463: Chapter 463 To Kneel or Not to Kneel?

Feeling that power as vast as the sea, Ye Chen stood in place, motionless.

He looked at Auguste and spoke as calmly as water.

"Mid-stage Tianyi Realm?"

Auguste withdrew his aura and stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of pride finally appearing on his withered face.

"This old man is Auguste von Brandenburg, the former God of War of the Hall of Saints."

"Mid-stage Tianyi Realm!"

He paused, his grey-blue eyes looking directly at Ye Chen.

"Young man, you are indeed strong. To have a cultivation in the Tianyi Realm at twenty-one... in my ninety-three years of life, I have never seen a genius like you."

"But..."

His tone shifted, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"Do you think the Tianyi Realm makes you invincible under heaven?"

"Do you think there is no one in this world who can deal with you?"

"There is a saying..."

"There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!"

Ye Chen looked at him and suddenly smiled: "So, what you mean is... you can take care of me?"

The two old men behind Auguste stepped forward in unison upon hearing this.

Two bursts of aura, not a bit weaker than Auguste's, suddenly erupted!

The pressure of three mid-stage Tianyi Realm experts crashed down like three ten-thousand-fathom high mountains!

The entire underground space trembled violently; gravel from the ceiling fell like rain, and cracks on the ground spread crazily!

The members of the Hall of Saints were pressed to the ground by these three surges of pressure, finding it difficult even to breathe.

Yan Qingwu gritted her teeth and held on stubbornly, cold sweat flowing down her cheeks.

She never expected...

That three old monsters would be drawn out all at once!

And each one was ridiculously strong...

Yet, Ye Chen still stood in place, that harmless smile still hanging on his face.

Auguste looked at him, his eyes narrowing.

"Young man, I will give you one last chance."

"Kneel, admit your mistakes, hand over the secrets on your person, and then cripple your own cultivation."

"I will take charge and spare your life."

That's right.

In his view, for Ye Chen to reach this level at such an age, nine times out of ten it was because he had some incredible treasure, inheritance, or secret...

Otherwise.

Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe a young man in his mid-twenties could step into the Tianyi Realm through his own talent alone!

Ye Chen tilted his head.

"Take care of me?"

"No, no, no. What I hope for more is that you can hold out a bit longer."

These were his true words...

If they could hold out a bit longer, he could exert more of his power, and that way, more of the power of the side effects would accumulate!

But in the ears of others, these words were a perfect way to draw hatred.

The old man beside Auguste turned grim upon hearing this, fury surging in his eyes.

"Arrogant!"

He took a step forward, an aura like a collapsing mountain or a tsunami erupting from his thin, withered body.

"I, Frederick, would like to see just how much ability you, a wet-behind-the-ears brat, actually have!"

As his voice fell.

He flipped his right hand, and a ball of eerie blue light suddenly condensed in his palm. The light spun violently, emitting a piercing hum, and the surrounding air was churned into distortion.

"Go!"

Frederick barked, and the ball of eerie blue light smashed toward Ye Chen like a meteor!

Wherever the light passed, gravel on the ground was swept up by the air currents, cracks on the walls spread crazily, and the entire underground space shivered under this strike!

The Hall of Saints members lying on the ground only felt a suffocating pressure rushing at them, not even daring to look up.

Yan Qingwu's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

However.

Ye Chen simply raised his right fist and met it nonchalantly.

No fancy moves, no world-shaking aura, just a simple punch like that.

"Boom!!!"

As fist and palm met, a deafening explosion erupted in the underground space!

The airwave swept outward like a physical substance; gravel on the ground was shaken to dust, and cracks on the walls instantly spread to the ceiling!

However.

Ye Chen stood in place, motionless.

In contrast, Frederick...

"Thud! Thud! Thud—"

He actually retreated seven or eight steps.

With every step he took, a deep footprint was left on the ground, and cracks spread outward like a spiderweb!

It wasn't until his back hit a stone pillar behind him that he barely stabilized his figure.

"Bang!"

The stone pillar was covered in cracks from his impact, and gravel fell down in rustles.

Frederick looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes full of disbelief.

His right hand was trembling slightly, waves of sharp pain coming from the webbing between his thumb and forefinger, and his entire arm was numb.

How was this possible?

He was in the mid-stage Tianyi Realm!

A full-strength strike was actually forced back seven or eight steps by a single punch from a young man in his twenties?

And the opponent hadn't even moved an inch?

The entire room was dumbstruck.

The composure on Auguste's face instantly froze.

