Chapter 894: The Wrong Gamble

Chapter 894: Chapter 894: The Wrong Gamble

Spiritual Power suddenly struck Ye Qingchen, causing him to feel intense pain, but he gritted his teeth, steadfastly holding his mind, refusing to be confused by the Illusory Realm.

"Elder Yang, you imposter!" Ye Qingchen shouted, "I refuse to believe I can’t defeat you!"

Upon hearing this, the phantom of "Elder Yang" showed a slight change in expression, but quickly returned to indifference: "Ye Qingchen, how dare you be so presumptuous? Today, I will make you understand what reverence is!"

Qin Chuan and Cheng Liang continued to hurl vicious curses from the side, yet Ye Qingchen’s heart remained as solid as a rock, unmoved.

Elder Yang seethed with anger, Spiritual Power surging in his hands, his eyes flashing with cold light, pressing directly toward Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen knew he was no match for Elder Yang, but still faced him without fear.

The two clashed instantly, their Spiritual Powers fiercely colliding in the air, producing deafening explosion sounds.

Elder Yang’s attacks were incredibly swift, each punch and palm carried the force of a Thunderclap, and Ye Qingchen could barely dodge or parry.

"Ye Qingchen, let’s see how you dodge this!" Elder Yang shouted, as a radiant Spiritual Power Sphere formed in his hands, which he hurled fiercely toward Ye Qingchen.

The Spiritual Power Sphere, like a meteor, tore through the air, aimed straight at Ye Qingchen’s chest.

Ye Qingchen, quick of eye and hand, rapidly formed hand seals, and a Spiritual Power Shield immediately took shape, blocking Elder Yang’s attack.

The Spiritual Power Sphere collided with the shield, emitting a loud bang that forced Ye Qingchen to retreat continuously, gouging two deep furrows in the ground beneath his feet.

"Ha, do you really think you can harm me!" Ye Qingchen shouted while defending himself, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

Nevertheless, Elder Yang remained unfazed, with murder intent growing stronger in his eyes.

Elder Yang’s figure flickered, appearing instantly in front of Ye Qingchen, striking his palm toward Ye Qingchen’s shoulder.

Ye Qingchen felt a tremendous force coming at him, quickly sidestepping to evade, but was still grazed by the Palm Wind, causing him to stagger, nearly falling.

"Ye Qingchen, you’re not fit to be my disciple!"

Elder Yang bellowed, his palms striking out consecutively, each with a strong wave of Spiritual Power, forcing Ye Qingchen to retreat step by step.

Ye Qingchen gritted his teeth, circulating his Spiritual Power with all his strength, his hands quickly forming complex Seal Formulas, and a green Spiritual Power Barrier enveloped him.

He suddenly leaped into the air, evading Elder Yang’s heavy blow, then thrusting his hands forward, sending several Spiritual Power Arrows shooting straight at Elder Yang.

Elder Yang snorted coldly, clapping his palms together, causing Spiritual Power to surge, instantly forming an invisible barrier that blocked all of Ye Qingchen’s attacks.

The barrier trembled violently but did not shatter.

"With such meager skills, you dare to act tough in front of me!"

Elder Yang scolded, exerting force, and the barrier, like a sharp blade, counterattacked towards Ye Qingchen.

Seeing the Spiritual Barrier coming back at him, Ye Qingchen quickly retracted his Spiritual Power Barrier, mobilizing his movement technique with full effort, changing his position rapidly in the air, narrowly avoiding the barrier’s attack.

Nonetheless, Elder Yang’s offensive was like a torrential storm, not giving him a moment’s respite.

Elder Yang’s attacks grew increasingly fierce, each move and every form carried destructive force.

Ye Qingchen fought with all his might, his Spiritual Power nearly exhausted, yet he still couldn’t fully withstand Elder Yang’s offensive.

Just as Ye Qingchen was about to falter, a flash of inspiration struck him, deciding to take a gamble.

"Since you’re not the real Elder Yang, let me break this Illusory Realm!"

Ye Qingchen determined secretly, forming hand seals rapidly, gathering Spiritual Power onto his fists.

He gritted his teeth, focusing all his strength, punching directly at Elder Yang’s chest.

Seeing this, Elder Yang sneered, clapping his palms and meeting Ye Qingchen’s attack.

The two strong Spiritual Powers collided fiercely in mid-air, producing a thunderous explosion.

Spiritual Power fluctuations spread out, and the air was filled with scorching energy, causing the entire space to tremble.

Ye Qingchen felt a massive recoil force, his entire body being thrown backward, landing heavily on the ground.

But he didn’t give up, quickly climbing to his feet, determination gleaming in his eyes.

"Illusion or reality, I will never submit!"

Ye Qingchen roared as he charged toward Elder Yang again, his fists condensed with his strongest Spiritual Power, vowing to shatter this false illusion.

However, this time, Ye Qingchen bet incorrectly.

Elder Yang’s attacks became increasingly fierce, and Ye Qingchen was completely at a disadvantage.

Every strike felt like mountains collapsing, leaving Ye Qingchen nowhere to escape.

Elder Yang shouted angrily, gathering Spiritual Power into a flash of lightning, striking Ye Qingchen’s chest ruthlessly.

Ye Qingchen felt a powerful impact, his entire body flying backward, crashing heavily into a wall, groaning in pain.

Brick and stone of the wall shattered on impact, dust flying, Ye Qingchen’s face showing an expression of pain.

Elder Yang did not stop, following closely, his palms transforming into two massive Spiritual Power tornadoes, whirling toward Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen had just steadied his steps when he was engulfed by the tornado, his body tossed into the air, his Spiritual Power Shield nearly torn apart.

The immense wind pressure left Ye Qingchen gasping for breath, the surroundings becoming increasingly blurry.

"Hold on a bit longer, and you will completely collapse!"

Elder Yang said coldly, continually boosting his Spiritual Power almost forming a dazzling light sphere, hurling it at Ye Qingchen. The sphere fell like a meteor, with scorching heat directed at Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen desperately circulated his Spiritual Power, trying to fend off this devastating attack.

However, the light sphere’s power was too great, and the Spiritual Power Barrier shattered instantly, hitting Ye Qingchen directly, his entire body feeling as if torn apart, the intense pain nearly causing him to lose consciousness.

"Don’t... think... you can really... do anything to me..." Ye Qingchen said with difficulty, but his voice was almost drowned by the booming thunder.

His senses gradually blurred, the scene before him becoming increasingly unreal, as if being dragged into endless darkness.

Elder Yang’s attacks rained down like hail, fists and kicks relentlessly assaulting Ye Qingchen.

Each strike inflicted unprecedented pain on Ye Qingchen, his Spiritual Power nearly depleted, his body growing increasingly heavy, the scene around him beginning to overlap, hard to distinguish.

Finally, Ye Qingchen’s body could no longer support itself, falling heavily to the ground, his face contorted, consciousness gradually fading.

Everything went dark before his eyes, hearing only Elder Yang’s cold voice and his own ragged breathing.

Although he still tried to stand, his body felt as if suppressed, powerless.

Just as Ye Qingchen was about to lose consciousness, a familiar voice suddenly reached his ears, as if piercing through many layers of the Illusory Realm, striking his heart directly.

"Ye Qingchen is trapped in the Secret Realm, we need to find a way to rescue him immediately!"

It was Li Nian’er’s voice, filled with urgency and worry.

Even though Ye Qingchen’s consciousness was blurred, he could still feel the urgency and concern in that voice.