"Screech!"

Under the force of the sword wind, the entire valley seemed to be torn apart. A long sword mark flipped and swept from under Lin Tianlai’s feet, directly blasting towards Ye Qingchen!

Even from a considerable distance, everyone could feel the Sword Qi rushing towards them, slicing their faces with pain!

"With Wu Xingyun and Tuoba Ye not present, they are the top existence! No one can contend with him!"

Feeling this strike.

The numerous Celestial Venerables in the field felt utterly shocked.

And Lin Tianlai’s face already bore a sinister smile, ready to cleave this disrespectful fellow in half with one blow.

Tang Lifei toyed with his flying knives, full of disdain, seemingly mocking Ye Qingchen for seeking his own death. In the field, neither Sun Wuming, He Zhiyuan, nor Sea of Jiang even glanced at Ye Qingchen; all of their attention was focused on the Golden Bell.

To them, this young man was completely unworthy of their consideration, much less their adversary.

However.

At that moment, Ye Qingchen slowly lifted his head, confronting Lin Tianlai’s terrifying strike, he merely extended a single finger and gently pointed it forward!

"Boom!"

In the valley, it was like thunder resounding.

And then.

Ye Qingchen’s finger pointed out, instantly tearing the fierce winds, gently landing on the tip of Lin Tianlai’s sword.

A white wave of energy erupted violently from the point where they met, rapidly expanding and spreading to the surroundings. Lin Shifei and Lu Yanwu, standing behind him, were promptly swept away by the gust.

The valley seemed to open a wind eye, blowing so fiercely that everyone couldn’t keep their eyes open, feeling the rush calling at their ears.

In the shocked gazes of everyone.

The dragon-sweeping-like sword light of Lin Tianlai suddenly halted in mid-air, the sinister smile freezing on his face. Meanwhile, the long sword in his hand bent and shattered with an astonishing posture.

"Bang!"

And then.

The countless fragments from the explosion, driven by the massive wave of energy, transformed into countless sharp arrows, piercing directly into Lin Tianlai’s body.

"Puff!"

Lin Tianlai spat out a mouthful of blood, and astoundingly, in full view of countless disbelief, flew backward like a broken kite string, crashing to the ground, his fate unknown!

Silence enveloped the scene.

No one expected that Ye Qingchen could blast the seemingly invincible Lin Tianlai away with just a finger.

And Tang Lifei, Sun Wuming, He Zhiyuan, Sea of Jiang, were all stupefied. None of them knew Ye Qingchen’s cultivation, but they reckoned Lin Tianlai’s earlier strike would be hard for them to deflect easily. Yet, Ye Qingchen blew him away with a single finger, so how formidable was Ye Qingchen really?

In an instant.

No one dared to step forward.

After a brief standoff, Tang Lifei eventually stepped out, coldly saying:

"Ye Qingchen, stop playing tricks, let me show you my skills!"

Having spoken.

The Tang Sect descendant had already stepped forward, simultaneously raising his hand abruptly, as a crystalline, jade-like flying knife rapidly shot forth.

As soon as this flying knife emerged, it divided into three, three into nine, transforming into a rain of blades that covered the sky in the blink of an eye, once more shooting towards Ye Qingchen!

The flying knife swept fiercely, beams from the knife radiated, emitting astonishing Knife Qi. This endless Knife Qi merged to form an ocean composed of Knife Qi.

At this moment.

Everyone felt overwhelmed by this Knife Qi, as if suffocating.

Everyone quickly looked at Ye Qingchen.

Wanting to see how Ye Qingchen would handle Tang Lifei’s strike!

"Boom!"

In the shocked eyes of the crowd.

As the blade light engulfed the sky at that instant, Ye Qingchen made his move, simply raising his right hand, leisurely pushing forward. The palm seemed mindlessly casual, insignificant.

But as it landed, the void shuddered.

Then.

The wildly sweeping infinite sword light abruptly halted, like hitting an invisible wall. Instantly, it recessed, displaying a massive palm print.

Where the palm print passed, whether the swirling sword light or the shooting knives were ground into nothing!

All conditioned things are like a dream or illusion.

And the power of this palm swiftly traversed the void, directly striking Tang Lifei’s chest. On impact, Tang Lifei’s chest recessed, his back protruded with a palm imprint, he spat blood fiercely, without uttering a cry, flying backward, immediately fainting.

A Celestial Venerable Eighth Layer expert!

A top talent!

Was effortlessly defeated by Ye Qingchen’s casual palm!

Instantly.

The entire field fell into a dead silence.

If Lin Tianlai being blown away with a finger earlier offered some hope, then this palm extinguished their last glimmer.

"I finally understand... why the Chu Tian Association said that!" Sun Wuming drenched in cold sweat, if Tang Lifei hadn’t struck first, he’d be the one lying on the ground now.

He Zhiyuan, Sea of Jiang, with eyes full of shock, had lost the ability to think.

Reflecting all over their minds, Ye Qingchen’s previous palm, if they faced it, they’d likely be slain with it!

In an instant.

In the valley, almost a thousand people.

No one dared to speak.

"You useless lot, rally together, I refuse to believe you can’t kill that Ye Qingchen!" Zhang Nanxuan on the cloud cover, looking at the light screen, was furious beyond measure! "No matter how strong he is, how could he possibly withstand against so many of you?"

Other elders also remained silent, staring quietly at the light screen.

Clearly.

They understood, whether Sun Wuming, He Zhiyuan, or other Celestial Venerables present, were scared completely by Ye Qingchen.

Shoot the bird that sticks its head out!

The strength displayed by Ye Qingchen was enough for many to completely abandon the idea of fighting for the Golden Bell!

"What to do?"

The people in the valley exchanged concerned looks.

"If nothing unexpected happens, no one can seize the Golden Bell from Ye Qingchen now!"

"It seems Ye Qingchen is destined to be the winner of this selection!"

Everyone watched Ye Qingchen with full dread.

That young man in green simply sat there, unmoving, already completely intimidating the many Celestial Venerables in the valley, such strength surpassed everyone’s imagination!

Lu Yanwu and Lin Shifei exchanged a glance, both exhaled a breath of relief; they never imagined Ye Qingchen could so easily fend off the Celestial Venerables’ two waves of assault.

The Three-tailed Fox’s lips curled, to her, Ye Qingchen winning this selection was already certain.

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out:

"Him?"

"Can he win the selection?"

"What a joke!"

Upon hearing, everyone looked towards the valley front, revealing two figures.

At their appearance, expressions of countless people changed drastically. Lu Yanwu and Lin Shifei looked as though they saw wraiths, their original confidence and composure had vanished without a trace.

"What brings them here?"