Chapter 1165 - 1164: Solo Battle Against the Su Family's Three Saints

"So it's finally come to blows!"

As the aura in the main hall surged, Su Yeran couldn't help but sigh deeply.

In the void.

There were also dozens of phantoms revealed, silently watching this scene.

Clearly.

They were all Celestial Immortals of the Su Race.

Before Ye Qingchen arrived, they had already moved all clan members and valuable treasures to safe places. Only then did they return, albeit late!

"From ancient times till now, I've never seen such an arrogant individual who dares to brazenly enter my Su Race!" A Celestial Immortal sneered.

"No matter how unruly he is, just one Supreme Elder is enough to make him bow his head! Let alone with three Supreme Elders gathered!" Su Shu'Er mocked with a face full of derision. "That Ye the Demon is certainly doomed!"

"Sigh, I warned him, but he wouldn't listen!" Su Yeran also shook his head slowly.

The power of the three Supreme Elders was as evident as ever to these people.

Whether it was Su Tianhai fishing by Extreme Cold Ice Lake for a thousand years, or Su Nanxuan subduing the mystic serpent in Fallen Dragon Abyss, or Su Qinhu sitting like the Stabilizing Needle in the clan.

Each one, a formidable presence of their era, was once a dominator of the world, an independent entity.

Ye Qingchen is certainly powerful.

But these three are even more formidable.

The three brothers combined could kill any being. That's why neither Su Shu'Er nor others in the Su Race had much faith in Ye the Demon. The force of Su Family's Three Saints was too profound, being named veterans.

Ye Qingchen might be robust, but having risen only in the last two years, how could he be a match against these three?

"However, the Supreme Elder should spare him for his identity as an Alchemy Master to serve the Patriarch. Though they would certainly plant the Unity Gu on him! He may lose some freedom, but he could barely keep his life!"

Su Yeran thought secretly.

Meanwhile, Su Shu'Er was more than just delighted: "The three Supreme Elders are simply unbeatable; dealing with one Ye Qingchen is a piece of cake. I haven't even heard any fighting sounds, perhaps Ye Qingchen has already been captured by now!"

Just as Su Shu'Er laughed heartily, just as Su Yeran wore a satisfied smile, just as countless Celestial Immortals nodded, assuming victory was assured.

Suddenly, a deafening boom rang out.

"Boom!"

The main hall exploded overwhelmingly.

Three figures were seen flying backwards violently.

One enormous figure rolled out diagonally, sweeping over, pulverizing mountain peaks into explosive reverberations, resembling a mini-earthquake.

The second figure too rolled out messily, leaving patches of massive frost wherever it crossed.

The third figure crashed through dozens of buildings, flying relentlessly, dragging a long dust wave, only stopping upon hitting a mountain.

The gigantic palace appeared as if ravaged by a storm, covered in cracks. As the wind blew through, it collapsed dramatically, becoming a vast ruin!

"This..."

Everyone in the field was shell-shocked at this sight.

Especially Su Yeran and Su Shu'Er, whose eyes were wide with astonishment.

In the rolling dusty ruins, a green figure emerged, hands behind, grinning slowly as everyone's jaws dropped:

"The Su Family's Three Saints, is this all you have?"

"What a disappointment!"

In the secret realm, everyone was dumbfounded.

Originally.

They thought, with three Supreme Elders taking action, capturing Ye Qingchen would be a breeze. They even expected it to take a blink, but ended up being directly driven out by Ye Qingchen from the main hall?

"Impossible?"

Su Shu'Er's eyes nearly popped out.

"Trouble..."

Su Yeran's expression changed drastically, shivering involuntarily in fear.

"Is this the real strength of the Celestial South Fierce God?"

Even the Celestial Immortals watching from afar looked exceedingly solemn. If even three Supreme Elders couldn't stop Ye Qingchen, bringing Ye Qingchen into the Sacred Land was akin to letting a wolf in!

"Such little strength, and want to capture me?" Ye Qingchen stood with his hands behind, his gaze coldly sweeping the void. "I'll give you one more chance, stop now while you can!"

"Roar!"

With that said, a mighty roar sounded.

It was seen.

Su Nanxuan stamped his foot, and the colossal mystic serpent broke through the ruins, standing upright with a heaven-shaking roar. This fierce sound wasn't serpent-like, but rather like some ferocious beast. The dark-gold pupils were filled with rage.

An overwhelming demonic aura surged like tides, steadily rising.

Above the mystic serpent's head, Su Nanxuan roared fiercely:

"Ye Qingchen, once I capture you, I will first suppress you beneath the Sacred Land for three hundred years, letting your soul suffer the scorching burns!"

"He should be frozen to the core of his heart and marrow!"

Su Tianhai stepped forward, an overwhelming coldness swept, turning the once spring-like secret realm into the extreme depths of the Extreme North, not only icy but snow began falling heavily.

And Su Qinhu further lifted his head:

"Ye Qingchen, we've only just started!"

"Clang!"

In the sound of clanging blades, a black glow struck down like crazed thunder in front of Su Qinhu. As the dust cleared, it was a seven-foot battle knife, its blade long and narrow like tiger's teeth.

As he lifted his hand to grip it.

"Boom!"

Su Qinhu's silver hair danced without wind, his aura flourished as if the blade edge was unsheathed, revealing unmatched sharpness.

Rumble!

The three burst out their aura simultaneously, instantly reaching the peak, making the entire Sacred Land tremble as if earthquaked. This was the secret realm unable to withstand their aura!

And in people's eyes, the figures of the three rapidly enlarged, seemingly ready to spread across this world!

"Continuing?"

Ye Qingchen frowned slightly.

He could perceive these three had exerted all their power, showing no sign of stopping. Realizing this, Ye Qingchen's gaze gradually turned cold: "If so, I have no choice but to suppress you!"

With that.

Ye Qingchen lifted his hands, lightly grasped the void, aura flaring abruptly like volcanic eruption, like angry tides, like Star River flooding, rapidly reaching the zenith.

"Crack!"

At this moment.

A thunderous lightning tore across the void, creating a network of brilliant webs.

As the lightning faded, the Su Family's Three Saints had already made their move.

It was seen that the overwhelming offensive surged from all around towards Ye Qingchen, filled with endless bizarre techniques, martial skills, cultivation techniques, charging head-on.

Faced with the Su Sacred Land's three strongest members, Ye Qingchen wasn't afraid, but instead laughed heartily:

"Well brought!"

He defiantly stepped forward, battle intent soaring to the heavens, seemingly eternal and unending!

Ye Qingchen was to battle three!

Single combat against the Su Family's Three Saints!