Chapter 92: Destroying the Shadowless Gate

  Ye Chen's body was filled with surging blood and energy, like a raging river. His eyes shone with golden light as he coldly stared at the five elders of the Wuying Gate, without a single ripple of emotion.

  "Get moving!"

  One of the old men let out a low shout, and with a swift movement, he flew forward, slapping out several palms that stirred up violent gusts of wind, forming several large hand prints in the air. The force was immense and the power was profound, even if it were tempered steel, it would be able to leave several palm prints on it.

  He moved, and the other four also made their move at the same time. Two long swords danced in unison, their sword energy whistling and weaving into a web of sword energy that completely enveloped Ye Chen. The other two people's fists were like mountains, transforming into thousands of illusions, one punch blasting out, as if dozens of punches had been thrown in an instant, filling the sky with fist prints, making it hard for anyone to keep their eyes straight.

  This offensive was extremely fierce, with the combined forces of the five great ninth-level peak experts launching a joint attack. Each person used the ultimate technique of the Gate of No Shadow, and everywhere were fist prints, sword energy, and palm prints that could even deform steel!

  Ye Chen's mouth curled up in a cold smile, and just as the attack was about to hit him, he suddenly sprang into the air, his fist booming loudly.

  Bang!

  The attack from the sky was completely dissipated, and Ye Chen also escaped the attack range in an instant. At the same time, his fists moved rapidly, and the Overlord's angry roar shook the heavens and earth. Each punch not only had a fierce and unmatched fist mark but also brought up circles of intense air waves that blasted out.

  "You're courting death!"

  Ye Chen's voice was as cold as ice, and he punched out a series of punches in a row. Each punch contained power that was not something a mortal cultivator could withstand.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!!

  Five loud noises almost simultaneously sounded, like the sound of continuous blasting, the five great elders of Wuyin Gate were as if they had been struck by a mountain, their bodies like short strings of kites in the air drawing long arcs, spouting several mouthfuls of blood, and then crashing to the ground with a loud noise.

  "Hmph!!"

  The five elders spat out another mouthful of blood arrows after landing, their eyes wide with shock and trembling as they pointed at Ye Chen, "You... you..."

  The blood gushing from their mouths made it impossible for them to utter a complete sentence, the five people's eyes gradually lost focus, their bodies convulsed several times, their heads tilted to one side, and their lives were extinguished.

  Until the moment of their death, they did not understand why the young man in front of them was so powerful. His physical strength could only be described as abnormal, but they were already unable to know the answer.

  "You!" Hu Jia's eyes widened in rage, Ye Chen had killed his only son, and now even the five great elders were dead at his hands. For Wuyingmen, this was an unbearable loss. Even if they killed Ye Chen, Wuyingmen would still be unable to maintain its current status.

  "You insignificant creature, in our sect, you're better off dead than alive!"

  Hu Jia's eyes were bloodshot, like a mad beast, his black hair was all blown up, like needles standing upside down, and his whole body was shrouded in a thick aura of evil. At this time, he had already entered a state of madness.

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

  Sword shadows filled the sky, piercing through nothingness, extremely sharp. Hu Jia Wei grasped the No-Shadow Gate's treasured sword, the No-Shadow Sword, and with one slash, his sword shadow filled the sky, as if he himself had vanished. Within several meters around him, his figure appeared everywhere, each one holding a No-Shadow Sword, attacking Ye Chen.

  Ye Chen sneered, even the strongest cultivators who had entered the Netherworld Secret Realm for the first time could be easily killed by him, let alone this half-step into the Netherworld Secret Realm's Wuying Gate master, crushing him was as simple as crushing an ant.

  A sword shadow came, Ye Chen did not dodge or evade, using this to estimate how strong his defense was. The blood and energy in his body spread throughout every part of him, a faint orange-gold light flashing on the surface of his skin. With one hand, he drew a stroke, and an air-energy spear suddenly appeared, spinning at high speed, shooting towards Hu Jia Wei with a whooshing sound.

  "Clang Clang Clang!!"

  Sword shadows filled the sky, each one slashing down on Ye Chen's body. His white shirt was instantly torn apart, but his flesh remained intact and unharmed, with only fine, almost imperceptible red lines appearing on his skin.

  That clanging sound of gold and iron made Hu Jia Wei's face change color, and he suddenly woke up from his madness, looking at Ye Chen, his eyes were filled with fear and incredulity. How could it be possible for a human body to be so strong? It was really unthinkable. Even if it was a top-notch expert who had experienced the turbulent waters of the Life and Death Spring, it was impossible to have such an abnormal physical body.

  Just as he was shocked and fearful, a vigorous long spear pierced the void, piercing through with a sharp breaking sound. In an instant, Hu Jia felt himself completely shrouded in death under that vigorous long spear. He found that he could not avoid it at all, the speed was too fast, and it had already killed him before he could even blink his eyes.

  "Gasp!"

  A transparent air gun pierced through Hu Jia's chest, bringing up a string of fresh blood. The huge force lifted his body and flew it over ten meters to crash into the signboard of the Wuying Hall.

  Bang!

  Hujia Wei's body thudded to the ground, and the signboard also fell with a loud crash, splitting into four or five pieces.

  Ye Chen walked over with big strides, his eyes slightly lowered as he gazed at him, and said indifferently: "You reap what you sow, today is to give justice back to those innocent civilians who were killed by you."