The other old man beside him widened his murky eyes, looking at Ye Chen as if he had seen a ghost.

Olof sat slumped on the ground, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg, his mind a complete blank.

The members of the Hall of Saints even forgot to breathe.

An old monster of the mid-stage Tianyi Realm, striking with full force, was actually forced back by a single punch?

What kind of monster was this Dragon Kingdom man?

Frederick took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and spoke through gritted teeth, word by word: "You... just what level are you at?"

Ye Chen withdrew his fist and smiled faintly.

"I said it, I don't know either."

"I even hope..."

"That you can hold out a bit longer to test my limits."

Frederick's face turned pale and then flushed.

He wanted to retort but found there was simply no way to do so.

That punch just now had explained everything.

This young man's strength was far above his own!

He was qualified to say such things!

Auguste's expression completely darkened.

He stared at Ye Chen, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, but even more so, greed.

Twenty-one years old, and above the Tianyi Realm.

This young man must have a massive secret!

If he could seize it...

He took a deep breath and spoke coldly.

"Young man, you are indeed very strong."

"But do you think that by yourself, you can defeat the three of us?"

As his voice fell, he gave a look to the other old man beside him.

The old man understood and stepped forward, standing side-by-side with Frederick.

Three mid-stage Tianyi Realm auras crashed down again like three great mountains!

This time, it was even more intense than before!

Auguste stood with his hands behind his back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Ye Chen, I will ask you one last time."

"To kneel, or not to kneel?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen suddenly looked conflicted, then nodded: "I'll kneel."

As soon as these words came out.

The eyes of the Hall of Saints members all burst with the light of hope.

Kneel?

This god of slaughter is finally going to kneel?

It makes sense...

With three mid-stage Tianyi Realm old monsters standing before him, anyone would have to kneel!

Even if Ye Chen could suppress one mid-stage Tianyi Realm expert alone.

But once it's three against one, unless he has three heads and six arms, it's almost impossible for there to be any reversal...

Olof suddenly snapped out of it, his old face full of madness.

"Hahaha! Ye Chen! You finally know fear?"

"Kneel down immediately, and maybe I'll leave your corpse intact later!"

Thor was lying on the ground, the sharp pain from his broken nose bridge twisting his entire face.

Yet he still squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Kneel! Hurry up and kneel!"

"I want to watch you kneel down!"

The members of the Hall of Saints also started jeering.

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!!"

"Kneel!!!"

The shouting was thunderous, as if they could already see the scene of Ye Chen kneeling and begging for mercy.

Auguste stood with his hands behind his back and smiled coldly.

"Young man, a wise man submits to circumstances."

"I am gratified that you can see reason."

"Kneel down and hand over the secrets on your person. I am a man of my word; I will spare your life."

Frederick rubbed his still-numb right arm, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Kid, weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

"What? You know fear now?"

"Too late! If you don't kneel today, you must die!"

The other old man also spoke coldly, his voice sounding like a broken gong: "The Kunlun Ruins placed you on the top of their most dangerous list, but seeing you today, you're nothing more than this."

Only Yan Qingwu had a strange expression on her face.

She was certain...

Ye Chen was likely about to stir up trouble again.

This group of people was too stupid; they didn't know Ye Chen's personality at all...

They would probably be scammed and still honestly help him count the money.

Sure enough.

Ye Chen suddenly grinned and spoke shockingly.

"Kneel to your mother?"

"A bunch of trash like you is worthy?"

Trash?

Good heavens...

He just bluntly cursed them out??

Everyone was stunned, their mouths agape, the expressions on their faces quite spectacular.

Frederick's old face turned the color of pig liver: "You... what did you say?!"

Ye Chen looked impatient.

"What?"

"Ears don't work?"

"Or are they blocked by earwax?"

As soon as these words came out, Frederick's face completely twisted, veins bulging on his forehead like earthworms wriggling under his skin.

"You're looking for death!!!"

He could no longer restrain himself. A world-shaking aura erupted from his withered body, and he lunged at Ye Chen like a bolt of black lightning!

Auguste's expression also darkened completely, killing intent surging in his eyes.

"You ignorant fool!"

He flipped his right hand, and a pitch-black longsword appeared out of thin air in his palm. A heart-palpitating cold light swirled around the blade. With one thrust, the tip of the sword aimed straight for Ye Chen's throat!

The other old man also moved, his hands forming seals and his mouth chanting.

In the next second, the gravel on the ground flew up without warning, shooting toward Ye Chen like ten thousand hidden weapons covering the sky!