Chapter 565: Fighting a Group of Enemies Alone

A faint killing intent wove through the sky.

It was clear that after realizing Ye Chen currently had no cultivation to speak of, the top experts from these three major powers no longer considered him a threat.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. The experts of the Huo family fell silent, all of them focusing their minds and raising their guard, ready to go all-out at a moment's notice.

"Let him go!"

Yu Sanqiu shot Ye Chen an indifferent glance. His tone was cold, his attitude unyielding.

"Did... did you hear him?"

"Elder Yu told you to let me go! Why haven't you let go yet?"

"Do you dare defy Elder Yu's command? Believe it or not, with a single order from him, you'll be turned to dust!"

As Yu Sanqiu spoke, the Celestial Mountain Sect disciple seemed to find his backbone, and his confidence swelled.

He turned to Ye Chen, his expression turning vicious.

Although his cultivation was average, he had overheard the previous conversation between Yu Sanqiu and the others.

Thus, he knew for a fact that the young man before him had no cultivation whatsoever—a nobody he could bully as he pleased.

"Shut up!"

Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and an intangible pressure made the Celestial Mountain Sect disciple's breath catch in his throat.

"You... you fucking dare to yell at me?"

The disciple seemed to feel humiliated, shocked that he'd actually been startled by a nobody.

He said, embarrassed and enraged, "You still don't get the situation, do you? I'm warning you, if the Huo family weren't here, believe it or not, I'd..."

He choked on his words before he could finish.

Ye Chen had grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

The Celestial Mountain Sect disciple dangled in mid-air, struggling to breathe. His face turned crimson, and his legs kicked helplessly.

"Hm?"

'Something seems off.'

Yu Sanqiu watched this scene, his brow slowly furrowing.

'Doesn't this Ye Chen lack any cultivation?'

'How is it that the Celestial Mountain Sect disciple is completely powerless in his grasp?'

"He was the number one person in Dongxuan Province, after all. Even without his Spiritual Cultivation, he's not someone this small fry can bully," Xiao Long said calmly.

"That's true."

Yu Sanqiu accepted this explanation.

He stared coldly at Ye Chen, his body erupting with a terrifying aura.

"I told you to let him go. Didn't you hear me?"

In truth, he didn't care whether the Celestial Mountain Sect disciple lived or died.

But Ye Chen's actions were a blatant, public defiance. He really couldn't understand where the current Ye Chen got the nerve to act so wantonly.

"You... you..."

"Let me go..."

The Celestial Mountain Sect disciple stared desperately at Ye Chen.

Terror had already filled his heart.

A moment ago, he had struggled with all his might, trying to break free from Ye Chen's grasp.

But this young man, who had no Spiritual Cultivation, gave him the feeling of a vast and towering mountain—unassailable and unshakable.

He had used every ounce of his strength, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea, vanishing without a ripple.

"Do you know the price for deceiving me?"

Ye Chen asked lightly.

The disciple's eyes widened. He couldn't speak, unable to answer.

"Death!"

The Celestial Mountain Sect disciple trembled, sheer terror filling his eyes.

In that instant, he had clearly seen a potent killing intent in Ye Chen's eyes!

"You dare!"

Yu Sanqiu had seen enough. With a cold shout, he flicked his finger, and a bolt of Spiritual Power shot through the void, sweeping toward Ye Chen.

"Watch out!" Huo Wuji shouted, his expression tense.

However, in the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Ye Chen neither dodged nor evaded, instead walking right into the path of the bolt of Spiritual Power.

'Has this kid lost his mind?'

Xiao Long, Qiu Chenfeng, and the others were all stunned.

Even Yu Sanqiu was frozen in shock.

Before everyone's eyes, Ye Chen remained calm. Facing the sweeping bolt of Spiritual Power, he threw a backhanded punch and shattered it on the spot!

Countless specks of Spiritual Power scattered into the air. An attack powerful enough to severely injure a Divinity Transformation Cultivator had been effortlessly neutralized by Ye Chen!

"What!?"

"How is this possible?!?!"

For a moment, the entire scene was in an uproar.

The expressions of Yu Sanqiu, Xiao Long, and Qiu Chenfeng all turned grave.

The Celestial Mountain Sect disciple, still clutched in Ye Chen's hand, was so frightened his face turned deathly pale with disbelief.

"Since you all want revenge on me, I'll be happy to play along."

Ye Chen casually crushed the disciple's neck. He strode forward and stood on the back of the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle, his slender figure suddenly appearing immensely tall.

"Young friend Ye, you..."

Huo Wuji stared at Ye Chen in disbelief, his heart in turmoil as if struck by a monstrous wave.

Ye Chen clearly had no cultivation at all.

And yet, he had easily neutralized Yu Sanqiu's attack with a single punch.

How could Huo Wuji not be astonished?

"These three are all here for me."

"Perfect. It's been a while since I've stretched my muscles."

Ye Chen smiled and said casually, "Just leave them to me."

"..."

Everyone from the Huo family was shocked.

Was Ye Chen planning to fight the three great experts—Yu Sanqiu, Xiao Long, and Qiu Chenfeng—all by himself?

If it were the Ye Chen from his Peak, they would naturally believe he could do it.

But the Ye Chen of today... did he really still have what it takes to fight against Divinity Transformation Realm experts?

"Young Master Ye, be careful!"

Huo Susu snapped out of her shock and reminded him in a solemn tone.

"Don't worry." Ye Chen waved his hand dismissively.

In the next instant, his gaze fell upon Yu Sanqiu.

"You were ordering me around earlier, acting all high and mighty?"

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, his eyes filled with killing intent. "Let me see just what you're made of."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen stomped his foot and shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, charging toward Yu Sanqiu.

The Black-Crowned Golden Eagle let out a pained cry, its body swaying violently, nearly plummeting from the sky.

Under the pressure of Yu Sanqiu and the others' auras, the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle was already under immense strain, barely able to keep itself steady.

Now, Ye Chen's explosive push made it teeter on the verge of collapse, and it took a great effort to stabilize itself again.

"Hmph!"

"Then let me experience for myself the prowess of the number one person in the Dongxuan Province Cultivation Realm!"

Seeing this, Yu Sanqiu quickly composed himself. A monstrous aura surged from his body as he brought his palm down on Ye Chen, carrying an unparalleled force.

Although Ye Chen's performance had shocked him, he had only cast aside his underestimation.

He refused to believe that a young man with no Spiritual Cultivation could be his opponent.

"BOOM!"

In the blink of an eye, the two collided in mid-air with a thunderous crash.

It was like two meteorites from beyond the heavens smashing together. A terrifying shockwave swept out, and the violent sound shook the very sky and earth.

The next moment, Yu Sanqiu's face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.