863: Chapter 863 You're not young, but you're quite strong!

Everyone was stunned.

They hadn't misread it.

Ye Chen really had nine bronze keys in his hand!

That was nine whole keys!

If the ones in Ye Chen's hands were real, then it would confirm that the one the Head of the Bai Family had was fake...

But that didn't matter anymore.

If they were real, it was bound to trigger a bloodbath!

In an instant, someone in the stands was the first to snap out of it and shrieked in shock.

"Nine! He actually! Actually! Actually has nine bronze keys for the bronze gate?"

Immediately after, the entire venue erupted like a pot of boiling oil, descending into complete chaos.

"Damn it! All the keys are in his hands alone? Doesn't that mean no one but him can open the bronze gate?"

"Wait... if the Bai Family's key is fake, and Ye Chen has nine real ones... doesn't that mean the Bai Family was using a fake key to deceive us all?!"

"The Bai Family has some nerve!"

"Is that the point? The point is... are those nine keys of Ye Chen's real? If they are, doesn't that mean the bronze gate can be opened?"

Everyone was in an uproar!

Countless gazes fell upon Ye Chen.

Greed! Excitement! Shock!

Countless emotions surrounded Ye Chen.

But some also glared viciously at the Bai Family.

Because didn't this mean Bai Canghe had been deceiving everyone?

Feeling these gazes, sweat began to drip down Bai Canghe's face.

Damn it.

The pressure suddenly increased...

Ye Chen ignored the uproar of the crowd, weighed the nine bronze keys in his hand, and looked at Great Elder Gui Ziming.

"That's right, I have nine."

"So, Great Elder, the evidence is here."

"Do you have anything to say?"

Great Elder Gui Ziming's expression was extremely grim.

His gaze was fixed on those nine bronze keys like nails, unable to move away for a long time.

Nine.

Nine whole keys.

The nine bronze keys legendary for opening the bronze gate were all in the hands of this young man alone!

What did this mean?

It meant that something the entire world had fought for centuries to collect had been snatched away by a mere punk in his twenties.

It meant that from today on, Ye Chen was the only key to the bronze gate.

No one else could open that door but him.

Great Elder Gui Ziming withdrew his gaze, his tone heavy as lead.

"Ye Chen, you are now truly guilty of a crime by possessing a treasure."

"With all nine bronze keys in your hands, it means you alone control the key to the bronze gate. Do you think the whole world will agree to that?"

"I advise you to be sensible and hand over the bronze keys; Guixu can spare your life."

"Otherwise..."

He paused, cold light surging in his black eyes, "the whole world will be your enemy."

Bai Canghe suddenly snapped to his senses and immediately chimed in.

"That's right! The bronze keys belong to the world, not your private property!"

"You are monopolizing all nine bronze keys; are you trying to claim the bronze gate for yourself as well?"

"There is no such logic in this world!"

The people from the One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates around them looked at each other and chimed in one after another.

"The Head of the Bai Family is right! The bronze keys belong to the world, why should you hold them all?"

"Hand over the bronze keys! Otherwise, don't think about leaving this ice field alive today!"

"With all nine bronze keys in your hands, who knows what you want to do? If you open the bronze gate and release something terrible, the whole world will suffer!"

The crowd's emotions were completely ignited.

There was greed! Fear! Anger!

Various emotions intertwined, turning into an overwhelming pressure that crushed down toward Ye Chen in the center of the arena.

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Without me, would you even be able to collect them?"

One sentence.

The entire venue fell silent instantly.

Ye Chen scanned his surroundings and gently weighed the nine bronze keys in his palm.

"Let me ask you a very realistic question."

"For so many years, you've searched the whole world, and you haven't found a single bronze key."

"As for me, I just looked around casually, and all nine are here."

"Guess why that is?"

He tilted his head, smiling exceptionally brightly.

"Because, these bronze keys recognize their master."

"You people have no affinity with the bronze gate."

"And as for me, I have a natural affinity with this thing, just like the protagonist in a novel—all the good stuff just throws itself into my arms."

"You want to snatch them?"

"Sure, but first weigh whether you have the life to take them."

"If you don't value your lives, feel free to come."

The whole venue was deathly silent.

The expressions on everyone's faces were extremely ugly.

Because every word Ye Chen said poked at their sore spots.

They had searched for many years and indeed hadn't found a single one.

How the hell could they refute that?

Say the bronze keys belonged to the world?

But with so many people in the world, why was it that only Ye Chen had collected them all?

Bai Canghe's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The elders behind him were even more ashen-faced, unable to even vent their anger.

