The original task was forcibly assigned by Marquis Guangjun.

For Ye Qingchen, the right way was to finish the task quietly and then break through to the Human Immortal Realm in one go. However, seeing Ning Hill’s haughty demeanor, it was clear he didn’t intend to let Ye Qingchen complete the task peacefully.

Moreover, apart from Ning Hill, there were over twenty Human Immortals in the entire team. If everyone came to cause trouble, then who knows when the task would be completed?

Thus, Ye Qingchen decisively and straightforwardly tore the face off.

Boom!

Just as seen.

A vast and churning cloud aura surged like mighty waves, overwhelmingly sweeping over. Everywhere it passed, it devoured like it could submerge all existence.

An unstoppable posture!

To the crowd, Ye Qingchen’s single finger seemed as futile as an ant trying to stop a carriage.

However, the result was that the surging Powerful Qi, seemingly irresistible, exploded right upon touching Ye Qingchen’s finger. It was as if a tide reversed, and it came back with even fiercer force, roaring directly at Ning Hill!

"How is this possible?"

Ning Hill’s face changed dramatically, the ferocity replaced with shock.

But to enter the Human Immortal Realm, he was naturally no ordinary person. At the moment when the Qi reversed upon him, his hands quickly embraced unity, launching a series of palm strikes to shatter the vast Qi.

However.

Before he could take a breath, a crystalline jade-like finger tore through the void, deftly aiming for his chest!

"Get lost!"

Ning Hill roared in fury, forming a fist with his hand, throwing a punch like a booming cannon, with a sound like a shrieking whistle, as if to crush everything in its path.

But just as it touched Ye Qingchen’s finger, a terrifying force surged in an instant, overwhelmingly penetrating his whole body.

Pfft!

Under the frightened gaze of the crowd, Ning Hill spat out a mist of blood, losing balance from the impact of the finger, crashing through tables and walls, splashing into the courtyard’s lake with great force, creating a massive wave.

A deathly silence filled the scene.

The clever youth stood gape-mouthed, full of incredulity. The pink-dressed girl’s teacup fell to the ground with a clang, yet she remained oblivious. The others in the hall almost popped their eyeballs out.

Under the disbelieving gazes, Ye Qingchen leaned against his chair, slowly withdrawing his finger, and said calmly:

"A Human Immortal, so what?"

"No match for my finger!"

"Now, who else wants to kick me out?"

Boom!

These words caused an uproar.

The crowd turned their fearful eyes towards Ye Qingchen. Previously, they thought this youngster was ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, but now, seeing him defeat Ning Hill with a single finger, they realized this young man indeed had the right to be proud!

"Brilliant!"

Shen Yu, who was previously anxious for Ye Qingchen, wasted no time clapping excitedly as she saw Ning Hill knocked away by Ye Qingchen’s finger. However, she soon noticed that instead of relaxing, the atmosphere in the hall became even more tense, like a storm was about to hit.

Whether it was the clever youth, the pink-dressed girl, or others in the hall, all wore solemn expressions.

"What’s going on?"

Shen Yu was puzzled. Just when she was about to ask the pink-dressed girl beside her, the clever youth quickly returned to his senses and coldly said: "Brother, do you think defeating Brother Ning Hill means you can safely sit like Mount Tai here?"

"Indeed, I’m not sure why a Celestial Venerable Ninth Layer insists on joining us on this task, but do you realize the trouble you’ve caused?" The pink-dressed girl had also come to her senses.

Ning Hill was just a minor leader for this task.

Defeating him didn’t mean Ye Qingchen could secure his position, as behind Ning Hill was someone at the Human Immortal Third Layer, the actual supervisor of the task. Both they and Ning Hill had to obey him.

They believed that though Ye Qingchen had some power to fly Ning Hill with a finger, it couldn’t possibly overpower an actual Human Immortal head-on. Ning Hill must have underestimated, enabling Ye Qingchen to take advantage.

Before, Shen Yu also realized this suddenly, quickly saying to Ye Qingchen: "You should flee for your life!"

Ye Qingchen remained seated, sighing softly, shaking his head: "I said I was specially appointed to complete the task, why don’t you believe me?"

"Impossible!"

the clever youth said: "The Withered Forest task is limited to the Human Immortals, the sect would never send a Celestial Venerable. No matter how strong you are, can you really be stronger than a Human Immortal?"

The others nodded in agreement.

One Realm surpasses another Heaven.

Whether inside Taotian Palace or in the Kunlun Realm, this was an accepted rule.

"Is that so?" Ye Qingchen sat upright, smiling, "Is there no exception?"

The clever young man felt a surge of anger. As a Human Immortal, he had advised kindly, but the boy showed no respect.

Just as he was about to scold, a thought flashed in his mind.

Indeed!

Everything has exceptions; someone capable of facing a Human Immortal as a Celestial Venerable exists in Taotian Palace. This person is neither an Inner Sect Disciple nor a Seven Peaks Disciple!

Thinking of this, he shivered suddenly, staring at Ye Qingchen in disbelief, exclaiming:

"You are..."

Boom!

Before the crowd could hear, a loud explosion came from the distance, revealing Ning Hill, previously knocked away, charging back like a dragon, raising a tumultuous wave and soaring into the sky.

Ning Hill no longer had his previous aloofness, drenched like a wet chicken, utterly embarrassed.

"I will kill you!"

In a furious roar, his True Qi surged throughout Ning Hill’s body, and his aura began to climb furiously.

As the terrifying aura rose, the vast lake beneath his feet was swept up by True Qi, forming a water dragon over a thousand feet long. Gleaming with light and rolling waves.

The intricate scales and fearsome tusks appeared unstoppable.

He had always bullied others, but now he’d been knocked away by a Celestial Venerable Ninth Layer youth in plain sight. How could Ning Hill, a Human Immortal, bear this humiliation?

At this moment.

Ning Hill unleashed his full Human Immortal power, determined to reclaim his name. As the water dragon formed, it surged like heaven-shocking lightning towards Ye Qingchen.

"Get lost!"

However.

Before anyone could react, Ye Qingchen had already furrowed his brows and waved his hand as if swatting a fly.

"Boom!"

As he struck, the void trembled, and a terrifying primal force swept across. The rapidly advancing water dragon suddenly trembled, as if hitting an invisible barrier.

In the incredulous eyes of the onlookers, the great dragon’s head suddenly dented, as if struck by an invisible massive force, forming an enormous handprint.

Then, the water dragon, driven entirely by Human Immortal Power, could not withstand the force, exploding into a vast wave, shooting in all directions.

Before this beast-like onslaught, Ning Hill bore the brunt, trembling violently as if struck by lightning.

His entire body flew backward even faster than before, crashing through ancient house buildings, hill after hill, pavilion after pavilion, finally slamming into the ground after clearing hundreds of feet.

Deathly quiet enveloped the scene, everyone stood motionless, apparently losing their ability to speak.

The clever youth looked at the storm-ravaged hall and courtyard, watched the young man in blue who sat still but had just knocked a Human Immortal flying with a flick, his pupils constricted:

"You are..."

"Ye Qingchen!"

The words fell, causing an uproar.