Chapter 8: Annihilated with One Palm! How could ants understand the might of a Dou Zong?
"Master, let's get out of here before we're caught in the crossfire."
Nalan Yanran reminded from the side.
She knew all about the covert struggle between her Master and Grand Elder Yun Ling.
Every neutral power and onlooker had already withdrawn, afraid of being dragged in.
This was no laughing matter.
Yun Yun pondered for a moment, then spoke.
"You go first, Yanran."
Before Nalan Yanran could reply, she turned and flew toward the center of the arena.
"Master! What are you doing?"
"My friends, I, Yun Yun, am protecting the people of Ye Emperor Hall today!"
"Please do me this small favor—what say you?"
Just as the crowd was about to strike, a woman soared in.
Three thousand strands of black silk fluttered in the wind; snow-white robes outshone the frost. Descending from the sky, she looked like an immortal.
So beautiful!"
"It's Sect Master Yun Yun!"
"Hmph!"
"Useless lot! It seems this old man must act personally!"
Grand Elder Yun Ling, who had been hiding behind the scenes waiting to reap the spoils, could sit still no longer when he saw them hesitate.
"Hmph, they fear you, Yun Yun, but this old man does not."
"I am the Grand Elder of Cloud Mist Sect!"
"Before the previous Sect Master entered seclusion, he left word that if Sect Master Yun Yun ever oversteps, I am to assume her position!"
"Now, follow me and attack—I, Yun Ling, guarantee your safety!"
A joke—if he could seize the Legacy of Ye Emperor Hall, perhaps he too could charge into the Dou Huang Realm!
With that, Grand Elder Yun Ling smiled sinisterly.
Then he likewise shot skyward, the full power of a high-tier Dou Wang bursting forth.
"Yun Ling!"
"Do you intend to rebel against your superior?"
Yun Yun couldn't help frowning at Yun Ling's conduct.
At the same time, from another viewing platform, a voice—soft yet striking straight into every person's Sea of Consciousness—rang out!
"Heh."
"What fine spirits everyone's in!"
"Since this Sect is bored today, I'll gladly play with you all."
At this moment Ye Changge and three others strolled unhurriedly to the center.
"Master!"
When Shi Hao saw Ye Changge arrive, it was as though his backbone had appeared.
With such a powerful Sect behind me, what is there to fear?
"Master, I've brought trouble to the Sect."
The whole situation had started because of him; without him, none of this would have happened.
"No matter, a trifling affair."
"Thank you, Sect Master Yun Yun, for your kindness; Ye appreciates it."
Ye Changge waved Shi Hao aside, turned, and addressed Yun Yun.
Though he didn't know why Yun Yun was helping Ye Emperor Hall, she had stepped forward at the critical moment; courtesy was due.
A timely gift of charcoal far outweighs mere decorative flowers.
The gathered powers, seeing Ye Changge's calm demeanor, couldn't fathom what card he still held.
"Could Ye Emperor Hall still have a hidden ace?"
That was the thought in Yun Yun's mind and everyone else's.
"Hmph, putting on airs!"
"Grab this boy and I don't believe you'll keep your hands tied!"
In Yun Ling's eyes, this youngster named Shi Hao must be Ye Emperor Hall's top Disciple; that expert would never let him die. With that, he attacked first, a horde of fence-sitting powers at his heels.
At this instant Ye Cheng beside Ye Changge likewise leapt into the sky.
Seeing this,
Yun Yun temporarily held back her trump card; she wanted to see what other moves this youth—whom she had met once—had up his sleeve.
"Those who offend Ye Emperor Hall die without mercy!"
Ye Cheng's Dou Zong Realm aura exploded forth.
Violent spatial energy swept across Yunlan Sacred Mountain; terrifying pressure spread in every direction.
"A D-D-Dou Zong mighty one!"
Ye Cheng casually raised a hand, manipulating spatial pressure.
A titanic palm appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun as it slammed toward the gathered forces.
