Chapter 464: A Mighty Battle Against a Group of Enemies

Ye Chen's eyes were icy as he fearlessly charged forward, engaging Song Taigu in a fierce struggle.

After all, with his current combat prowess, even Pure Buddha at the Peak of the Divine Might Realm was no match for him, to say nothing of cultivators like Song Taigu.

Only Teng Youxuan, at the Half-Step Void Realm, could barely contend with Ye Chen.

"SWISH!"

"SWISH!"

"SWISH!"

"…"

Countless streaks of Sword Qi splattered through the air like raindrops, and Song Taigu's robes were torn in innumerable places.

He struggled to resist but still couldn't fend off the attack, sent flying backward and spitting blood from the barrage of Sword Qi.

'This guy... Why is he so powerful?!'

Song Taigu was in agony, his aged face contorted in pain.

Only by facing Ye Chen head-on could one truly grasp the terror this young man exuded.

The dreadful pressure was simply beyond words.

"Is that all you've got?"

Ye Chen spoke nonchalantly as the Cangming Sword in his hand once again unleashed tidal waves of light, aiming to finish Song Taigu off for good.

Xu Ji and the other experts swiftly moved to intercept, mustering their power to block Ye Chen's offensive.

But despite their numbers, they were still sent reeling, their qi and blood churning so violently they were on the verge of spitting blood.

This scene left all the surrounding cultivators utterly astonished.

Ye Chen, a mere youth at the Fourth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm, was fighting so many powerful late-stage Divine Might Realm experts by himself... and he even seemed to have the upper hand?!

It was so utterly inconceivable. How was anyone supposed to believe it?

"I refuse to accept this!"

Lin Wanjie's expression turned vicious. Countless beastly phantoms appeared behind him. With a wave of his hand, a phantom tiger strode forward and lunged at Ye Chen, jaws agape.

But that wasn't all. A phantom Vermilion Bird materialized above his head. It flapped its wings, whipping up endless waves of fire. With a sharp cry, the Vermilion Bird became a ball of flame and dove toward Ye Chen.

Meanwhile, Teng Youxuan swung his massive hammer again. Obscure, dark runes spread across its surface, glowing with a blinding light. Each swing unleashed a powerful, surging force of destruction.

The other cultivators dared not hesitate and also attacked. Countless torrents of Spiritual Power streaked across the sky, radiating intense killing intent.

Even an expert at the Peak of the Divine Might Realm would fall, unable to withstand such a pincer attack.

Yet Ye Chen stood with imposing might, utterly fearless.

His body radiated a brilliant purple light as he wielded the Cangming Sword, wreaking havoc in every direction. Streaks of Sword Qi swept across the battlefield like bolts of white silk. With every slash, an expert was inevitably sent flying backward, spitting blood and gravely wounded.

In Ye Chen's eyes, these ordinary Divine Might Realm experts couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Even an expert like Teng Youxuan only warranted a sliver of his attention.

"SWISH!"

Ye Chen's sword shattered the Vermilion Bird phantom into a shower of light. The tiger phantom had just lunged forward when the True Dragon Qi blasted it apart.

Under the influence of the True Dragon Treasure Skill, these beast phantoms had little to no effect on Ye Chen.

"Let's start with you!"

Ye Chen broke through the encirclement and appeared before Lin Wanjie.

"What?"

Lin Wanjie's face fell, and he felt an immense pressure bear down on him.

He frantically circulated his cultivation. The phantoms of a hundred beasts shimmered behind him, each one seemingly taking physical form as they launched a fatal assault on Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen simply threw an unadorned punch. With the force of a thunderclap, a vast dragon's roar echoed across the heavens, completely suppressing the hundred beast phantoms.

'How is that possible?!'

Lin Wanjie never imagined that his transformation technique would be so fragile under the suppression of the True Dragon Treasure Skill. It was like paper, shattering to pieces in an instant.

The members of the Lin family watching from afar turned pale, their hearts burning with anxiety, terrified their Patriarch would fall to Ye Chen's assault.

"Fellow cultivators, save me!"

Lin Wanjie roared, a sudden wave of regret washing over him.

'Ye Chen's combat prowess is terrifying. I'm just a Seventh Layer Divine Might Realm cultivator, so why did I have to get involved in this mess?'

Of the major families, only the Song family was currently able to move against Ye Chen. In terms of top-tier fighters, it seemed none could stand against him.

But who could have predicted that the Yun family and Xiao Yunpo would side with Ye Chen? That had caught everyone by surprise.

"Quick!"

"Attack with me!"

Teng Youxuan also realized how difficult Ye Chen was. He gritted his teeth, swinging his Mountain-Opening Hammer with enough force to seemingly collapse the mountains and rivers below. It glowed with immense light as he tried to force Ye Chen back.

The other experts also launched their attacks.

However, Ye Chen's Sword Qi was far too sharp.

"SWISH!"

Lin Wanjie's head was severed from his body, blood spraying like a fountain!

The attacks from Teng Youxuan and the others were blocked by the Chaos-Suppressing Hell Cauldron. An endless flow of Chaotic Qi neutralized all their attacks.

"No, no, no!"

"I don't want to die!"

Lin Wanjie's Divine Soul fled from his corpse, desperately trying to get away from Ye Chen.

But just then, an immense suction force emanated from Ye Chen's hand. Lin Wanjie lost all control of his Divine Soul, only able to watch helplessly as he was pulled rapidly toward Ye Chen.

Ultimately, Lin Wanjie's Divine Soul was absorbed by the Soul-Catching Lamp.

In Ling Province, the Lin family could be considered a dominant power.

Yet today, the Patriarch of the Lin family had fallen, his body and spirit extinguished.

"Patriarch!!!"

The experts of the Lin family wailed and cried out to the heavens as a pall of sorrow spread through their ranks.

"Now it's your turn."

After slaying Lin Wanjie, Ye Chen's icy gaze swept over the remaining experts. Without a moment's hesitation, he attacked again.

"The absolute arrogance! He's looking right through us!"

Song Taigu bellowed, charging at Ye Chen alongside the other experts.

But in the next instant, a streak of Sword Qi shot past him. Unable to dodge in time, one of his arms was severed. The intense pain and terror made his very spirit tremble, and he scrambled to retreat.

His gaze toward Ye Chen was now filled with utter horror.

He hadn't even seen where that streak of Sword Qi had come from.

So many experts had joined forces to attack Ye Chen, yet not only was he unharmed, he even had the leeway to gravely injure and even kill them.

It was simply unimaginable. Just how powerful could this young man, not yet twenty years old, possibly be?

The powerful shockwaves shot toward the heavens. The massive brawl on the martial arts field had alarmed nearly all of Dongxuan City.

The sky above all of Dongxuan City was a scene of utter devastation.

However, the Peach Blossom Banquet had already drawn most of the city's cultivators to it, leaving the rest of the city empty. The few weak cultivators and mortals who remained, hiding in their manors, were too terrified by the commotion on the martial arts field to even move.