Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 526 - 530: Who Gave You the Nerve!

Silence!

The vast secret realm, a place of deathly stillness.

Everyone gazed in shock at the youth standing with his hands behind his back.

One palm!

Just one palm strike, and the Sword Demon was vanquished!

What kind of power is this?

Even Zhan Tai Xuan, the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor, and Yan Wushuang had their pupils contract, their faces somewhat unsightly.

"Who just told me to get lost?"

Ye Qingchen looked around, his gaze sweeping across the sky.

Those Celestial Venerables who were earlier so aggressive, as if they would devour the heavens, did not dare make a sound at this moment, nor did they dare meet Ye Qingchen’s eyes, many already considering retreat.

Even the Sword Demon couldn’t withstand a single palm from this youth; what about them?

"Hmph!"

Seeing this scene, Zhan Tai Xuan snorted coldly.

"Ye Qingchen, you are too arrogant. Do you think you can stand against so many Celestial Venerables alone? Such extraordinary treasures belong to whoever can take them. Do you truly believe you can guard them by yourself?"

Ye Qingchen heard this and raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed intently on Zhan Tai Xuan.

Under this gaze, Zhan Tai Xuan felt like a helpless rabbit facing a fierce tiger. Just as she mustered the courage to speak again, Ye Qingchen’s voice leisurely sounded:

"If I’m not mistaken, the sword in your hand should belong to our Taotian Palace, right?"

"Indeed!" Zhan Tai Xuan nodded and arrogantly glanced at Qian Qiuxue in the distance. "That little girl has just reached the Celestial Venerable level, what right does she have to wield such a fine weapon?"

"And you have even less right to use it!"

However.

Before the words were fully spoken, Ye Qingchen’s gaze turned cold, and he stepped forward, suddenly appearing before Zhan Tai Xuan.

"Silver Flood Dragon!"

Zhan Tai Xuan screamed.

"Roar!"

The silver-white Ice Flood Dragon beneath her let out a fierce roar, opening its maw lined with fangs and spewing a blast of gathered cold air. The originally spring-like secret realm suddenly felt like an ice cave, as chills swept frantically throughout.

"Die!"

However.

Without even a glance, Ye Qingchen raised his hand and slashed.

"Screeech!"

A brilliant sword light descended from the sky at that instant.

What a terrifying sword light it was.

The furious cold currents were split apart under this sword. The sword light continued unabated, furiously slashing down. The silver-white Ice Flood Dragon’s tough scales, capable of resisting a Celestial Venerable’s strike, were sliced through like paper by this sword.

Under the disbelieving gazes of all, Zhan Tai Xuan and her silver-white Ice Flood Dragon were cleaved from head to toe!

"Impossible!"

Zhan Tai Xuan’s eyes widened.

As if even in death, she couldn’t believe she died at Ye Qingchen’s hands, under a single sword from Ye Qingchen!

Bang! Boom!

Amidst the splattering blood, the two-sliced silver-white Ice Flood Dragon fell with a thunderous crash.

The terrifying sound of its landing, deafening, snapped everyone into sudden realization, and they all turned their frightened gazes toward Ye Qingchen!

However.

Ye Qingchen ignored them completely, directly looking at the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor, and said quietly:

"The weapon in your hand seems to belong to our Taotian Palace too..."

"L-let me explain, it’s a misunderstanding, I’m willing to return it..." The Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor’s body trembled, panicking, he stammered, "I will leave this secret realm immediately..."

"Too late!"

Ye Qingchen softly spoke, stepping forward in an instant, arriving before the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor.

"Roar!"

The Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor, eyes filled with terror, let out a low roar, suddenly clashing both palms together.

His sinister corpse aura surged up, forming a gigantic shadow of corpse bones. The shadow, thousands of feet tall, had six arms, each hand seemed capable of lifting a mountain.

However.

This enormous shadow could not withstand Ye Qingchen’s waist-level slash.

In the depths of countless eyes.

The terrifying corpse bone shadow was instantly swept through by this sword, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor couldn’t even let out a scream before he was brutally cut in half.

"Plop!"

The corpse of the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor crashed to the ground.

The whole scene fell into dead silence.

And at this moment.

The many Celestial Venerables present watched this scene, already terrified to the extreme. Especially Yan Wushuang, who held the Celestial-grade Top-Grade Spirit Sword snatched from Qin Wentian’s hand.

When he first obtained this sword, he was incredibly excited, but now he felt it burning hot in his hand...

"You..."

Ye Qingchen’s gaze shifted to Yan Wushuang.

"Boom!"

However.

Ye Qingchen had just uttered a single word when Yan Wushuang, without a moment’s hesitation, transformed into a terrifying crimson beam and fled madly into the distance.

"He escaped?"

The many Celestial Venerables witnessing this scene could hardly believe their eyes.

This mighty warrior, famous for hundreds of years, didn’t even have the courage to face Ye Qingchen directly.

Of course, Yan Wushuang was going to run.

When he saw one after another, the Sword Demon, Zhan Tai Xuan, the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor—whose strengths were not inferior to his—dead before him without even being able to resist, his heart fell into an abyss.

"How could this kid be so terrifying? Even Sword Demon, Zhan Tai Xuan, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Ancestor are no match for him in a single move? I must escape... If I can escape from this place, I will never set foot in the Eastern Domain again in this lifetime!"

He thought to himself, if he could just reach his cave residence, relying on the array set there, he might have a chance to fight if Ye Qingchen dared to come after him.

However.

Just as he was thinking this.

A leisurely voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Thinking of escaping now?"

"Too late!"

Everyone saw Ye Qingchen gently lift his foot, then slowly step down.

Boom!

In that instant, Yan Wushuang felt an overwhelming and terrifying force, without any sign, without any interval, crashing down from the void upon him!

This force was surging to the extreme, incomparably powerful.

Almost in a moment, it hit him directly.

Rumble! 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

In the depths of everyone’s eyes, they saw Yan Wushuang, under this great force, without any gap, being forcibly stomped from the sky of over a thousand feet, directly into the ground.

"Thud!"

This stomp landed like a thunderous crash!

The entire ground shuddered violently.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see a giant depression appear in the ground, which was a terrifying footprint, and beneath it, Yan Wushuang had already been obliterated.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

These four elders who had lived for who knows how many years were actually annihilated by Ye Qingchen, one by one, with a single move. What kind of terrifying place had they entered!

As they were thinking.

They saw Ye Qingchen raise his hand, and a flying sword gathered at his fingertips. As it formed, it turned into a cyan rainbow, swiftly streaking out.

"It’s over!"

At this moment, the remaining Celestial Venerables’ hearts sank, and they closed their eyes.

But.

A moment later, they found they hadn’t been pierced by the sword as they imagined, and each opened their eyes in confusion. They saw the bodies of over a dozen Celestial Venerables suddenly tremble as if immobilized by a Body Fixation Technique.

And at their necks, a blood line appeared.

Finally.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the blood line widened, and over a dozen heads fell, with a fountain of blood spouting into the sky. These Celestial Venerables were decapitated in an instant!

"That was..."

The numerous Celestial Venerables on scene felt chills down their spines.

They realized.

The Celestial Venerables who were killed were all those who had seized the Spirit Swords of the Taotian Palace disciples.

"These people, having taken the Spirit Swords of my Taotian Palace, are not to be forgiven!" Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over the remaining Celestial Venerables, and said word by word:

"As for you, storming into the secret realm of my Taotian Palace..."

"Who gave you the courage!"