. Even the Spirit King, reaching Human Immortal Second Layer, couldn’t withstand one palm from Ye Qingchen. How could he?

The other evil cultivators were shaking as if struck by fear. At this moment, they had no thoughts of seizing the Yin Water Cold Pool, only hoping to survive and protect their own lives!

"If that’s the case, then get out!" Ye Qingchen waved his hand dismissively, as though dismissing a group of ants.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

These evil cultivators didn’t dare lift their heads, tremblingly rising from the ground and scrambling to flee the Broken Secret Realm, wishing they had two more legs.

Almost rolling and crawling, they quickly escaped the Broken Secret Realm.

Witnessing this scene.

Yuan Chong, Qiuyuan, and others were both amazed and frightened.

They were amazed that Ye Qingchen possessed such abilities, able to kill a Human Immortal Second Layer with one palm. They feared whether he would hold a grudge against them for repeatedly provoking him during this period!

Just as these thoughts crossed their minds, they saw Ye Qingchen already looking in their direction with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Ye, spare my life..."

Yuan Chong immediately fell to his knees.

Just earlier, the Spirit King was such a formidable figure, even stepping into Human Immortal Second Layer at a life-or-death moment, almost driving everyone to despair. Yet Ye Qingchen killed him with a single palm. Just after escaping the wolf’s den, he found himself in the tiger’s lair.

"Did you not say I would suffer earlier? You were ordering me around, why do you lack the boldness now?" Ye Qingchen asked him with a half-smile.

Yuan Chong’s face was full of bitterness upon hearing this.

The other Daluo Sect disciples were similarly overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Before this, Kong Jing had already informed them about Ye Qingchen, but none believed it, treating Ye Qingchen as a mere joke!

Now, Ye Qingchen had killed the Spirit King with a single palm and chased away numerous evil cultivators with a word, dominating everyone, reversing life and death, what kind of imposing dominance was this?

"What kind of method is this! I thought you were merely a boastful kid, didn’t expect I was just a frog at the bottom of a well!" Qiuyuan was left in turmoil, jaw agape.

No wonder he dared to walk alone into the Withered Forest.

No wonder he dismissed Yuan Chong and other Human Immortals.

No wonder he was unfazed facing the unstoppable Spirit King.

Turns out, he indeed had something to rely on! And this was just the Celestial Venerable Ninth Layer, yet he possessed the means to kill Human Immortal Second Layer. What terror would he present upon reaching Human Immortal?

"I originally thought Kong Jing was deceived by his flowery words... Didn’t expect he turned out to be a true dragon!"

Thinking of this, Qiuyuan braced himself and stepped forward, speaking somewhat stiffly: "Mr. Ye, it was our fault, but please spare him on account of Kong Jing?"

Yuan Chong anxiously looked on.

However, Ye Qingchen didn’t answer, instead frowning as he glanced towards the outside of the Broken Secret Realm.

"What’s wrong?"

As everyone puzzled over the situation, suddenly outside the realm came cries and the sound of fighting. Soon, they saw figures, clumsy and disarrayed, retreating into the Broken Secret Realm.

The people of Daluo Sect, shocked, drew their weapons, only to see that it was the evil cultivators who had left earlier.

But these evil cultivators were all wounded and in a sorry state. Especially Zhang Ren, whose arm had been severed, was almost split open at the chest by a sword, filthy blood flowing. Incensed, Zhang Ren took cover and retreated while shouting loudly:

"Who are you? Why did you attack us?"

Clang!

The words have barely been spoken.

A jet-black blade light suddenly descends from the sky.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Zhang Ren’s body, more indomitable than a walking corpse, is split into two by this blade, brutally cleaved from head to foot.

In the spray of blood, amidst the dancing limbs.

"I am an elder of the Blood Kill Hall of Ten Thousand Gods Sect, Wang Qinhu!" A man dressed in a black robe suddenly steps out. He raises his head, giving the horrified crowd a broad grin: "Why do I need a reason to kill you?"

Ten Thousand Gods Sect, Blood Kill Hall!

A commotion arises all around.

