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43: Chapter 43 Another Plunder, Ye Chen Collapses!

He walked toward the ancient divine source step by step.

Every step he took was incredibly firm.

The two Dao Protectors followed closely behind him, their faces also showing looks of excitement.

They had followed Ye Chen through life and death, suffering all sorts of hardships along the way.

Now, they finally saw the reward.

As long as Ye Chen obtained the ancient divine source, their status would also rise accordingly.

Ye Chen reached the edge of the ocean of Spiritual Liquid.

He crouched down, cupped a handful of Spiritual Liquid, and brought it to his mouth.

The sweet taste slid down his throat and into his stomach, turning into a warm current.

In an instant, it repaired most of the internal hidden injuries in his body.

“Good stuff, truly good stuff.”

Ye Chen's eyes shone; he wished he could pack up the entire ocean of Spiritual Liquid and take it with him.

But he knew that no matter how precious the Spiritual Liquid was, it couldn't compare to that piece of ancient divine source.

He stood up, his gaze burning as he looked at the multicolored crystal suspended in mid-air.

Then, he stepped into the ocean of Spiritual Liquid.

The Spiritual Liquid submerged his knees, waist, and chest.

Step by step, he walked toward the divine source.

The closer he got, the more concentrated that life essence became.

He could even clearly feel his incomplete Ancient Desolate Holy Body.

Under the nourishment of this essence, it was frantically self-repairing.

“Almost there, almost there!”

Ye Chen's breathing became heavier and heavier.

He reached out his hand, his fingertips only three feet away from the divine source.

Two feet.

One foot.

His fingertips had already touched the warm light membrane on the surface of the divine source.

A wave of warmth spread from his fingertips through his entire body.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth split into a wide grin reaching his ears.

Now was the time.

He was going to take this piece of ancient divine source completely for himself!

However.

Just as he was fully activating his source power, preparing to seize the divine source.

A voice suddenly rang out behind him.

The voice wasn't loud.

One could even say it was very light.

But when it reached Ye Chen's ears, it was no different from a bolt from the blue.

“How impressive! Ye Chen!”

Ye Chen's movements froze.

His fingertips were still pressed against the divine source, but he could no longer push down.

His entire person was like someone who had their pressure points struck, motionless.

That voice.

That voice he dreamed of strangling to death.

He would never mistake it.

Ye Chen slowly turned his head.

His gaze passed through the ocean of Spiritual Liquid and looked toward the entrance of the cavern.

A figure in white was standing with hands behind his back at the edge of the cavern.

Behind him followed two young women and a fat man who was munching on a spiritual fruit.

The newcomer looked leisurely, with a faint, half-smile on his face.

He just stood there so lightly.

But Ye Chen felt as if he wasn't facing a single person.

But rather an insurmountable mountain.

Lin Yi.

It was Lin Yi again.

How was it possible?

How could he appear here?

There were so many Killing Formations, Vicious Beasts, and ominous Qi along the way.

How did he get through?

Ye Chen's mind went blank; he didn't understand what was going on.

It took him three days and three nights.

He had exhausted forty percent of his essence blood and nearly lost his life on the way just to reach this place.

But what about Lin Yi?

Not even a speck of dust was on his robes.

It was as if he had just strolled over from his own backyard.

No, the two women behind him even had smiles on their faces.

That fat man was even more outrageous, still holding an unfinished spiritual fruit in his hand!

“No! Impossible!”

Ye Chen's voice was squeezed out of his throat, hoarse and distorted.

“How can you be here!”

Lin Yi tilted his head and said with an innocent look.

“I just took a stroll and ended up here.”

Took a stroll and ended up here!

Seven words.

These seven light words were like seven knives, accurately stabbing into Ye Chen's heart.

The path he had risked his life to finish.

Lin Yi said he just strolled over!

“Ye Chen, what a coincidence, we meet again!”

Lin Yi's gaze moved past Ye Chen and landed on the ancient divine source suspended in mid-air.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

“Thank you for finding such a good thing for me.”

This sentence completely ignited Ye Chen's last bit of sanity.

“Found it for you?”

Ye Chen's voice suddenly rose, sounding like a madman.

“Lin Yi! In your dreams!”

“This ancient divine source is mine!”

“No one can even think of snatching it from my hands!”

He turned abruptly, no longer paying attention to Lin Yi, and frantically activated all the source power in his body.

Attempting to forcibly collect the ancient divine source.

However.

Just as he was exerting his full power.

A hand lightly rested on his shoulder.

That hand didn't use much force.

But Ye Chen felt as if an eternal divine mountain was pressing down on him.

The source power in his body instantly stagnated.

He couldn't even mobilize a single shred of it.

The two Dao Protectors were also suppressed by a Saint King's pressure, looking completely bewildered.

“Don't be in such a hurry.”

Lin Yi's voice rang in his ear, calm and casual.

“You've worked so hard to travel such a long distance, take a rest first.”

Ye Chen turned his head sharply and met Lin Yi's deep eyes.

There was no anger or killing intent in those eyes.

Only something that made his whole body go cold.

Pity!

Like looking at a rat trapped in a cage.

“You...”

Ye Chen's lips trembled, and for a long time, he could only squeeze out one word.

Lin Yi lightly patted his shoulder and then withdrew his hand.

He walked around Ye Chen toward the ancient divine source.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, like a stroll in a courtyard.

“Don't!”

Ye Chen wanted to stop him, wanted to attack, wanted to fight for his life.

But his body was firmly pinned in place by an invisible force.

He could only watch Lin Yi's back helplessly.

Walking step by step toward that piece of ancient divine source.

Walking step by step toward everything that should have belonged to him.

Xu Chen stood on the shore, forgetting even to chew the spiritual fruit in his mouth.

He looked at Ye Chen's miserable, half-dead appearance.

Then he looked at Lin Yi's relaxed and carefree manner.

He couldn't help but whisper a sentence.

“Is this the gap between them?”

Su Yuxi was also watching this scene.

She could feel the despair emanating from Ye Chen.

As the Reborn Empress, she had seen too many geniuses fall.

But someone like Ye Chen, who was being calculated and crushed step by step.

Having all hope taken away bit by bit.

It was truly the first time she had seen it.

She glanced at Lin Yi's back.

This man's methods were even more terrifying than she had imagined.

Yet, within this terror, there was an indescribable composure and certainty.

It made one unable to resist wanting to get closer.

To want to understand him.

To want to know just how many more trump cards he was hiding.

Su Yuxi bit her lip slightly and suppressed this thought.

Chu Wanqing, on the other hand, looked at Lin Yi with a face full of admiration.

She didn't quite understand things like Source Heaven Masters or treasure-hunting rats.

She only knew one thing.

Brother Lin Yi was amazing.

Up ahead.

Lin Yi had already reached the ancient divine source.

He reached out and lightly touched the surface of the divine source.

The warm light membrane rippled under his fingertips.

Majestic life essence surged into his body, making him feel comfortable all over.

“Not bad.”

Lin Yi nodded with satisfaction.

“The quality is even better than I imagined!”

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