333: Chapter 333 If you were me, you would betray too!

The Fifth Elder's pupils contracted violently, his legs kicking wildly in the air. Liquid had already begun to seep from his crotch, dripping onto the ground.

A dignified Inner Sect Elder of the Miao Sect, a powerhouse of the Mid-Heaven Realm, was currently like a chicken being strangled by the neck, completely powerless to resist—and he had even pissed himself???

The entire area fell into a deathly silence.

The few elders who had been clamoring just a moment ago now had faces as pale as ghosts, silent as cicadas in winter.

They watched the Fifth Elder's eyes gradually turn white and saw his futile struggles in the air. A chill rushed from the soles of their feet straight to the crowns of their heads.

One move.

Just one move.

Before the Fifth Elder could even react, his throat had been seized.

What kind of strength was this?

Peak Heaven Realm?

Or...

No one dared to think further.

"Stop!!!"

Miao Wanshan suddenly let out a thunderous shout, his pitch-black cane slamming heavily onto the ground, causing the bluestone floor to crack apart.

He glared fixedly at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with shock and fury. "Release him!"

Ye Chen turned his head, his gaze falling on Miao Wanshan's face.

"Then are you giving it to me?"

"Are you handing over the person?"

Miao Wanshan was beyond furious, nearly crushing the cane in his hand.

"Ye Chen!"

"You killed my Miao Sect's Great Elder and wiped out twenty inner sect elites. Now, you want to kill my Miao Sect's Second Elder right in front of me, the Sect Master?!"

"What do you take my Miao Sect for? A wet market?!"

Fury!

He was simply too furious!

No one had ever dared to act against the Miao Sect like this.

This arrogant brat was the first in history to do so!

Hearing this, Ye Chen gave a light chuckle.

"Sect Master Miao, the way you put it..."

"I'm not someone who likes to look for trouble, but if someone pushes their luck with me, I won't let them off."

The moment he finished speaking...

His right hand suddenly tightened!

*Crack—*

A crisp sound of bone fracturing exploded in the deathly silent air!

The Fifth Elder's neck twisted at a bizarre angle, and his head slumped down limply.

His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief even in death.

Ye Chen tossed the Fifth Elder's corpse aside into the nearby bushes as if throwing away a dead chicken.

The entire area was as silent as a grave.

The color drained completely from the faces of those few elders.

The dense crowd of inner sect disciples all took half a step back in unison, their eyes filled with terror.

That was the Second Elder!

A powerhouse of the Mid-Heaven Realm!

In the Miao Sect's inner sect, he was below only one person and above ten thousand!

Just like that...

He was dead?

Killed by this young man as easily as crushing an ant?

Miao Wanshan's pupils shrank violently, the veins on the hand holding his cane bulging.

He stared fixedly at Ye Chen, fire practically spitting from his eyes.

"Ye Chen!!!"

Ye Chen, however, acted as if he hadn't heard the roar and simply spoke calmly.

"This is a warning."

"From now on, every ten seconds, I will kill one more person."

"Until you hand over the shanhai bottle and Li Mei."

Showing mercy to the enemy was being cruel to oneself.

This was Ye Chen's consistent creed.

Since the Miao Sect dared to send people to kill him, they had to be prepared to be wiped out.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it was like a thunderclap striking the heart of every Miao Sect disciple.

Miao Wanshan's chest heaved violently, the veins on his forehead throbbing. Finally, he could no longer hold back.

"You've gone too far!!!"

"Miao Sect disciples, hear my command!"

"Take down this villain for me!!!"

The moment his voice fell, the group of inner sect disciples behind him unsheathed their weapons in unison and lunged toward Ye Chen!

Cold light flickered!

Killing intent surged to the heavens!

A dense mass of people surged forward like a tide!

Ye Chen stood in place, watching the scene with a calm gaze.

Then.

He moved.

Instead of charging forward, he retreated a step to Jin Meiting's side. Extending his right hand, he wrapped it around her waist and lifted her up gently.

Caught off guard, Jin Meiting let out a soft cry and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hold on tight." Ye Chen looked down at her.

Jin Meiting nodded vigorously, her hands tightly encircling his neck.

In the next second.

Ye Chen's figure, like a ghost, charged into the crowd!

*Bang!!!*

The disciple at the very front didn't even have time to react before he was kicked in the chest, flying backward and knocking over five or six people behind him!

"Ah!!!"

Screams rang out!

Ye Chen's figure wove through the crowd so fast that no one could see him clearly!

He was holding Jin Meiting, yet it was as if he were holding a weightless feather. He dodged and shifted with ease!