The surrounding space crackled—the sound of Dou Technique grinding against space.
The moment the giant palm struck, the surrounding space shattered; heaven and earth seemed to collapse!
"No! Spare us—ah!"
After the screams, silence.
Nothing else—just pure, crushing power.
"Hm?"
"A little mouse actually slipped through?"
"No! You cannot kill me!"
"I am the Grand Elder of Cloud Mist Sect!"
"If you dare kill me, the Old Ancestors of the Sect will never let you go!"
The speaker was none other than Grand Elder Yun Ling, the sole lucky survivor.
Now he was a wreck—limbs shattered, half-dead.
When Ye Cheng revealed his power, Yun Ling had sensed danger and hung back, preserving his life with a final life-saving talisman of the Sect.
He still couldn't understand how tiny Ye Emperor Hall could possess such a powerhouse; even obtaining the Sect's supreme Legacy shouldn't allow this!
Formerly, the strongest in Ye Emperor Hall had merely been an early-stage Dou Huang!
Yet what was this before his eyes?
"You..."
"Finished your last words?"
Without batting an eye, Ye Cheng stamped down, turning the still-speaking Yun Ling into a bloody pulp.
The battlefield was a mess, with only a ten-zhang-deep palm print left behind.
Ye Changge walked to the edge of the arena and looked down.
"I won't make things hard for you."
"Three days: have the Old Ancestors of your respective Sects and families come to Ye Emperor Hall to apologize in person."
"Do that, and this matter is settled."
"Otherwise, your names will be erased from the Fighting Qi Continent forever!"
His words left the survivors of every Sect trembling.
[Ding: Congratulations, host, for completing the mission to shine brilliantly at this gathering. Sect robes have been issued—please check.]
[Ding: Mission complete—Sect robes now available in unlimited supply.]
"Shine brilliantly?"
"We slaughtered every last expert—of course we shone brilliantly."
"This time the name of Ye Emperor Hall should cause quite the stir."
"Looks like soon our Hall will be famous across the Northwest Continent."
"The robes are here—wonder what they look like and whether they have special effects?"
[As the future number-one Sect, would the System's robes be shabby? If the neighbors saw, they'd think we couldn't afford them!]
[Beep: The robes are unlimited, gorgeous, dust-proof, and immune to water, fire, and poison!]
"So your esteemed Sect possesses such experts; Yun Yun has overstepped."
A Dou Zong expert—such a figure counted as a pillar even on the entire Fighting Qi Continent.
What's more, here in the Jia Ma Empire, he was invincible!
Ye Emperor Hall grew ever more mysterious in her eyes.
"Though we met by chance, Sect Master Yun Yun stepped forward—your sincerity is more than enough."
"But with an Outer Sect Deacon of Ye Emperor Hall present, these clowns are beneath notice."
"Outer Sect Deacon!"
"An Outer Sect Deacon possesses such terrifying power!!"
She had assumed this Dou Zong expert must rank at the very top of Ye Emperor Hall, yet he was merely an Outer Sect Deacon.
Even the usually icy Yun Yun lost her composure—could Ye Emperor Hall be some hidden colossal Sect?
"Master, Master, are you all right!!"
A frantic little girl came running, shouting.
"Yanran, didn't I tell you to leave first?"
"Why are you back?"
The newcomer was Yun Yun's own Disciple, Nalan Yanran.
"If Master doesn't leave, I won't either."
When she saw her Master fly to the arena to face so many experts, she had panicked and was about to use the life-saving talisman her Grandmaster had given her—
—only to see some powerful middle-aged man from Ye Emperor Hall wipe out everyone with a single hand, prompting her to hurry over.
Yun Yun was deeply moved; the girl had stood by her despite her own rash decision.
"All right, this matter is settled."
"Back to the Sect."
"As thanks, I invite Sect Master Yun Yun to visit Ye Emperor Hall as my guest."
Would you be willing?"
Ye Changge spoke, hands clasped behind his back.