Chapter 550: Ancestral Talisman

“You!”

In the Vermilion Bird Tribe, Liu Yifeng looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the young man before him!

The Protectors of their Profound Wind Pavilion, their greatest pride, were all Cultivators at the Primordial Mansion Realm or higher, yet they couldn’t even withstand a single punch from this young man!

Watching Ye Chen effortlessly suppress the two Primordial Mansion Realm Protectors, everyone was momentarily stunned into silence.

Even though they knew Ye Chen’s combat prowess had likely reached a level beyond their imagination, seeing it with their own eyes was still a profound shock.

This was especially true for Lin Ruowei.

She had invited Liu Yifeng over for the express purpose of dealing with Ye Chen.

Now that it seemed even Liu Yifeng was powerless against Ye Chen, her heart sank.

“How about it?”

“Do you have any other trump cards?”

Ye Chen watched Liu Yifeng nonchalantly.

Under Ye Chen’s indifferent gaze, Liu Yifeng felt a chill run down his spine.

His body trembled as he gritted his teeth and said, “I guess I’ve kicked an iron plate today!”

“But don’t think you have me beat just yet!”

With that, he shouted in a deep voice, “I beseech the will of the Ancestral Master to lend me strength!”

Liu Yifeng then produced a talisman, upon which intricate, densely packed patterns were carved.

As Liu Yifeng channeled his Spiritual Power, the patterns on the talisman lit up with a faint, fluorescent glow. A heaven-shaking aura instantly spread out, surging like a tidal wave.

Everyone felt their very souls tremble.

The pressure was terrifying, far stronger than even the Primordial Mansion Realm Protectors!

“This is a talisman left to me by my Ancestral Master, who was at the Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm!”

“With this talisman, I can temporarily wield the power of my Ancestral Master’s Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm!”

“Let’s see how you’ll deal with me now!”

Liu Yifeng stared daggers at Ye Chen.

Empowered by the talisman, his entire body was shrouded in a faint, rosy light. He looked like a deity bathed in magnificent light and shadow, his aura majestic and vast.

Upon seeing this, the faces of the Protectors who had been knocked down by Ye Chen lit up with joy.

‘With the help of the Ancestral Master’s talisman, the Young Master can briefly wield the power of the Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm.’

‘That should be more than enough to deal with this young man, right?’

However, Ye Chen couldn’t even be bothered to say a word, responding to Liu Yifeng directly with his actions.

With a single step, Ye Chen appeared in front of Liu Yifeng in the next instant.

A faint purple light coiled around Ye Chen’s arm. Vaguely, one could almost see it covered in dense dragon scales as an indescribably domineering aura suddenly erupted!

“What?”

Liu Yifeng was stunned. He never would have imagined that even after he produced the Ancestral Master’s talisman, this young man would still act so fearlessly, charging straight at him for a head-on clash.

“Since you’re seeking your own death, I’ll grant you your wish!”

He clenched his jaw and mobilized the power granted by the Ancestral Master’s talisman.

Although it was still a struggle, and he couldn’t move with the same ease and freedom as a true Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator, it was more than enough to deal with any Cultivator below the Divinity Transformation Realm!

‘Unless… his opponent’s strength is already above Divinity Transformation!’

BOOM!

Liu Yifeng threw a punch, which collided heavily with Ye Chen’s fist.

A muffled bang resounded between heaven and earth. The crowd only saw an invisible shockwave spread out, sweeping in all directions.

The next moment, Liu Yifeng let out a blood-curdling scream.

Under the stunned gazes of the onlookers, Liu Yifeng clutched his arm and staggered backward, his face twisted in agony.

In that head-on clash, his arm had been broken on the spot!

“You… How are you so strong?” Liu Yifeng’s face was deathly pale as he asked hoarsely.

“It’s clear you have no strength left to fight.”

“That power doesn’t belong to you, after all. If you fail to control it and suffer a backlash, the consequences will only be more severe.”

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Liu Yifeng with an indifferent expression. “Well? Do you want to continue?”

Liu Yifeng fell silent.

Anyone could see that he was now at a complete disadvantage, no match at all for the young man before him.

‘Even the power of the Ancestral Master’s talisman can’t handle him. I’m afraid that even if I called my father here, it wouldn’t change the outcome!’

Liu Yifeng clenched his fists, flames of fury surging in his eyes.

He refused to accept it!

‘I, the dignified Young Master of the Profound Wind Pavilion, have actually capsized in the territory of such a third-rate power!’

“Sir, I…”

Liu Yifeng seemed to have made a momentous decision. He finally turned his gaze to the white-haired old man beside him and began to speak with difficulty.

‘Yes, he hadn’t reached a dead end yet!’

‘Even if he couldn’t deal with this young man, could it be that the old man beside him couldn’t either?’

‘After all, this old man’s status was absolutely superior to anyone else present. He was a bona fide Divinity Transformation Realm Great Power!’

‘As long as the old man helped, he could definitely take this guy down with ease!’

Before Liu Yifeng could finish his sentence, the old man at his side was already smiling. “Is the Young Master asking this old man to make a move?”

“That’s right!”

Liu Yifeng nodded and gritted his teeth. “As long as you are willing to help, Sir, I will be sure to reward you handsomely when I return to the Profound Wind Pavilion!”

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the Vermilion Bird Tribe changed.

They had thought that Liu Yifeng, who had even used his Ancestral Master’s talisman, must have been at his wit’s end. They never expected that he was accompanied by someone with an even more formidable background.

Someone that even Liu Yifeng, the Young Master of the Profound Wind Pavilion, had to treat with the utmost respect!

Seeing this, the old Priest’s expression also grew worried.

Provoking the Profound Wind Pavilion was already a great disaster for the Vermilion Bird Tribe.

Of course, with Ye Chen here now, they didn’t need to fear the Profound Wind Pavilion.

‘But if we provoke another power even stronger than the Profound Wind Pavilion, I’m afraid even Ye Chen might not be able to handle it.’

“Heh heh…”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the old man did not agree to Liu Yifeng’s request.

He simply chuckled and said, “Young Master Liu, this old man has a piece of advice. I wonder if you would be willing to hear it?”

“Please, Sir, speak!” Liu Yifeng was taken aback and quickly replied.

“If your Profound Wind Pavilion does not wish to suffer a calamitous disaster, I would advise you to hurry over and apologize to Young Master Ye Chen.”

“Otherwise, not even this old man will be able to protect you,” the old man said faintly.

“What did you say?”

The old man’s words took everyone present completely by surprise.

“Ye Chen… This old gentleman knows the Young Master?” Xiaohe asked, her face full of surprise.

The expressions of the others flickered with a mixture of shock and uncertainty.

“Apologize… to him?” Liu Yifeng was also stunned. He never imagined that the great man at his side would say such a thing.

“Young Master Ye Chen, I wonder if my actions have been to your satisfaction?” the old man suddenly asked, looking at Ye Chen with a cheerful laugh.

Amidst the dead silence, Ye Chen nodded with a smile. “Of course, Elder Huo.”