With every punch thrown, someone was bound to fall!

With every kick, a group of people would be sent sprawling!

Cradled in his arms, Jin Meiting felt the world spinning. The wind whistled in her ears, and the figures before her eyes were a blur.

But she wasn't afraid.

She just held onto Ye Chen's neck tightly, burying her face against his chest and listening to his powerful heartbeat.

With him here, there was no need to fear anything.

And...

This feeling was actually even a little bit exciting!

*Bang!*

*Bang!*

*Bang!*

One figure after another flew backward like dumplings being dropped into water, smashing onto the ground, the stone steps, and into the bushes!

Screams!

Wails!

The sound of bones shattering!

It all intertwined into one!

In just a few short minutes.

The ground was covered with people.

A dense crowd of at least fifty or sixty people were curled up, rolling around and moaning.

Not a single one could stand back up.

Ye Chen stopped his movements, released his hold on Jin Meiting, and gently set her on the ground.

Jin Meiting steadied herself and looked up at the scene before her, her heart skipping a beat.

She knew Ye Chen was strong.

But seeing him with her own eyes, carrying her while tearing through these ferocious Miao Sect disciples as if they were nothing...

That shock still left her unable to recover for a long time.

Ye Chen gently patted her shoulder and then looked up.

"Next."

"Who's coming?"

The faces of those few elders were pale as they all took half a step back in unison.

No one dared to step forward.

They looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a devil that had crawled out of hell.

Miao Wanshan's expression could no longer be described as merely ugly.

The hand holding his cane was trembling slightly.

It wasn't fear.

It was fury.

It was shock.

It was disbelief.

What realm... was this young man at exactly?

The speed at which he had just acted was so fast that even he, a Mid-Celestial Master Realm expert, could barely see it!

Miao Renfeng stood to the side, watching this scene. His expression gradually became complicated.

He finally couldn't help but step forward and bow deeply to Miao Wanshan.

"Sect Master..."

"Listen to my advice and do as he says."

Miao Wanshan suddenly turned his head and glared at him, his eyes full of rage.

"Miao Renfeng! You traitor!"

"As a Miao Sect elder, you're actually helping an outsider slaughter your own fellow sect members!"

"You still have the face to speak to me?!"

Miao Renfeng gave a bitter smile.

"Sect Master, I know you hate me."

"But if you were me, you would rebel too."

"Because..."

He paused, his voice dropping low. "The Great Elder took twenty Earth Realm disciples and twenty Miao Zombies, and they didn't even last ten seconds before him."

Miao Wanshan: "???"

All the Elders: "???"

Miao Renfeng took a deep breath and continued.

"I saw it with my own eyes. He killed all of them, one punch at a time."

"The Great Elder took out the Sacred Token to summon the Ancestral Zombie, but he was slapped to death."

Miao Wanshan: "???"

All the Elders: "???"

Miao Renfeng seemed to think of something and looked up at Miao Wanshan.

"Do you know Gongsun Long, the Black Prison Master?"

"Gongsun Long was also killed by him."

"With one punch."

Miao Wanshan: "???"

All the Elders: "???"

It was as if something had exploded in everyone's minds.

Gongsun Long...

That Black Prison Hall Master who had dominated the dark world for over a decade, making countless experts tremble with fear, and who was also a formidable figure at the Early-Celestial Master Realm...

Had been killed by him with one punch???

He suddenly looked at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Seeing his expression, Miao Renfeng shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Sect Master, you are at the Mid-Celestial Master Realm."

"But can you defeat someone at the Early-Celestial Master Realm in a single blow?"

Miao Wanshan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.

He couldn't.

Of course he couldn't.

In the Celestial Master Realm, every level was as different as heaven and earth.

The gap between the early and middle stages might seem small, but it wasn't.

But to say he could kill an Early-Celestial Master Realm expert with one punch...

He couldn't do it.

No one in the entire Miao Sect could do it.

Miao Renfeng looked at him and sighed.

"Sect Master, I'm not trying to persuade you to surrender."

"I'm just telling you a fact."

"The Master..."

He looked at Ye Chen's back. "Is not someone we can contend with."

Miao Wanshan stood in place, the hand holding his cane trembling violently.

He looked at the disciples lying all over the ground, at the elders who were as silent as cicadas in winter, and at Ye Chen's calm, rippleless eyes.

After a long time.

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Then.

He opened his eyes and looked toward Ye Chen.

"I will give you the shanhai bottle."

"I will also hand over Li Mei."

"I only ask that you..."

He paused, his voice raspy. "Stop the killing."