"That Ye Qingchen is too arrogant!"

Gu Ying's eyes flashed, a smile hanging at the corner of his lips.

The others also nodded upon hearing this.

Cui Qiao mastered a technique called 'Life-taking Saber'. He once trained diligently for three years in the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, hunting down thousands of beasts. His knife skills exist solely for killing.

Although Ye Qingchen is not weak, he is still young; how can he compare with someone like Cui Qiao, who kills as effortlessly as slaughtering dogs.

Therefore.

Gu Ying did not think highly of Ye Qingchen at all.

Not just him, but the many assassins present; none looked favorably upon Ye Qingchen. Even if Ye Qingchen were stronger, how could he be a match for Cui Qiao?

But as soon as this hint of a smile appeared, it froze completely.

Ye Qingchen swung his sword, and the blade surged like a tidal wave. Wherever the sword edge passed, the twelve slashes that came rolling down melted away like spring snow under a blazing sun.

"How is that possible?"

Cui Qiao's face changed.

However, before he could react, the sword gleam was already sweeping before him.

In the incredulous gazes of many, this infamous figure in the Assassin Realm, who had killed countless powerhouses, was cut down by a single strike from Ye Qingchen.

"Boom!"

Cui Qiao's body crashed heavily onto the ground.

The smile vanished from Gu Ying's face, his eyes full of surprise. Many assassins were also astonished, looking at Ye Qingchen with more fear.

Cui Qiao, among them, wasn't the strongest, but he had killed dozens of Spiritual Sea Realm powerhouses.

Yet now, he fell to Ye Qingchen's sword.

"Who's next to die?"

Ye Qingchen flicked his wrist, shaking off the Blood Bead on the sword edge, his gaze once again fell on these assassins in front of him.

The assassins showed signs of apprehension.

Although they all knew that if they rushed at him together, they could certainly kill Ye Qingchen effortlessly. But these assassins gathered for profit, none wanted to be the first to make a move.

Moreover, behind Ye Qingchen was the unknown strength of Qin Wentian.

After a moment of stalemate, Moro stepped forward, laughing loudly:

"Ye Qingchen, do you really think you can handle all of us by yourself? I want to see what you're capable of!"

With that said, Moro strode forward.

Although he appeared rough, he was extremely meticulous. Without absolute confidence, how would he dare confront Ye Qingchen alone? He knew he wasn't a match for Qin Wentian, so he planned to first capture Ye Qingchen as a hostage, then find a way to escape from the valley.

With these thoughts, Moro's pace quickened, finally charging like a rampant giant elephant, the force stronger than Cui Qiao by threefold,

while simultaneously pressing down with his palm.

Boom boom boom!

As the palm pressed down, a thunderous sound erupted in the void.

Meanwhile, a giant palm formed of True Qi appeared in the void, several meters in size, aimed fiercely to crush where Ye Qingchen stood.

This palm seemed like a mover of mountains, lifting Taihang Mountain to smash down, as if wanting to crush everything into dust.

"Humph!"

Ye Qingchen's gaze didn't change, his sword slicing at an angle.

This strike went forth like a knife through butter, effortlessly tearing the giant palm apart. The uncontrolled giant palm exploded, turning into countless rings of clouds, scattering away.

"Haha, you fell for it!"

Seeing this, Moro was not frightened but delighted. He stepped forward, swiftly advancing to Ye Qingchen, simultaneously reaching out with two big hands to grab at him.

This claw strike was even fiercer.

The wind roared sharply.

"Thunder Shock Pointing!"

Ye Qingchen did not raise his sword, instead, he pointed with his left hand, striking directly.

"Haha, how foolish, battling me barehanded without drawing your sword?"

Moro laughed wildly, pressing his claw down with even more force.

BOOM!

In an instant, the fist and fingers collided.

The previously smug Moro's expression froze, only feeling a terrifying force swiftly pouring over him like a flood accumulated over three days and nights, surging into his body.

Last time Ye Qingchen used this move, he was only at Qi Refining Twelfth Layer, yet even someone as strong as Hong Qitian spat blood. Now, having reached Spiritual Sea Second Heaven, the power was naturally incomparable to before.

CRACKLE!

In an instant.

Moro's body exploded with sound, as if ignited by a bomb; all his bones crushed by the power of Thunder Shock Pointing, he flew back dead before hitting the ground.

One sword, one point, killing instantly.

HISSS!

The scene was filled with the sound of people drawing sharp breaths.

No one expected that the young man's power had reached such a level. For a moment, the gazes lost their earlier frivolity, replaced by deep apprehension.

Moro's strength was among the upper levels in their group, yet he was killed so effortlessly by Ye Qingchen; how could they not be shocked?

However, amid their astonishment, Ye Qingchen's cool voice rang out again:

"Who's next?"

Ye Qingchen was determined to personally eliminate this group of assassins.

He understood he was already targeted.

These people, in order to kill him, resorted to all means. Therefore, he must exert bloody suppression today, or else he would face endless assassination attempts later!

"What do we do?"

Prior Gu Ying also panicked, asking softly.

His strength was comparable to Moro's, even slightly inferior. If he were to step forward, he might die even quicker!

"Relax, if the sky falls, there'll be someone taller to hold it up!"

Another assassin said.

Following his words, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the center of the crowd, towards a middle-aged man dressed in black combat attire.

The combat-clad man stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a cold aura. The surrounding assassins subtly kept their distance from him, obviously wary.

At this moment.

The combat-clad man realized Ye Qingchen was looking over as everyone did, knowing there was no longer any place to hide, he walked out coldly.

"Ye Qingchen, we're merely entrusted by others to fulfill our task. If you're willing, we can leave now and never come to Taotian Palace again in the future!"

Du Yuan lowered his head.

Of course, this wasn't sincere.

Who could resist the lure of a million gold? He planned to feign submission to get through this crisis, then sneak back up the mountain later. After all, it's easy to guard against people sometimes, impossible to guard against them forever.

Moreover, he learned from today's events that Ye Qingchen's greatest weakness is Ye Qing. When he takes Ye Qing captive, killing Ye Qingchen would be simple.

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving alive!"

Ye Qingchen didn't know of his plans.

But these people, selling their lives for money, had already entered Taotian Palace. If his strength was lacking, he might fall into their hands. Would they spare him then?

"Fine!"

Du Yuan's expression darkened, he feared Ye Qingchen but did not dread him.

His gaze gradually chilly, Du Yuan stepped forward.

"Then let me witness the methods of the Newcomer King!"

BOOM!

As the words fell, Du Yuan clenched his fists and a tempestuous aura raged. Instantly, a fierce wind swept, causing the surrounding trees to rustle loudly. This aura was countless times stronger than Hong Qitian's back then!

When the aura reached its peak, Du Yuan stepped forward, his whole being like a tornado, swiftly sweeping through the sky directly towards Ye Qingchen!

WHOOSH!

Ye Qingchen, too, unleashed his full Star Force without reservation, extending his long sword, and charged fiercely!

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