But the next second, Great Elder Gui Ziming spoke.

"Ye Chen, I have no interest in listening to you spout nonsense here."

"Regardless of whether you have an affinity with the bronze keys or not, it is inappropriate for all nine bronze keys to be in your hands alone."

"I will give you one last chance: hand over the bronze keys, and Guixu can ensure you leave the Antarctic safely."

"If you do not hand them over..."

The killing intent in his eyes gradually spread.

"Then don't blame me for making an exception today and bullying the young with my seniority."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen was not only unperturbed but smiled even more brightly.

"Bullying the young with seniority?"

"Are you sure you can bully me?"

Great Elder Gui Ziming's expression turned completely cold at that moment.

He had lived for hundreds of years and had never been provoked to his face by a junior like this.

"What an arrogant brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Since you are determined to seek death, I will grant your wish."

Before his voice had even faded, his aura exploded, his black robes billowing violently in the shockwave.

The ice beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, spreading outward.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul Peak was unleashed without reservation at this moment, pressing down on everyone's heads like a giant mountain.

The spectators in the stands with weaker cultivation turned deathly pale on the spot, and even breathing became difficult.

"Is this... the full release of the Nascent Soul Peak?"

"Too terrifying! Just the pressure alone makes it impossible to even stand steady!"

"Even if Ye Chen is also at the Nascent Soul Peak, how old is he? Can his foundation compare to an old monster like Great Elder Gui Ziming who has lived for over a hundred years?"

"He is too arrogant!"

Great Elder Gui Ziming took a step, his entire figure like a black lightning bolt, rushing straight at Ye Chen.

Then, he threw a punch.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to meet it.

"Bang!!!"

The fist and palm collided, and a shockwave exploded from the point of impact.

The ice layer on the arena was shattered, and shards of ice shot out in all directions like bullets.

Great Elder Gui Ziming's figure paused slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

But he did not retreat; instead, using the recoil force, he spun his body, his left leg like a whip, sweeping toward Ye Chen's waist wrapped in fierce True Qi.

Ye Chen sidestepped, the wind of the kick grazing his hem and snapping a flagpole behind him in half.

"Not old, but your reflexes are quite fast."

Great Elder Gui Ziming snorted coldly.

"You are not young, but your strength is not great."

Ye Chen grinned.

Great Elder Gui Ziming's killing intent surged, and he clapped his palms together, condensing a pitch-black blade of energy in his palms, which he slashed down toward Ye Chen's head.

Ye Chen raised his hand and struck, a golden palm print also flew out, colliding head-on with the black energy blade in mid-air.

"Boom!!!"

The two forces stalemated in the air for less than a breath, then simultaneously exploded, turning into a sky full of shockwaves that scattered in all directions.

The arena beneath their feet had completely shattered into countless floating ice fragments.

The people in the stands watched, dumbfounded.

They never expected... that Ye Chen could actually trade blows with Great Elder Gui Ziming!

That was the Great Elder of Guixu!

Without the presence of the ancestors, he was the toughest character in Guixu!

But how old was Ye Chen?

Twenty-five or twenty-six!

How could he actually shake such a figure???

Just as the entire crowd was lost in a daze, the two on the arena had already exchanged dozens of moves.

Each collision erupted with deafening roars, and the shockwaves sent the surrounding snow flying into the sky.

Great Elder Gui Ziming's offensive became increasingly fierce, alternating between fists and palms, every move lethal.

Ye Chen, however, remained standing in place, blocking left and right, his feet never moving an inch.

So much so that Great Elder Gui Ziming's brows furrowed tighter as the moves progressed.

He could feel that although Ye Chen was defending with all his might, he had never launched an active attack.

This kid... is testing my bottom line!

Great Elder Gui Ziming made a prompt decision, slamming his palms onto the ground, and a massive amount of True Qi poured into the underground along the ice layer.

The next second, the ice surface beneath Ye Chen's feet exploded without warning, and dozens of ice spikes stabbed out from below, aiming straight for his soles.

Ye Chen tapped his toes, his body rising several feet, avoiding those ice spikes.

But Great Elder Gui Ziming had already closed in the moment he was airborne, his right fist wrapped in True Qi as heavy as a mountain, slamming straight toward his chest.

This punch was poured with ninety percent of Great Elder Gui Ziming's power.

You want to test me, don't you?

Then I will let you have a good test!

In an instant, wherever his fist wind passed, even the air was compressed into visible distorted ripples.

Ye Chen was in mid-air, with no point of leverage, and it looked like he was unavoidable.