Chapter 1139 - 1138: Profound Ice Platform Conference

Ye Qingchen originally did not plan to take action, after all, he still needed to find the Zhou Race to inquire about the Holy Land's news.

But who would have thought.

The Zhou Race was too aggressive, especially this Elder Ming, whose strikes were ruthless, with every move taking lives, displaying a posture of fighting to the death. How could he stand idly by and let the other party act recklessly?

Moreover, there are so many Holy Lands, it's not like he has to rely on the Zhou Race!

Therefore.

This time when he took action, he did not hold back at all, and directly waved his hand!

"Boom!"

A tremendous force burst forth through his palm. In an instant, the power was like the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down, Gonggong crashing into Buzhou Mountain, an explosive force surged out, sweeping out grandly!

"Bang!"

Under this immense force, Elder Ming's complexion suddenly changed, feeling as though he was in a raging sea. Before he could recover, his right arm immediately shattered, turning into a rain of blood and flesh.

Moreover, the remaining force did not diminish and landed directly on his chest.

"Crack!"

Under the horrified gazes of the onlookers, Elder Ming's shield, formed by his unmatched overwhelming Qi Blood, was torn apart on the spot, unable to withstand a single blow.

His body, trained like a fierce beast which he was proud of, suddenly trembled at this moment. Only a 'crack' was heard, his chest collapsed inward directly, and the corresponding position on his back protruded harshly, which turned out to be an indispensable palm print.

"Pfff!"

Elder Ming spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Then.

The entire person flew out rapidly like an arrow off the string, violently smashing the surrounding gathered shields, rolling out hundreds of meters along the ground, raising a long wave of dust, and lost consciousness completely before stopping.

"Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

Under the fearful gaze of the crowd, Ye Qingchen slowly retracted his right hand and spoke.

The venue was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

No one in the Zhou Race was not dumbfounded, including several Celestial Immortals who were also left speechless, seemingly unable to believe all this.

Zhou Ye's face was rigid, more shocked to the extreme:

"How is he this strong?"

This sentence was not just what he thought, it also voiced the thoughts of others.

Elder Ming and Zhou Wu, having exhausted all means desperately, took action, yet their opponent remained unscathed. But with just a single counterattack from the latter, it was enough to take one's life; the gap in strength couldn't be more obvious, could it?

"Alas, I said it earlier, Mr. Ye's strength is somewhat high, it's unwise to challenge him... but you wouldn't listen!" Yu Luoxuan shook her head and sighed.

Several Celestial Immortals from the Zhou Race's complexion turned all sorts of shades yet dared not retort.

When she first said this sentence.

They didn't believe it at all, instead thinking it was looking down on them, but now seeing Zhou Wu and Elder Ming embarrassingly defeated, unable to match even one move of the opponent, they deeply realized Ye Qingchen's terror.

"Didn't expect a Celestial Immortal in front of us, it's we who didn't recognize Mount Tai!"

The people from the Zhou Race exchanged glances, eventually sighed deeply, and the older man stepped forward cupping his hands: "Please forgive us, senior!"

This man's name was Zhou Feng.

In the team, his status was second only to Elder Ming. With Elder Ming's life or death unknown, he stood up.

These few people were older, not knowing how many years they've been active, yet at this moment they were bowing and scraping before Ye Qingchen. Nobody found it odd, instead, it seemed perfectly normal!

In the Kunlun Realm, martial strength is respected, the capable come first.

With just a wave of Ye Qingchen's hand, he shattered their sense of superiority, forcing them to bow and submit.

"A Celestial Immortal, indeed!"

The young disciples of the Zhou Race were full of disbelief, this young man turned out to be a Celestial Immortal!

And Zhou Ye was so scared he almost buried his head in his chest, not daring to speak. If even a Celestial Immortal wasn't their opponent, where did he get the courage to challenge such an existence?

Recalling his previous behavior, he only felt he was negotiating with a tiger!

"However..."

That person continued, raising his head and taking a deep look at Ye Qingchen: "My Zhou Race has never suffered such a loss. You will remember this strike, senior! We will seek revenge for this in the future!"

"Good!"

Ye Qingchen heard this, nodded meaningfully, and said:

"I'll be waiting!"

"Let's go!"

After speaking.

They turned and left, not even wishing to continue the discussion.

Just a moment ago, they were still arrogant, not regarding anyone else. Now, they fled in disarray, like a defeated dog!

"How could it turn out like this!"

Yu Luoxuan sighed deeply.

Something good, how did it develop to such an extent? Initially, she intended to introduce Ye Qingchen to the Zhou Race, who knew the moment they met, they became enemies.

However, she did not blame Ye Qingchen, after all, everyone saw that the Zhou Race was overly aggressive.

Who is Ye Qingchen?

He's a Fierce God from Southern Heaven, an absolute Ultimate Venerable Powerhouse, such an existence, how could you allow casual provocation?

"Brother!"

Ye Qing walked over.

"I didn't expect this to happen..." Ye Qingchen said apologetically.

"It's okay; they were too much, obviously you didn't want to take action, and yet they kept pressing you," Ye Qing said, her cute little face full of anger, "There are so many Holy Lands in the Kunlun Realm, not just their Zhou Race!"

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly, yet remained silent.

Even if that's true, the Holy Land Races are extremely exclusive, now that they are hostile with the Zhou Race, how can they use the Zhou Race to connect with other Holy Lands? What they waited half a month for has turned out to be in vain.

"It's okay, even if they don't tell, I have my ways!"

Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes, he'd already left a mark on that Zhou Ye. If there's really no option, he would follow them to find the Zhou Family Sacred Land and then inquire about other places.

"Mr. Ye, the Holy Land Races are powerful, don't provoke them easily unless absolutely necessary!"

Seemingly seeing Ye Qingchen's intentions, Yu Luoxuan came over and said, "Half a month from now, at the Extreme North and Western Wilderness border, there will be a Profound Ice Platform Conference, try your luck there!"

"Profound Ice Platform Conference? What's that?"

Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrows, instantly interested.

Only to see Yu Luoxuan explain, "Originally this was a private trading place for a group of Earth Immortals in the Extreme North, but as the frequency increased, and the number of participants widened, even many Celestial Immortals were attracted... If you're willing, you can go to the Profound Ice Platform and have a look, you might meet someone from the Holy Land!"

"I see!"

Ye Qingchen nodded in satisfaction after hearing this.

Compared to storming the Holy Land Races alone, this kind of Profound Ice Platform Conference seems more suitable for him.

Anyway, he already had the news of the Holy Land, he didn't mind waiting a bit longer, if he didn't meet anyone from the Holy Land at the Profound Ice Platform Conference, he would personally go to the Zhou Family Sacred Land!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingchen lifted his head, decisively said:

"Alright, let's go to the Profound Ice Platform Conference!"