Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 415 - 417: You Are Not Worthy!

Silence!

The vast Ten-mile-long Street was left only with the gentle sound of the wind.

Everyone was stunned like wooden chickens.

"Li Changfeng, do you still insist on doing this deal with me?" Ye Qingchen’s voice sounded faintly.

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng’s body trembled.

An endless bitter smile emerged on his face.

Mistake!

An enormous mistake!

Originally.

He believed that by joining forces with Han Jintang and Shen Tianci, he could easily kill Su Muzhe. However, he didn’t expect that Su Muzhe’s power was far beyond his imagination.

Greed is tempting, but one must have the life to take it!

"What do you want?" Li Changfeng squinted his eyes, filled with hatred.

"You, along with the two patriarchs of the Han Family and the Shen Family, came to besiege me; what do you think I should do?" Ye Qingchen chuckled lightly, "If I were in your hands, you probably wouldn’t show mercy either!"

The Martial Arts World naturally could not permit soft-heartedness.

If Ye Qingchen had fallen into his hands, even with the highest utility value, he would have killed him on the spot, leaving no future troubles. Of course, if he fell into Ye Qingchen’s hands, it would be the same outcome.

"It’s over!"

Ye Qingchen waved his hand lightly.

Su Muzhe narrowed his eyes, his entire body surged with clouds, once again conjuring a wild dragon, fiercely attacking. Upon seeing this, Li Changfeng’s face drastically changed. Previously, Shen Tianci had perished under this move, and Han Jintang barely survived by gathering his entire Qi and blood.

And Su Muzhe’s move this time was even more powerful than before. With his strength, how could he possibly fend off this attack? He was likely doomed!

"Forget it, forget it."

Li Changfeng let out a miserable laugh, his whole body surging with sword energy, ready to struggle desperately.

However.

Just when everyone thought Li Changfeng was about to perish on the spot, suddenly, a terrifying aura emerged from the void without warning.

This aura rapidly swept through the Ten-mile-long Street in an instant, enveloping everyone. With the sweep of this aura, everyone couldn’t help but feel their hair stand on end, their bodies covered in goosebumps.

If.

The auras of Su Muzhe, Li Changfeng, and Han Jintang were as imposing as mountains, giving a sense of insurmountability that only one could look up to.

Then the appearance of this aura brought a profound sense of fear. And this feeling permeated the blood, engraved in the bones, and branded in the soul!

Making one shiver uncontrollably!

"What?"

Upon feeling this aura, Su Muzhe was stunned.

However, before he could react, he saw a broad hand reach directly out of the void. That hand seemed ordinary, just slightly larger than an average person, but in his eyes, it appeared as monumental as a mountain, directly blocking between him and Li Changfeng.

Moreover, when it appeared, it gently pushed forward, striking the cloud dragon!

"Boom!"

A dull explosion sounded abruptly.

What was seen.

The cloud dragon fiercely swept forward, originally unstoppable, surging endlessly. Yet when it crashed onto that large hand, it was as if it hit a massive reef. Not only could it not shake the reef, but it also exploded on the spot.

Amidst the swirling clouds.

At the same time, a surging backforce violently swept back.

"Ugh!"

Su Muzhe grunted, immediately losing balance, retreating continuously. With each step, his feet seemed deeply entrenched in the ground, retreating dozens of steps before finally stopping.

"Who is this?"

Everyone present almost jumped up.

Originally.

Everyone believed that Li Changfeng was doomed. But who would have thought that a mysterious strongman suddenly intervened, using just one hand to block Su Muzhe’s seemingly unstoppable attack.

"Could it be?"

Su Muzhe’s pupils contracted, thinking of a possibility, quickly looking forward.

Ye Qingchen also frowned, staring tightly into the void.

What was seen.

In the space between, a thin figure quietly stepped out. It was a middle-aged man, with an ordinary appearance, wearing a long robe of black and gold, but most memorable were his broad hands.

"Great Guardian!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Li Changfeng’s pupils shrank, revealing an expression of wild joy.

Immediately.

The entire audience erupted, everyone was thrown into a frenzy, looking at the middle-aged man with incredulous eyes. That terrifying aura from before also emanated from him.

"Celestial God Sect’s people!"

"Mountain Department’s Great Guardian Shan Xuantong!"

Someone almost moaned aloud.

It must be known.

For the people of the Western Regions, the Celestial God Sect was the largest and most powerful existence. Even families like the Han Family, Shen Family, and Li Family, the top-tier aristocratic families of a whole continent, were like ants before the Celestial God Sect.

Now.

This Martial Arts Exchange Conference actually attracted a Guardian from the Celestial God Sect?

Only Ye Qingchen faintly frowned.

"Just a Guardian? Not the Hall Master of the Mountain Division?"

The Mountain Division of the Celestial God Sect governed the Celestial Sea Continent. The Hall Master was naturally the highest, followed by the three Guardians. A Guardian of the Mountain Division held the same status as the Four Vajras of the Thunder Department, but judging by this Guardian’s strength, he was far superior to the Four Vajras of the Thunder Department, almost comparable to Lei Ming.

Shan Xuantong stood in the field, coldly sweeping his gaze over Li Changfeng, angrily saying, "Worthless fool, can’t handle even such a small matter!"

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, repeatedly saying, "Great Guardian, it’s not that we are incompetent, but that their power is too strong. Han Jintang was severely injured, and Shen Tianci has already fallen... I beg the Great Guardian to avenge us!"

"Are you the Great Guardian of the Mountain Division? Why didn’t your Hall Master come?" Ye Qingchen asked coldly upon seeing him conversing as if no one else was present.

"Hmph, just a Strongest Celestial Saint, why would the Hall Master need to come?" Shan Xuantong coldly looked at Ye Qingchen, proudly saying, "Are you Mr. Ye? Upon seeing me, won’t you obediently hand over the treasure? Or do you still wish to struggle?"

Upon hearing this, everyone shuddered in their hearts, directing their gaze toward Ye Qingchen.

Yes!

The one before them was the Great Guardian of the Mountain Division of the Celestial God Sect. Even someone like Li Changfeng, a Strongest Celestial Saint, was servile and humble, like a junior.

Leaving aside the terrifying influence behind him, the display when Shan Xuantong appeared earlier had already proven his strength far exceeded that of a Strongest Celestial Saint.

Faced with this presence, did Ye Qingchen have any other choice?

If anyone else were in his shoes, they probably could only submit obediently.

Even Li Changfeng was looking on proudly, as if witnessing Ye Qingchen bowing his head, kneeling, and begging for mercy.

However.

Just as the thought arose, they saw Ye Qingchen still sitting there, as steady as Mount Tai. It seemed as if Shan Xuantong’s arrival had not impacted him at all; instead, he smiled:

"You are not worthy!"