Why has the opponent suddenly come here? Moreover, it seems they planned this ahead of time. The crowd is either confused, suspicious, or enraged. Only Kong Jing’s expression changes, as she suddenly looks at Ye Qingchen.

"Could it be?"

A sense of foreboding arises in her heart.

Indeed.

Just as the thought occurs to her, she sees Wang Qinhu stepping forward suddenly, grinning at Ye Qingchen:

"Haha, Ye Qingchen, I’ve finally found you!"

Swoosh!

The words fall.

Regardless of whether they are present evil cultivators or numerous Daluo Sect disciples, their gazes all turn to Ye Qingchen. These people from Ten Thousand Gods Sect came for Ye Qingchen?

Is there some kind of vendetta between them?

"Ten Thousand Gods Sect?"

Ye Qingchen’s eyes slightly narrow.

He already suspected long ago that the trip to the Withered Forest wasn’t as simple as it seemed on the surface, so he had been wary of Wang Luocheng and others! Yet he didn’t expect that it would be Ten Thousand Gods Sect making a move.

Obviously.

This was deliberately leaked information, intending to incite violence!

"Is it just you alone?"

Ye Qingchen coldly sneers.

"Ye Qingchen, you’re indeed strong. Despite only having Celestial Venerable cultivation, you’ve slain two Hall Masters from our Ten Thousand Gods Sect’s Earth Kill Hall and Celestial Kill Hall. Our Ten Thousand Gods Sect, if we intend to kill you, how could we only send one person?"

Wang Qinhu laughs loudly.

The words fall.

In the shocked gaze of the crowd, a haggard, white-haired old woman steps out from outside the broken secret realm. She embodies the tranquility of a silent sea, not to be underestimated.

Seeing this old woman, the eyes of a few evil cultivators in the scene almost bulge out:

"Blood Kill Hall, Yao Guangjing!"

Yao Guangjing.

As a Blood Kill Hall elder, her cultivation is naturally strong, just one step away from reaching Human Immortal Third Layer. Her aura does not lose out to Wang Qinhu, but is even slightly stronger.

Next.

As the void lightly trembles, another person steps into the scene.

This is a wizened old man, armed with a long sword, appearing before everyone almost without warning.

"Master of Blood Kill Hall, Zhu Tianzheng!"

The evil cultivators stir again, and even the Daluo Sect group widens their eyes, focusing on Ye Qingchen. This Zhu Tianzheng is also a prominent figure in the dark arts, who had suddenly vanished without a trace, unexpectedly joining Ten Thousand Gods Sect as the master of Blood Kill Hall!

But Ye Qingchen stands with hands behind his back beside the broken secret realm, expression unchanged.

Boom!

With Zhu Tianzheng’s appearance, more figures emerge.

"Yue Shiming, Meng Fanggang, Xiang Jiuyang, Gong Shikun!"

With each appearance.

The atmosphere becomes increasingly oppressive, like a mountain weighing on everyone’s hearts.

The previous three were powerful members of Blood Kill Hall. The four who appeared later are elders of Ten Thousand Gods Sect, equivalent to the Seven Peaks Supreme Elders of Taotian Palace in status.

However.

Shockingly, after these four appear, they do not attack Ye Qingchen, standing alongside Wang Qinhu, Yao Guangjing, and Zhu Tianzheng, quietly waiting.

"Blood Kill Hall!"

"And four elders of Ten Thousand Gods Sect."

"Could it be..."

Witnessing this scene, everyone present can’t help but tremble, their minds racing with a possibility.

Just as everyone’s thoughts surface.

Inside the broken secret realm, both the evil cultivators and Daluo Sect disciples detect a terrifying aura rapidly approaching. Almost simultaneously, they glance forward, exchanging looks, gulping involuntarily.

"What a terrifying presence..."

"Is it...?"

Huff!

In their view.

An elder silently steps forth, appearing directly in front of everyone. This elder is hunched over, with a bent back, but as he appears, the atmosphere in the broken secret realm plummets.

The already stunned crowd now reaches the pinnacle of their horror.

The master of Ten Thousand Gods Sect—

Xiao Qi’an!

In this moment, even Ye Qingchen can’t help but show a slight change in expression.