Within the vibrating void, the Xiao clan’s old patriarch stepped in the air with an extremely gloomy expression. Blood continuously flowed out from the wounds on his arms.
Ye Chen stood in the wind with no emotions in his cold eyes, “If your ability is limited to this, you’ll die today!”
“Junior, don’t be too smug!”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch did not seem to care about the injuries on his arms. A dense viciousness surfaced on his face, “Do you really think that my methods are limited to this?”
At the next moment, he clasped his hands together and suddenly clenched them. An incomparably terrifying blood-red origin energy swept out from his body. The power was even greater than before.
As the blood-red origin energy surged out, a red long spear that seemed to be made from fresh blood appeared in his hand.
The blood-colored spear trembled slightly, spewing red energy as if it had drunk a great deal of blood.
As it appeared, a faint buzzing sound rang out in this region, as if it could not bear the weight. Everyone on the ground could only feel that the pressure coming from the sky had increased by several times.
Seeing this, Hu Meiling, who was on the ground finally had a ripple in her eyes after a thousand years, “Immortal Master Ye, be careful. This person has an emperor weapon!”
For ancient cultivators, apart from their own strength, they could also use weapons to increase their battle prowess. The weapons of ordinary cultivators were nothing more than sabers, spears, and staff.
For high level martial artists, such as martial venerables, they could refine their own spirit weapons. Ordinary spirit weapons could cut through iron like mud and cut through hair easily.
Above spirit weapons were emperor weapons. As the name implied, these were weapons that could only be refined by Emperor Stage cultivators.
If an Emperor Stage cultivator had only seen through the power of the world and origin power, then an emperor weapon would possess a sliver of origin power. It could be absorbed into the body and refined day and night. The origin power of an emperor weapon was enough to kill a pseudo emperor.
In other words, an Emperor Stage cultivator with an emperor weapon would be able to increase his battle prowess by more than two fold. This was a testament to how powerful emperor weapons were.
“Emperor weapon?”
Upon hearing Hu Meiling’s reminder, Ye Chen squinted and looked at the blood-colored spear in the Xiao clan’s patriarch’s hand. He understood immediately. To him, the so-called emperor weapon was similar to the spirit weapons in the cultivation world.
The Xiao clan’s patriarch’s long spear was a low-grade spirit weapon.
“I always like to hold back!”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch glared at Ye Chen with a ferocious gleam in his eyes. A strange arc gradually appeared at the corner of his lips, “Even Old Bai and the rest don’t know that I have an emperor weapon. I didn’t expect you to force me to use it today!”
Killing intent filled his eyes as he looked at Ye Chen, “However, since you’ve forced me to use it, the price you have to pay is death!”
As soon as he said that, he vanished like a specter and appeared before Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.
He grinned hideously. The blood-colored spear in his hand shrieked and stabbed at Ye Chen with a piercing sonic boom.
The blood energy on the spear was so thick that it had almost liquefied. It kept dripping to the ground, and the bloodthirsty aura made one’s heart palpitate.
Clang!
With an ear-piercing metallic sound, a visible shock wave spread out in all directions. The entire space shook.
On the other hand, Ye Chen’s body trembled violently under the spear. Subsequently, he was sent flying by the terrifying force. He only managed to stabilize himself after being thrown back for over 30 meters.
This contact revealed just how extraordinary the spear was.
“Hahaha, junior, is that all you’ve got?”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch threw his head back and roared with laughter. His eyes were filled with disdain, “You may be an Emperor Stage cultivator, but you don’t have an emperor weapon, do you? How can you fight me, then?”
The faces of Yang Tian and the rest on the ground changed when they saw this. They had never thought that the Xiao clan’s patriarch would become so powerful after revealing his emperor weapon.
‘Is Old Ye going to be defeated here today?’
Yang Tian clenched his fists tightly as his heart sank.
Xiao Kun, who was far away, roared with incomparable pride, “Old patriarch, kill him. Once he dies, the Ye family is completely finished. The Chinese cultivation world will also completely finished!”
“Junior, it’s over…”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch roared and waved his spear. A terrifying attack charged at Ye Chen again. It was like thunder as it carried endless attacks.
“Old dog, it’s too early for you to celebrate!”
Ye Chen scoffed as he charged into the sky. He lifted a long golden pillar and charged at the Xiao clan’s patriarch like a golden dragon.
