This scene.

What a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering spectacle, a battle so brilliant it could be called world-shocking.

Although.

Most present were giants of Black Abyss City, when had they ever witnessed a battle between a Half-Step Celestial Saint and a Mo Luo Celestial Saint like this? It was simply like witnessing Divine Demons' arrogance, utterly breathtaking.

This sight, for everyone present, was likely an unimaginable scene they would never forget!

Ye Qingchen looked up at the sky.

He saw.

Qin Wentian's spear thrust into the sky with unstoppable momentum, seemingly about to pierce a massive hole in the heavens.

However.

Under a strike from the Mo Luo Celestial Saint, it shattered with a bang.

The spear that spanned the heaven and earth broke inch by inch, turning into countless fragments of green light that danced in the sky, then were devoured by the churning black mist.

Amidst everyone's shock.

In mid-air, a figure abruptly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, and was almost instantly smashed into the ground by that palm.

"Elder Qin!"

Ye Qingchen exclaimed.

His pace quickened by threefold as he rushed up the mountain peak.

He saw.

The ground at the mountain peak shattered, dust rolling, the place where Qin Wentian landed sunken deep, revealing a massive pit. Countless cracks spread furiously towards the surroundings.

"Elder Qin!"

Ye Qingchen rushed into the dust.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Qin Wentian was coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. The Mo Luo Celestial Saint's earlier palm strike nearly shattered all his bones and caused cracks in his internal organs. Fortunately, at the last moment, he protected his lifeline; otherwise, he would have been pulverized under that palm.

"Ye Qingchen, run... He's too strong! You're no match for him!"

"Haha, run? The entire secret realm is under my control, where can you escape?"

A voice quietly emerged.

Ye Qingchen suddenly looked forward.

He saw.

In the sky, a gigantic face transformed into a vortex, like a shadowy dragon, pouring down and converging upon a Bronze Coffin in the mountain. There, a phantom dressed in a black and gold robe with a crown on its head slowly appeared.

He!

Was unmistakably the Mo Luo Celestial Saint!

Not far from the Bronze Coffin, there was a mass of milky white light floating, within which lay a little girl with eyes tightly shut, seemingly in slumber.

The black mist permeating the surroundings was repelled by the white light before it could approach.

"Qing'er!"

Ye Qingchen felt a shock in his heart, exclaiming involuntarily.

Previously.

He had heard Mu Shanhe mention that Ye Qing was not dead but had survived.

And now it seemed.

It was that very light protecting her.

The sleeping Ye Qing, enveloped in the white radiance, suddenly reacted, opening her eyes abruptly. Upon seeing Ye Qingchen, she excitedly tapped the white light, unable to restrain herself from calling out:

"Brother! I'm here! I'm here!"

"Qing'er!"

Seeing Ye Qing unharmed, Ye Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. After a few comforting words, he surveyed the surroundings of the mountain peak.

When he took in the scene around him, he paused slightly, seeing numerous cultivators standing in awe. Among these cultivators, naturally, were Yuan Shisan, Ding Qitian, and others.

At the same time.

Ding Qitian, Yuan Shisan, and the members of the Slaughter Hall, upon seeing Ye Qingchen, contracted their pupils, showing a trace of astonishment. Obviously, they hadn't expected Ye Qingchen to break through the slaughter at the outer islands and reach this place.

Immediately, a hint of killing intent flashed in their eyes. Clearly, the sight of an enemy intensified their resentment.

However.

At this moment, fear outweighed hatred.

The fear was naturally towards the presence on the Bronze Coffin.

Initially, they thought this secret realm was a precious opportunity, but who would have guessed it was a trap for their demise. Even the Half-Step Celestial Saint Qin Wentian got struck down by him with a single palm.

Looking at the form taking shape on the Bronze Coffin, everyone took a deep breath. That was the Mo Luo Celestial Saint!

Four hundred years ago, the Mo Luo Celestial Saint had dominated the Eastern Domain!

No one present was a fool.

Upon seeing the Bronze Coffin and recalling everything that had transpired since entering the secret realm, the fog completely lifted.

"So it was just a setup!" someone murmured. "We are all just pitiable creatures lured here... They crafted this ancient killing plot just for revival!"

Upon hearing this, a tremor ran through the hearts of the others.

However.

Those who managed to reach this place were all powerhouses of the Profound Pill Eighth Layer and Ninth Heaven. Though fearful, it didn't mean they would willingly submit.

Pressuring with tighter grips on their weapons and fully concentrated energy, Cui Geng, Xu Huai, and others behind Ye Qingchen epitomized this resolve, as taut as leopards ready to spring.

"Seems this old man has slept too long, as the world has forgotten my methods, yet some still dare to resist!"

The Mo Luo Celestial Saint, with hands behind his back, his gaze swept the surroundings, and his voice slowly resonated.

Everyone felt a chill run through their body upon hearing this; it was as if steel needles bored into their ears, causing their Qi Blood to churn uncontrollably.

Suddenly.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort sounded abruptly.

It was as if a thunderclap erupted beside their ears.

Immediately.

Some cultivators of the low Profound Pill Eighth Heaven, unable to withstand the pressure, spat blood and fell to their knees. Lowering their eyes revealed a multitude kneeling.

Only Ding Qitian, Yuan Shisan, and the Ninth Heaven cultivators, continued to strive for uprightness.

Though dripping with sweat.

Their Profound Pill Ninth Heaven cultivation and high status made them reluctant to kneel.

Because they knew.

If they knelt, they might never find the courage to rise again, let alone contend against the Mo Luo Celestial Saint.

However.

Would the Mo Luo Celestial Saint allow such defiance?

With a smirk crossing his lips, he scrutinized the crowd, absorbing their demeanors, then exclaimed forcefully, "Kneel!"

Pff!

Cui Geng, Xu Huai, and others who had recently advanced to Profound Pill Ninth Heaven, felt as though struck by lightning, unable to withstand the impact, their knees hit the ground with a thud, even denting the ground.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

Almost simultaneously.

The sound of kneeling resounded continuously, nearly no one able to withstand it, crashing to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene.

The Mo Luo Celestial Saint couldn't restrain himself, laughing aloud.

So what if he had slept for four hundred years? So what if the world didn't know him? Once he stepped out of this secret realm, he would once again become renowned across the world!

"Stand up!"

"Stand up!"

Within their hearts Yuan Shisan, Ding Qitian, and everyone present yelled and roared. But as they knelt, their bodies became unresponsive, incapable of moving despite the mental outcry.

Cui Geng, Xu Huai, the Confucian Scholar, and others exchanged bitter glances, filled with sighs. They believed there was a chance to defeat the Mo Luo Celestial Saint before he fully awakened.

Now, with a Half-Step Celestial Saint already fallen, and nearly a hundred Profound Pill Ninth Heaven experts at a loss for courage before him, they feared inevitable doom.

As thoughts swirled within them.

Suddenly.

The laughter of the Mo Luo Celestial Saint abruptly ceased, as he gazed toward a certain direction, letting out a voice filled with surprise:

"Oh?"

At this moment.

Everyone was astonished.

They saw.

Among those present, there was still one person not kneeling!

It was none other than Ye Qingchen!

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