Chapter 1198 1194: Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day

"What? They're all dead! How is this possible?"

"How could Ye Chen, this ant, possibly possess such immense power?" The Quasi-God Realm experts of the Outer Realm Races felt as if they were struck by lightning, their faces turning ghastly pale.

At this moment, they even doubted their own ears.

To know, this time, the exploration within the Ancient Secret Realm included dozens of Divine Spirit Descendants.

Moreover, there were even two Tier Nine Divine Spirit Descendants among them.

Yet now, they all fell at the hands of a mixed-blood human race, around twenty years old.

This left them in disbelief.

"What about Miss Hun Zhu? Didn't she try to stop Ye Chen, that little brat?" Hun Feng's eyebrows furrowed tightly, his expression utterly perplexed.

In his view, even if Ye Chen had the power to kill other Divine Spirit Descendants, he should definitely not be a match for Miss Hun Zhu.

But why didn't Miss Hun Zhu try to stop him?

Could it be that Ye Chen took advantage of Miss Hun Zhu while she was obtaining the Red Medicine Celestial God's inheritance to kill the others?

"Dead! Miss Hun Zhu was also killed by Ye Chen. That monster's power is simply terrifying; he even killed Beimi Xiong of the Celestial Demon Race." The survivors among the Outer Realm Race talents spoke with trembling voices, looking as if they had narrowly escaped disaster.

Last time, had they not run away quickly, surely they would have died at Ye Chen's hands as well.

"No! This is impossible! How could Miss Hun Zhu die at the hands of such an ant!" Hun Feng's expression froze as if struck by the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, unable to accept this reality.

"It's over! We're truly finished this time."

"With Miss Hun Zhu dead, we'll certainly face our master's wrath." The other Hun Zhu experts revealed intense fear and despair.

It's known that their Miss Hun Zhu is their master's only daughter, cherished dearly since childhood.

But now, she has perished in the Yellow Cloud World.

If their master gets wind of this, he will surely fly into a thundering rage.

At that time, even they might not escape the fatal consequences.

Because they failed to protect Hun Zhu.

"Damn it! Truly damn it! How could a lowly mixed-blood human race wield such formidable strength? If we don't eliminate him today, how can we face the Divine Spirits when we return!

So, today Ye Chen must die, and no one can save him." Quasi-God Realm expert Jin Cheng of the Dragon Race, his eyes turned blood-red, while his facial features twisted grotesquely, appearing exceedingly sinister.

Note that this time, their Dragon Race's exploration of the Ancient Secret Realm included seven or eight Divine Spirit Descendants.

Among them was Black Profound from the Dark Dragon Race, of incomparably noble lineage.

Yet now, none have emerged alive from the Ancient Secret Realm.

This loss to the Dragon Race is really devastating.

All of it, due to Ye Chen, this lowly mixed-blood human race.

If Jin Cheng doesn't tear Ye Chen limb from limb today, how will he face Black Profound's parents?

"Indeed, we must kill this little brat."

"Only then might we quell the wrath of the Divine Spirits." Other Quasi-God Realm experts also echoed, filled with a frightening intent to kill.

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"Heavens! Am I dreaming? Ye Chen actually killed Hun Zhu."

"That was a Celestial God Descendant! How could Ye Chen kill her?" At this moment, the Human Race experts also stood stiffly, their eyes widening like copper bells as if hearing something utterly fantastic.

Though they knew Ye Chen had great talent, they never expected him to be so heaven-defying, able to kill a Celestial God Descendant.

This is akin to a fairy tale.

"No! This can't be true! This wretched one could never be so powerful." Ye Ren shook his head continuously, completely unable to accept the truth.

"Damn it! What heaven-defying encounters did this wretch experience to become so strong? If we don't eliminate him soon, surely there will be endless trouble." Ye Leng's face turned deathly pale, teeth clenched tight, eyes shining with a terrifying glare.

All along, he never regarded Ye Chen, this wretch, seriously.

In his view, Ye Chen's danger level was nowhere near comparable to his sister Ye Xi.

But now, he realized he was wrong, and profoundly so.

Ye Chen's cultivation hasn't even reached the Peak of the Golden Core Realm, yet he can surpass levels to kill someone like Hun Zhu, a Celestial God Descendant.

If allowed to continue growing, who knows how powerful he might become.

At that point, no one in the Ye Clan could stand against him.

Therefore today, regardless of the cost, he must nip Ye Chen's threat in the bud.

Otherwise, the Ye Clan will eventually be destroyed by Ye Chen.

"Husband, what about our daughter Xia'er? She hasn't returned from the Ancient Secret Realm yet." Ye Xia's mother spoke, looking ashen.

"She's likely in great danger! That brat can kill Celestial God Descendants; never mind Ye Xia." Ye Leng sighed.

"No! No!" Ye Xia's mother cried out in immense grief.

"Ye Chen, you wretched brat, get out here! If anything happens to my daughter, I'll bury you alongside her father." Ye Ren's eyes turned red as blood, like a raging beast, making others shiver involuntarily.

"Hmph! Ye Ren, your daughter already died by my hand; she brought it upon herself.

If you dare harm my father in any way, I swear to flatten the entire Ye Clan." Just then, Ye Chen's silhouette shot out from a flying ship, speaking coldly to Ye Ren.

He knew his killing of Ye Xia would utterly enrage Ye Ren.

But for this reason alone, he wouldn't spare Ye Xia, as she sought to kill him.

As for his father, already in the Ye Clan's grip.

Yet with his heaven-defying potential, he was sure the Human King Hall's leadership would do their utmost to assist him.

If the Ye Clan dared to act against his father, they should prepare to face the Human King Hall's wrath!