Although the Xiao clan’s old patriarch’s emperor weapon was powerful, how could it be stronger than his physical body? How could it be stronger than his fist?!
At that moment, Ye Chen dispersed his True Energy fluctuation and unleashed his purest physical strength to attack the Xiao clan’s patriarch.
Clang, clang, clang, clang…
At that moment, the two parties clashed at close range. From time to time, the sound of metal clashing could be heard and sparks could be seen. On the other hand, Ye Chen’s body was like an eminent monk’s golden body with faint golden streams flowing on the surface of his body.
Ye Chen’s fist was crystal clear. It was as hard as azure jade. Every punch was like a giant hammer that could hold up the sky. It landed heavily on the Xiao clan’s patriarch.
After the patriarch’s spear stabbed him, other than creating sparks, it did not cause any harm to his body.
On the other hand, Ye Chen’s punches made his blood boil. The web between his thumb and index finger was numb, and he almost lost his grip on the spear.
He could only retreat repeatedly. His heart was filled with shock and disbelief, “Damn it, why is this brat’s body so strong? Could he be the successor of the Pre-Qin Body Sect?”
Before he could react, Ye Chen suddenly changed his fist into a palm. A lotus imprint emerged on his palm. Subsequently, he pressed it lightly on the patriarch’s chest.
33-Days Divine Punch, Vajra Seal!
That seemingly soft palm caused the Xiao clan patriarch’s sense of danger to multiply. He had goosebumps all over his body, “Oh, no!”
He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he realized that it was too late. Immediately, he felt a terrifying force enter his eight meridians.
Blergh!
He spat a mouthful of blood, and his body instantly shot backwards. In the end, he directly smashed into a mountain wall on the ground, forcibly smashing a large hole into the mountain wall.
“Alright!”
Yang Tian and the rest cheered when they saw that.
On the other hand, the expression of Xiao Kun in the distance changed, and his eyes revealed dense shock, “Patriarch has l-lost?!
That was his clan’s old patriarch!
An old monster who had lived for over 200 years was like an immortal legend in the Xiao clan. And he was not Ye Chen’s match?
While he was in a daze, a loud bang suddenly came from the mountain wall in the distance. In the next moment, a blood-red figure turned into a red gleam and rushed into the distance.
Within the vibrating void, the Xiao clan’s old patriarch stepped in the air with an extremely gloomy expression. Blood continuously flowed out from the wounds on his arms.
Ye Chen stood in the wind with no emotions in his cold eyes, “If your ability is limited to this, you’ll die today!”
“Junior, don’t be too smug!”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch did not seem to care about the injuries on his arms. A dense viciousness surfaced on his face, “Do you really think that my methods are limited to this?”
At the next moment, he clasped his hands together and suddenly clenched them. An incomparably terrifying blood-red origin energy swept out from his body. The power was even greater than before.
As the blood-red origin energy surged out, a red long spear that seemed to be made from fresh blood appeared in his hand.
The blood-colored spear trembled slightly, spewing red energy as if it had drunk a great deal of blood.
As it appeared, a faint buzzing sound rang out in this region, as if it could not bear the weight. Everyone on the ground could only feel that the pressure coming from the sky had increased by several times.
Seeing this, Hu Meiling, who was on the ground finally had a ripple in her eyes after a thousand years, “Immortal Master Ye, be careful. This person has an emperor weapon!”
For ancient cultivators, apart from their own strength, they could also use weapons to increase their battle prowess. The weapons of ordinary cultivators were nothing more than sabers, spears, and staff.
For high level martial artists, such as martial venerables, they could refine their own spirit weapons. Ordinary spirit weapons could cut through iron like mud and cut through hair easily.
Above spirit weapons were emperor weapons. As the name implied, these were weapons that could only be refined by Emperor Stage cultivators.
If an Emperor Stage cultivator had only seen through the power of the world and origin power, then an emperor weapon would possess a sliver of origin power. It could be absorbed into the body and refined day and night. The origin power of an emperor weapon was enough to kill a pseudo emperor.
In other words, an Emperor Stage cultivator with an emperor weapon would be able to increase his battle prowess by more than two fold. This was a testament to how powerful emperor weapons were.
“Emperor weapon?”
Upon hearing Hu Meiling’s reminder, Ye Chen squinted and looked at the blood-colored spear in the Xiao clan’s patriarch’s hand. He understood immediately. To him, the so-called emperor weapon was similar to the spirit weapons in the cultivation world.
