214: Chapter 214 The terrifying strength of the Lord of the Heavenly Fiend Abyss!

That was a middle-aged man, dressed in a dark red robe, with fine golden runes embroidered on the hem of the robe, fluttering slightly in the Void Realm, emitting a palpitating pressure.

His long hair draped over his shoulders, and his features were handsome to the point of being eerie. A pair of narrow eyes were dark red, like two pools of blood, so deep that one could not see the bottom.

His appearance was seventy percent similar to Ye Xuan, but that Aura was more than ten thousand times stronger than Ye Xuan's!

He just stood there, without any movement, without even releasing any Qi, yet the entire heaven and earth seemed to be trembling at his feet.

The Master of Tiansha Abyss — Ye Chen!

Peak Saint King Realm, a peerless expert only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm!

"A-Abyss Master..."

Li Tianxie lay paralyzed in the deep pit. The moment he saw that figure, wild joy at having survived a disaster burst forth in his eyes, and his voice was trembling.

He struggled to crawl up to pay his respects, but found that most of his bones were shattered, and he couldn't exert any strength at all, so he could only lie paralyzed in the rubble, trembling all over.

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint's hand stopped in mid-air, his five fingers formed into claws, less than three feet away from Li Tianxie's head.

But this claw of his could no longer reach down.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he couldn't.

An invisible force spread out from Ye Chen, locking his body tightly, making him unable to move even a single finger.

"T-Tiansha Abyss Master..."

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint's voice was trembling, cold sweat like rain on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping into the Void Realm, making a faint sound.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to escape, but found that his body simply wouldn't listen to him.

Ye Chen's pair of dark red, narrow eyes swept over him indifferently.

"A mere Yao Saint dares to touch someone from my Tiansha Abyss?"

Ye Chen spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet it exploded in heaven and earth like a thunderclap, shaking the space for a thousand miles around violently.

He raised his right hand, his slender fingers flicking lightly in the Void Realm.

The movement was casual, understated.

But it was this flick —

"Bang!"

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint was sent flying backwards as if hit by a star!

He did dozens of somersaults in the air, spraying blood wildly, dyeing half the sky red, and smashed heavily into a mountain Peak a hundred miles away!

"Boom —"

That thousand-foot-tall mountain Peak exploded, turning into rubble filling the sky, with dust and smoke everywhere!

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint rushed out from the ruins, covered in blood, his golden robe tattered, and his left arm twisted at a strange angle; clearly, the bones were already broken.

His face was pale as paper, and his golden eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

One blow!

Just one blow!

He, a dignified Late Stage Saint King Realm expert, one of the top beings of the Yao Race, couldn't even take a single move in front of Ye Chen!

"Is this the strength of the Tiansha Abyss Master?"

He had long known that the Tiansha Abyss Master was the strongest person in the world today, and his strength was considered top-tier among the Peak Saint King Realm, but he hadn't expected the Tiansha Abyss Master's strength to be this terrifying.

He, a dignified Late Stage Yao Saint, was not even a match for a single exchange with the Tiansha Abyss Master.

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint suddenly remembered the Saint Ancestor's words: the Tiansha Abyss Master was the expert closest to the Quasi-Emperor Realm in the current age.

Thinking of this, he dared not stay, turning into a stream of light and fleeing straight towards the South.

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint's panic-stricken figure turned into a golden stream of light on the horizon, his speed reaching the extreme, disappearing at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

In the Void Realm, only a few drops of golden blood were left slowly drifting down, each drop containing the essence of a Saint King Realm Great Yao, emitting a palpitating pressure.

"You run fast."

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, his dark red narrow eyes without a ripple, not even putting the Golden-Winged Yao Saint in his eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his dark red robe fluttering slightly in the Void Realm, his whole body surrounded by a faint blood mist, that Aura deep as an abyss, pressing the space for hundreds of miles around to tremble slightly.

In the distance, the Three Great Saints stood a hundred miles away, their faces pale as paper, their whole bodies trembling.

"One blow... just one blow..."

Saint Lieyi's voice was trembling, his eyes wide open, staring fixedly at that dark red figure in the Void Realm, his face full of disbelief.

The Golden-Winged Yao Saint, that was a peerless expert at the Late Stage Saint King Realm!

Placed in the entire Cangxuan Great World, he was one of the existences standing at the very Peak!

Yet in front of the Tiansha Abyss Master, he couldn't even take a single move!

What kind of strength is this?

Quasi-Emperor?!

Saint Xutian took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, his turbid old eyes full of gravity, "Rumor has it that the Tiansha Abyss Master is only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm. Seeing it today, it is indeed terrifying."

Saint Lingyuan did not speak, but in those cold, clear eyes, a trace of deep fear flashed.

Peak Saint King Realm, one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

This level of existence, in the entire Cangxuan Great World, can be counted on one hand.

And such a person is now standing in front of them, on the land of the Southern Region.

Ye Chen ignored the three trembling Saints in the distance, not even glancing at them.

In his eyes, the Saint Realm was just a slightly larger ant, not even qualified to make him glance sideways.

His gaze fell on the Sacred Tower towering into the clouds on the plain.

The tower was dark gold, its surface engraved with dense runes, shining with a dim light under the blood-colored sunlight.

Around the tower, a light golden light shield enveloped it, isolating the entire Sacred Tower from the outside world.

On the surface of the light shield, lightning faintly swam, emitting a palpitating pressure.

"Venerable Chiling's Sacred Tower..."

Ye Chen muttered to himself, a flash of brilliance in his dark red narrow eyes.

He raised his right hand, his slender fingers clenching lightly in the Void Realm.

The movement was casual, understated.

But it was this clench —

"Boom —"

The entire Sacred Tower suddenly trembled violently!

The runes on the tower flashed crazily, emitting dazzling golden light, as if fighting desperately!

That layer of light golden light shield trembled violently even more, and fine cracks appeared on the surface, spreading out like a spider web!

"Crack, crack, crack —"

The cracking sound became more and more dense, more and more loud.

In the distance, the Three Great Saints' expressions changed drastically.

"He wants to forcibly seize the Sacred Tower!"

Saint Xutian's voice was trembling.

This is Venerable Chiling's Sacred Tower!

A supreme treasure of the Quasi-Emperor level!

In the entire Cangxuan Great World, how many Quasi-Emperor Weapons can there be?

If it is taken away by Ye Chen, the strength of the Tiansha Abyss will skyrocket again!

But what can they do?

In front of the Tiansha Abyss, their Three Great Holy Lands are no different from ordinary Sects.

Just at this moment —

"Hum!"

The Sacred Tower suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light!

That golden light was as intense as the sun, illuminating the entire sky!

A terrifyingly extreme Aura emanated from the Sacred Tower, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, crushing towards all directions!

Ye Chen frowned, his hand movement pausing slightly.

At the top of the Sacred Tower, an illusory figure slowly emerged.

White-haired, with a refined face, wearing a worn, dark red Daoist robe.

His body was translucent, like a reflection in water, appearing somewhat illusory.

But even so, the Aura emanating from him still made people palpitate.

Quasi-Emperor!

Venerable Chiling!

"How many years has it been..."

Venerable Chiling's gaze fell on Ye Chen, a trace of surprise flashing in his turbid old eyes.

"I didn't expect that ten thousand years after my fall, there would still be someone in this world who could walk to this step."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a bit of emotion.

"Peak Saint King Realm, only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm... Junior, what is your name?"

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