Chapter 1230: Enemies Meet

Ye Chen smiled faintly and slowly stood up.

The twenty-five people also stood up one by one, bowing respectfully to Ji Ru Xue.

No need for such formalities!

Ji Ru Xue smiled in surprise, feeling that something was still a bit off.

Ye Chen walked over, glanced at the crowd, and then turned his gaze to Ji Ru Xue. "Ji Ru Xue, these people are all my old friends. I hope you can look after them in the future. Ye Chen is truly grateful."

"Of course." Ji Ru Xue smiled immediately.

"Ye Chen thanks you for that." As he spoke, Ye Chen gestured lightly to Zhao Zi Yu and the others. They understood and stood up, each wiping away tears as they left the small bamboo grove one after another.

"I just feel like something's not right." Ji Ru Xue murmured softly.

"When will your sister come out of seclusion?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.

"It will take another three to five days," Ji Ru Xue replied softly. "My sister's cultivation technique and Dao principles have some issues."

"In that case, I'll go out for a stroll."

"Are you leaving, Dao friend?"

"I'll come back in three to five days." Ye Chen smiled and turned to step out of the immortal mountain.

"What a strange person." Watching Ye Chen's departing figure, Ji Ru Xue muttered quietly to herself.

By now, Ye Chen had already flown out of Xuan Yue Star, speeding through the starry sky like a beam of immortal light.

That day, with the star map in hand, he visited more than a dozen ancient stars in succession but didn't find a single reincarnated person.

Although he hadn't found the reincarnated individuals, this fellow had picked up quite a few treasures along the way. There were always some people who didn't focus on cultivation and instead roamed the stars in groups, engaging in robbery and ambushes.

Coincidentally, Ye Chen encountered more than one such group on his journey.

The outcome was predictable.

As the saying goes, attempting to force something and ending up humiliated instead—that's exactly what happened to those robbers. They charged at people recklessly, only to be slapped down in waves by Ye Chen. Not only were their stolen treasures taken, but they were also stripped bare, creating quite a stunning spectacle in the starry sky.

Not bad!

In the starry sky, Ye Chen held a divine pearl, examining it closely. It was something he had seized from the robbers.

This divine pearl was extraordinary, radiating immortal light and shimmering brilliantly.

But that wasn't the most important part. What mattered most was that the pearl was inscribed with an ancient character, a Dun Jia Tian Zi. Ye Chen pried it off and directly imprinted it onto the Chaos God Cauldron.

Ahead, another star came into view. This ancient star wasn't large, only about one-third the size of Zhu Que Star.

Ye Chen put away the divine pearl and flew in like a beam of immortal light.

Once he landed on a mountain peak, Ye Chen began to calculate with his fingers, his eyes filled with hope that gradually faded as the divination progressed.

Nothing!

Scratching his head, Ye Chen felt quite regretful and was about to leave the ancient star.

However, just as he took a step, he paused and retracted it, furrowing his brow as he looked toward the distant mountain range.

What a coincidence!

Ye Chen sneered and vanished into the void space, heading straight for the distant mountains.

A short while later, he stopped and narrowed his eyes, staring intently at a mountain peak. Seated on the peak was a figure in white robes—an elderly man.

Ye Chen would never forget this white-robed elder.

In the past, the three Saints who had ambushed him, Dong Yang, and Qing Yue included a black-robed Saint, a silver-robed Saint, and this white-robed Saint. The one sitting on the mountain now was precisely the white-robed Saint.

The silver-robed Saint had been killed by Ye Chen, and the black-robed Saint had been slain by the Saint King barbarian, leaving only this white-robed Saint.

At the moment, the white-robed Saint was in poor condition, covered in fresh blood and bearing numerous wounds. He had clearly suffered heavy injuries from a battle and was hiding here to heal.

Ye Chen sneered and drew out a killing sword, which was transformed from the Chaos God Cauldron, then stealthily approached.