  "Ah...cough...cough..." Hu JiaWei coughed up a large amount of blood, one hand covering his chest, but unable to stop the surging fresh blood. His face was extremely ferocious, those eyes more venomous than a poisonous snake. "I'll haunt you even after I'm dead, hahaha, hahaha, you little beast! After I die, I'll curse you for ten thousand years, your whole family will not have a good death, hahahahaha!!"

  Hu Jia burst into mad laughter, his life force extinguished in the midst of his wild guffaws, his eyes wide open with a ferocious and terrifying expression.

  In this large courtyard, there were also disciples of the Shadowless Gate and hundreds of guards. At this moment, they were all trembling with fear, standing far away and not daring to come forward. In their lives, they had never seen such a terrifyingly powerful person, who single-handedly charged into the Shadowless Gate and killed their elder and master with his own strength. To these people, Ye Chen was like a god of death who locked the gate.

  "You!"

  Ye Chen turned around, his gaze sweeping over the disciples and guards of Wuying Gate. Those disciples and guards trembled with fear, almost scared out of their wits. Most of them dropped their weapons with a clang and knelt down on one knee, begging repeatedly, "Spare our lives, spare our lives! We're just low-ranking disciples and guards, please don't kill us..."

  Ye Chen glanced at these people lightly, didn't say much, patted his collar, and turned to leave. The guards and disciples didn't dare to breathe out loud until Ye Chen's figure had completely disappeared, then those disciples and guards sat down on the ground with a thud, their whole bodies drenched in cold sweat.

  Ye Chen left the Shadowless Gate and had only walked a few miles when he saw a group of people rushing towards the Shadowless Gate with great urgency. Ye Chen furrowed his brow, because he saw that some of them were wearing armor, clearly they were from the City Lord's Manor.

  Ye Chen stopped in his tracks, quietly watching as a group of people from the City Lord's Manor approached. He thought they were coming to help the Shadowless Gate deal with him, so the killing intent in his heart also rose.

  The castle owner, Fei Yun, saw a white-clothed young man standing in front of him and didn't take it to heart. At this moment, his mind was on Ye Chen's safety, all his thoughts were placed on the Wuying Gate, fearing that any mistake would implicate his own Jiuzu.

  "The castle... master..." A voice trembled behind Fei Yun, his legs seemed to have taken root, unable to move an inch. He stopped and pointed at the white-clothed youth in front of him, saying: "Ye Chen, that is Ye Chen of the Ye family!"

  "What!" Yun Fei was shocked, and followed the direction of his hand to look, wasn't it the white-clothed youth in front? Instantly, his eyes narrowed, earlier because he didn't pay attention so he didn't feel anything, but now that he took a closer look, he suddenly felt the icy killing intent emanating from Ye Chen's entire body, like a cold wind piercing to the bone, making one's whole body chilled.

  "Ying City Lord?" Hearing the title of the general who was scared away by himself in the wine tower, Ye Chen coldly looked at Fei Yun and his group, saying: "Are you prepared to help Wuying Gate deal with me? Unfortunately, you're too late, from today on, Wuying Gate will cease to exist!"

  Fei Yun's eyes suddenly contracted, his face filled with shock, and the generals and two half-step Nascent Soul realm experts behind him also had faces full of surprise. "What do you mean by 'no longer exists'?" Could it be that Ye Chen alone destroyed Wuying Gate? Although they had all heard about Ye Chen's strength, at this moment they still couldn't help but feel shocked.

  The white-clad youth before them looked no more than fifteen years old, with a handsome face that seemed harmless to humans and animals. However, he was the Shura Ye Chen of Lincheng, who had killed over a thousand people and was known for his ruthless methods. This made Fei Yun and the others unable to believe it.

  Fei Yun regained his composure, took big strides forward, with a smile all over his face and a very respectful tone, said: "Fei Yun, the lord of Ying City, has seen Ye Shao. Fortunately, Ye Shao is safe and sound, otherwise we would be guilty of dereliction of duty."

  Ye Chen furrowed his brow and quietly watched Fei Yun and his group, unsure of what they were up to.

  "Fei Yun City Master, I am just a humble commoner, why must you be so unreasonable?" Ye Chen said calmly, his sharp eyes piercing through Fei Yun.

  Those eyes were like two sharp knives, causing Fei Yun's body to shudder. One glance, just one glance, had put so much psychological pressure on him. He was a half-step Nascent Soul realm expert, yet Ye Chen's strength far surpassed his own.

  "No, we have no other intention, it's just that we are really concerned about Young Master Ye's safety." Fei Yun explained, looking at Ye Chen's puzzled eyes. As if thinking of something, he reached into his pocket and handed over the royal decree, "Young Master Ye, take a look at this and you'll understand."

  Ye Chen took it over, furrowed his brow and said in surprise: "Wang Ling?"

  King Wang's words unfolded, and Ye Chen's eyebrows furrowed even more, but gradually relaxed again. He thought of a sentence Yu Linglong said that night: Now that the King of Chu has made the Ye family the overlord of Lincheng and granted Ye Xiao Tian the title of marquis, just as Yu Linglong said, there is indeed no one in Chu who can threaten the Ye family.

  Ye Chen didn't know how Yuling did it, and this wasn't something he needed to think about. As a disciple of Ling Island, perhaps all it took was just one sentence.