The power of one palm, how terrifying!

It forcibly repelled hundreds of Celestial Venerables!

Those Celestial Venerables who arrived later, upon witnessing this scene, abruptly changed from extreme action to extreme stillness. For a moment, they all looked at the green-clad figure ahead with immensely shocked eyes.

"Ye... Ye Qingchen!"

Someone spoke hoarsely.

Yes.

By now, no one could fail to recognize the identity of the person. Besides the top young prodigies, only this young man could repel hundreds of Celestial Venerables with a single palm strike.

"That’s right, it’s Mr. Ye!" Lu Yanwu, seeing that Ye Qingchen managed to intimidate many Celestial Venerables into not daring to act recklessly with just a single gesture, immediately shouted coldly, "This Golden Bell now belongs to Mr. Ye. Leave early!"

Dead silence.

No response.

Even though the Golden Bell was right in front of them, and despite the rewards and glory it represented, which made everyone covetous, seeing that green-clad youth was like having a bucket of ice water poured over them.

After he had slain Zhang Muyun in the square and fought Zhang Nanxuan, Ye Qingchen’s reputation had soared to its peak. To everyone, he was almost on par with those top young prodigies!

"Oh oh oh!"

In the square.

The numerous cultivators watching this scene saw Ye Qingchen, with just a lift of his hand, repel a hundred Celestial Venerables, and furthermore, scare hundreds into not daring to take a step forward.

Instantly, there were cheers and shouts.

"So strong!"

"This is Ye Qingchen’s power!"

"His current strength is already on par with those top young prodigies! He might even have a chance of winning first place in the selection!"

The entire square was almost turned upside down by the cheers.

Above the clouds.

The many Elders watching this scene were also filled with shock in their eyes.

"Is this real?"

Zhang Nanxuan almost ground his teeth to dust, but soon he responded, sneering coldly, "This is just the first wave. I don’t believe he can withstand the next few waves!"

Just as he was thinking that.

Indeed.

In the valley, more than a dozen figures appeared in everyone’s sight.

Some were playing with flying knives, others wielding long spears, and among them, a youth clad in white with a sword at his waist. These people were none other than Tang Lifei, Lin Tianlai, and others.

Seeing these figures, everyone couldn’t help but change their expressions.

Eyes showing fear.

Even Lu Yanwu and Lin Shifei were feeling uncertain.

"Ye Qingchen?"

Lin Tianlai and the others saw the Golden Bell, first rejoicing, but upon seeing Ye Qingchen seated there, their brows immediately furrowed.

They too heard the sound of the Golden Bell and came chasing. Along the way, they were guessing who had snatched the Golden Bell. Little did they expect it was Ye Qingchen!

"Ye Qingchen, hand over the Golden Bell and get out of the valley! I’ll spare your life!" Lin Tianlai said arrogantly, "You have no right to covet this Golden Bell!"

They hadn’t seen Ye Qingchen slay Zhang Muyun, hadn’t seen him fight Zhang Nanxuan, nor had they seen Ye Qingchen’s earlier stance of driving back a hundred Celestial Venerables with a single palm.

They simply didn’t regard Ye Qingchen!

"Indeed!" Tang Lifei squinted his eyes, "Be sensible and hand over the Golden Bell; otherwise, don’t blame us for being ruthless! In this selection, killing isn’t forbidden!"

The valley echoed with voices.

The Celestial Venerables in the valley folded their arms, looking at Ye Qingchen with a smirk. Although only a dozen had come this time, their might was even stronger than the previous hundred!

They wanted to see how Ye Qingchen would face these top young prodigies.

This Golden Bell!

Would Ye Qingchen hand it over or not?

"Even if Ye Qingchen is strong, can he withstand the onslaught of so many top young prodigies?"

"Indeed, indeed... With his strength, he simply can’t keep this Golden Bell! He’d better hand it over early, preserve his strength, and secure a Silver Bell! Otherwise, in the end, he might not even get a Bronze Bell!"

However.

Facing the fierce Lin Tianlai and others, and the mocking Celestial Venerables, Ye Qingchen remained seated, unmoving, simply extending his right hand to draw lightly.

Szzla!

A chilling gust of wind howled out.

However.

This gust of wind didn’t aim at them, but hit the ground. It carved a long sword mark on the ground, separating Ye Qingchen from Lin Tianlai and the Celestial Venerables.

"Ye Qingchen, what do you mean by this?"

Lin Tianlai squinted his eyes and said.

"Cross the line, and you’ll die!"

Ye Qingchen sat unmoving, speaking coolly.

Boom!

As those words fell.

Everyone present was shocked and changed their expressions.

Lin Tianlai and the others had a trace of humiliation flash across their faces. They had paved a path for Ye Qingchen over the Golden Bell, but he showed no gratitude and even dared to threaten them openly.

This was utterly disregarding them!

"Ye Qingchen, it seems you really don’t see the coffin and won’t cry! Since you’re seeking death, you can’t blame me!"

Lin Tianlai squinted his eyes.

Zheng!

He simply ignored the line beneath his feet, slapped his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and at once, a heaven-shocking sword sound echoed. A brilliant sword light shot across the sky in the valley, illuminating everything with a dazzling white glow.

Lin Tianlai moved with his sword, stepping forward, transforming into a heaven-shocking sword rainbow. The sword rainbow raged like a furious wave, bringing forth a vast sword wind, like a furious dragon rolling, shooting straight at Ye Qingchen!