Chapter 1153 - 1152: Celestial South Fierce God

"How is that possible?"

Su Qiming was actually sent flying with a single palm strike?

In everyone's eyes.

Even though Ye Qingchen might be strong, how could he possibly be a match for Su Qiming? Yet the result was the exact opposite; with just a casual strike, he defeated the seemingly invincible Su Qiming.

Although Su Qiming was the weakest among the few, he still had the strength of a Third-Realm Celestial Immortal. So how strong was this young man's power?

Not only Su Yanhao, but even the other Celestial Immortals of the Su Family all had their expressions change dramatically.

"Who exactly are you?"

Su Yanhao's eyes widened in anger, radiating with divine light.

"I told you, who I am is not something you need to know. You just need to obediently answer my question!" Ye Qingchen calmly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, "Or should I say, do I need to take action personally?"

"Presumptuous!"

A sudden shout broke out, and a burly Su Tianyang had already shouted angrily with furrowed brows:

"No matter who you are, no one has ever been able to threaten our Su Sacred Land! Since you seek death, I'll grant it to you!"

After speaking.

This Celestial Immortal, whose figure was like a giant elephant, had already stepped out amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd.

"Boom!"

At that moment, the entire Profound Ice Platform suddenly trembled, and the huge ice platform formed by Profound Ice Lake exploded under his foot, countless fragments of ice shooting madly in all directions.

And in the next moment, he was already charging towards Ye Qingchen like a giant elephant, thundering forward.

Su Tianyang!

Known as the Su Demon!

The most striking feature was his bulging muscles, resembling a layer of metal armor wrapped over his body, like a giant beast. It was said that during his youth, he took Demon Dragon Origin, thus possessing terrifying brute strength.

His famed battle was in the extreme North.

With the strength of a Half-Step Celestial Immortal, he fought several Celestial Immortals for three days and nights, not only remaining undefeated but also slaying several Celestial Immortals, hence earning the title of Demon.

"Boom!"

Amidst the crowd's shock.

They saw Su Tianyang leap like a furious dragon, wielding boundless might, in an instant charging right in front of Ye Qingchen, his fan-like palms crashing down.

The power of this palm weighed a thousand pounds, as he lifted and pressed down, and the void echoed with mighty sounds, as if the ancient Upper God Gonggong picked up Buzhou Mountain, or like the Twelve Golden Immortals cast the Heaven-Flipping Seal, directly pressing down.

"Crackle!"

Moreover.

Before this palm even landed, the terrifying pressure was already sweeping down, crushing everything beneath it, even causing the earth to cave in, presenting a terrible indentation.

That indentation was shockingly a palm print.

"What a terrifying palm!"

The people in the field were all aghast, faces changing.

"How will he withstand it?"

Amidst astonishment, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Qingchen.

"Crack!"

Under the gaze of all, Ye Qingchen's eyes turned cold, he made his move!

Still just a single palm strike.

This hand, carved like white jade, was exquisitely delicate, seemingly fragile as porcelain, ready to shatter with a touch. Yet, when this palm was released, it carried a mysterious ingenuity.

"Boom!"

Amidst the shocked gazes of countless people, the two palms fiercely collided. Ye Qingchen's body remained motionless, the ground underfoot erupted explosively. Only a 'crack' was heard, as Su Tianyang's right arm snapped, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed, and he flew back, completely fainting away.

One Celestial Immortal from the Holy Land, struck down with a single palm?

"Hisss!"

In an instant.

A sound of gasping filled the entire scene.

The field was dead silent, quiet as an old grave. Even Su Yanhao's expression turned gloomy, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

"Mr. Ye... he is the Celestial South Fierce God Ye Qingchen!"

Someone spoke in a trembling voice.

Indeed.

By now, no one would fail to recognize Ye Qingchen anymore. So young and stepping into the Celestial Immortal Realm, possessing such astonishing methods, and also being an Alchemy Master.

In the Kunlun Realm, there were many who met one of these criteria, but only the one known as Celestial South Fierce God, Ye the Demon, fulfilled all three.

During this time.

For many Celestial Immortals, Ye Qingchen is undoubtedly the protagonist. Every Celestial Immortal has emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Trying to kill a Celestial Immortal is as difficult as ascending to the skies!

But as it turns out, this Celestial South Fierce God has slain over thirty Celestial Immortals, shaking the Kunlun Realm.

Yet some still did not believe, thinking the Celestial South Fierce God was merely a rumor. But who could have thought that this Celestial South Fierce God would actually appear at the Profound Ice Platform Conference.

"Is it him?"

Xu Mingcheng nearly collapsed to the ground in fright.

Only now.

Did he realize why Luo Xiao directly knelt when he saw the other; It turns out this was the fearsome figure who dominated Kunlun! Everything he had been doing was truly negotiating with a tiger!

Pei Chu widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe.

What is going on? Isn't Mr. supposed to be an Alchemist? How come, hearing the people around talking, he is the Celestial South Fierce God? Those Celestial Immortals seem to fear him immensely.

"That's correct, it's me!"

Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind his back.

"Ye the Demon?"

The people of the Su Sacred Land regathered their senses, clearly not expecting such a notorious Fierce God to appear before them. Yet they showed no fear, the opposing party was only at the Celestial Immortal Second Layer, and they were no pushovers.

What's more, Su Yanhao had not even made his move!

Thus, everyone turned their gazes to Su Yanhao, seeing this decrepit old man's face already showing some anger, with beast-like growls coming from deep within his throat:

"Ye the Demon, you truly have the courage of a dog, daring to provoke our Su Sacred Land!"

"Provoke? Wishers take the bait! If you weren't greedy, why would you be here? Besides, the ones who repeatedly say they want to capture me are none other than yourselves, aren't they?" Ye Qingchen sneered.

If it weren't him, but someone else, they would already be captured without even having a chance to speak. Directly taken back to the Holy Land, planted with Restrictions, and made into a slave.

"Hmph, our Holy Land acts as it will, needing no explanation!"

Su Yanhao retorted coldly, "But you, daring to act against our Holy Land. If you obediently surrender, follow me back, I might still leave you a chance for survival!"

Boom!

As he finished speaking, several Celestial Immortals behind Su Yanhao simultaneously stepped forward, without any reservation. Five Holy Land Celestial Immortals erupted at once, such overwhelming momentum was crazy and wild, instantly surging like an abyss, like a sea, like raging waves, sweeping madly.

The rolling airwaves nearly formed an anger tide visible to the naked eye, wherever it passed was like tens of thousands of horses galloping, crushing the ground inch by inch. Wherever it passed, everything was smashed completely.

"So that means, there's no room for negotiation?" Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes, looking at the aggressive five, he stepped forward with a smirk, "In that case, then I'll capture you all first and find out!"

Boom!

As he spoke, Ye Qingchen took a step forward, his aura suddenly changed dramatically, as if he became a master of his domain, controlling his world.