The Xiao clan’s patriarch’s long spear was a low-grade spirit weapon.
“I always like to hold back!”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch glared at Ye Chen with a ferocious gleam in his eyes. A strange arc gradually appeared at the corner of his lips, “Even Old Bai and the rest don’t know that I have an emperor weapon. I didn’t expect you to force me to use it today!”
Killing intent filled his eyes as he looked at Ye Chen, “However, since you’ve forced me to use it, the price you have to pay is death!”
As soon as he said that, he vanished like a specter and appeared before Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.
He grinned hideously. The blood-colored spear in his hand shrieked and stabbed at Ye Chen with a piercing sonic boom.
The blood energy on the spear was so thick that it had almost liquefied. It kept dripping to the ground, and the bloodthirsty aura made one’s heart palpitate.
Clang!
With an ear-piercing metallic sound, a visible shock wave spread out in all directions. The entire space shook.
On the other hand, Ye Chen’s body trembled violently under the spear. Subsequently, he was sent flying by the terrifying force. He only managed to stabilize himself after being thrown back for over 30 meters.
This contact revealed just how extraordinary the spear was.
“Hahaha, junior, is that all you’ve got?”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch threw his head back and roared with laughter. His eyes were filled with disdain, “You may be an Emperor Stage cultivator, but you don’t have an emperor weapon, do you? How can you fight me, then?”
The faces of Yang Tian and the rest on the ground changed when they saw this. They had never thought that the Xiao clan’s patriarch would become so powerful after revealing his emperor weapon.
‘Is Old Ye going to be defeated here today?’
Yang Tian clenched his fists tightly as his heart sank.
Xiao Kun, who was far away, roared with incomparable pride, “Old patriarch, kill him. Once he dies, the Ye family is completely finished. The Chinese cultivation world will also completely finished!”
“Junior, it’s over…”
The Xiao clan’s patriarch roared and waved his spear. A terrifying attack charged at Ye Chen again. It was like thunder as it carried endless attacks.
“Old dog, it’s too early for you to celebrate!”
Ye Chen scoffed as he charged into the sky. He lifted a long golden pillar and charged at the Xiao clan’s patriarch like a golden dragon.
Although the Xiao clan’s old patriarch’s emperor weapon was powerful, how could it be stronger than his physical body? How could it be stronger than his fist?!
At that moment, Ye Chen dispersed his True Energy fluctuation and unleashed his purest physical strength to attack the Xiao clan’s patriarch.
Clang, clang, clang, clang…
At that moment, the two parties clashed at close range. From time to time, the sound of metal clashing could be heard and sparks could be seen. On the other hand, Ye Chen’s body was like an eminent monk’s golden body with faint golden streams flowing on the surface of his body.
Ye Chen’s fist was crystal clear. It was as hard as azure jade. Every punch was like a giant hammer that could hold up the sky. It landed heavily on the Xiao clan’s patriarch.
After the patriarch’s spear stabbed him, other than creating sparks, it did not cause any harm to his body.
On the other hand, Ye Chen’s punches made his blood boil. The web between his thumb and index finger was numb, and he almost lost his grip on the spear.
He could only retreat repeatedly. His heart was filled with shock and disbelief, “Damn it, why is this brat’s body so strong? Could he be the successor of the Pre-Qin Body Sect?”
Before he could react, Ye Chen suddenly changed his fist into a palm. A lotus imprint emerged on his palm. Subsequently, he pressed it lightly on the patriarch’s chest.
33-Days Divine Punch, Vajra Seal!
That seemingly soft palm caused the Xiao clan patriarch’s sense of danger to multiply. He had goosebumps all over his body, “Oh, no!”
He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he realized that it was too late. Immediately, he felt a terrifying force enter his eight meridians.
Blergh!
He spat a mouthful of blood, and his body instantly shot backwards. In the end, he directly smashed into a mountain wall on the ground, forcibly smashing a large hole into the mountain wall.
“Alright!”
Yang Tian and the rest cheered when they saw that.
On the other hand, the expression of Xiao Kun in the distance changed, and his eyes revealed dense shock, “Patriarch has l-lost?!
That was his clan’s old patriarch!
An old monster who had lived for over 200 years was like an immortal legend in the Xiao clan. And he was not Ye Chen’s match?
While he was in a daze, a loud bang suddenly came from the mountain wall in the distance. In the next moment, a blood-red figure turned into a red gleam and rushed into the distance.