If the Saint were at full strength, Ye Chen might have been cautious, but the white-robed Saint was severely wounded now—an opportunity not to be missed. He knew the principle of striking while the iron is hot.

Who is it?

The white-robed Saint sensed the disturbance and shouted coldly, suddenly sweeping a palm toward the void space.

Ye Chen was prepared, stepping into the Shrinking Earth technique to dodge the palm strike, then instantly closing in on the white-robed Saint.

You...!

The white-robed Saint's expression changed as he underestimated his opponent, rising and retreating.

But Ye Chen was faster. He caught up in one step and delivered a dominating sword strike, cleaving half of the white-robed Saint's body. Still burdened by his injuries, the Saint spat out a mouthful of blood after escaping.

Barely stabilizing himself, the white-robed Saint fixed his gaze on Ye Chen, his old eyes narrowing into slits as if recognizing him. He gritted his teeth and snarled ferociously, "You're actually still alive."

"The young master has a tough life." Ye Chen stretched his neck casually.

"Good, very good." The white-robed Saint laughed even more ferociously, burning his vital energy to forcibly reconstruct his body. He stepped forward and unleashed a palm that covered the sky, shrouding the stars with his Saintly might, as overbearing as ever.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and charged ahead, his sword erupting with a world-shaking divine light that split the palm strike.

The white-robed Saint was forced back, immediately spitting out blood as his old wounds flared up, causing his aura to plummet.

You...!

The white-robed Saint staggered, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief. How much time had passed? The Quasi-Emperor they had once hunted now had the power to directly confront a Saint.

He was a Saint, and even injured, a single palm from him could cripple a Quasi-Saint.

Yet now, as a full Saint, he had been repelled by an Emperor-level cultivator. He couldn't accept this reality.

Kill!

The white-robed Saint raged, thrusting out a sea of blood filled with countless wailing spirits and fused with his Dao principles. It was both a divine ability and a sealing array, incredibly powerful.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light as he advanced instead of retreating, delivering another dominating sword strike that cleaved the sea of blood.

Then, he used the Shrinking Earth technique again, instantly appearing before the white-robed Saint.

The white-robed Saint's face twisted viciously as he summoned his life-bound artifact.

Shen Zhui!

Ye Chen didn't give him the chance. Shen Zhui's divine light shot out, severely damaging the white-robed Saint's primordial spirit.

The white-robed Saint was wounded again, retreating while spitting blood. His life-bound artifact was knocked back before it could be used, his old injuries worsening. His body began to crack, and his primordial spirit became unstable.

I'll give you something big!

Ye Chen shouted coldly, transforming the killing sword back into the Chaos God Cauldron, which grew to a hundred feet in size.

As the Chaos God Cauldron's divine might awakened, the white-robed Saint was immediately pressured and stumbled.

Open for me!

The white-robed Saint roared ferociously, forcibly resisting the cauldron's pressure.

Don't rush, there's more!

Ye Chen smiled eerily. Chaotic energy surged from the Chaos God Cauldron like tidal waves—it was the essence of heaven and earth, obtained from a spatial black hole. Each strand was as heavy as a mountain and instantly submerged the white-robed elder.

This is...!

The white-robed elder's expression changed, recognizing the origin and terror of the chaotic energy.

Without time to think, the white-robed elder tried to flee.

Where are you going?

Ye Chen descended from the sky and kicked him back. The sea of chaotic energy churned forward, swallowing the white-robed elder once more. The powerful Saint's body was instantly ground to dust.

Ah...!

The white-robed elder roared in fury, his primordial spirit soaring into the sky and fleeing like a beam of immortal light, escaping the ancient star. He dared not fight; already gravely injured and struck repeatedly, even his body had been reduced to ash. One wrong move could mean his end. He had witnessed Ye Chen's strength.

Can you escape?

Ye Chen, carrying the massive cauldron, pursued him. In just three to five steps, each using the Shrinking Earth technique, he chased like a beam of immortal light straight toward the white-robed elder.