Chapter 1249: Sen Luo

What... what is this!

Everyone blinked in surprise, their mouths slightly agape, their expressions a mix of astonishment as they watched the direction where Ye Chen had slipped away.

The Holy Lord's escape posture was still so domineering and striking!

Inside the Chaos God Cauldron, the group from Great Chu who had reincarnated all spoke with a tone of deep concern.

Can you even escape?

A couple of seconds later, the black shadow figure finally reacted, darting after Ye Chen like a streak of dark light.

Faster, faster, faster!

Behind him, cultivators from all directions followed suit, a massive crowd surging like a tidal wave, blotting out the sky.

How clever I am!

Up ahead, Ye Chen chuckled to himself, speeding along like a divine ray, his escape technique incredibly swift. His style had always been to fight when he could win and run when he couldn't.

Clearly, he wasn't a match for the black shadow figure. Although both were at the Saint level, the black shadow's power was already approaching that of a Saint King. Besides, in that situation, it wasn't just one powerful opponent—there were many Saints. If they all swarmed him, even a Saint King would have to retreat.

Stay right there!

The black shadow figure caught up, firing a beam of pitch-black immortal light from his forehead, aimed straight at Ye Chen's primordial spirit.

Ye Chen sneered and performed several Shrinking Earth into Inches techniques, barely dodging the black shadow's lethal strike on his primordial spirit before desperately continuing with the technique.

Damn it!

The black shadow figure was furious, his face twisted in rage. He had come from afar and hadn't even had a chance to show off before his target fled. Now, he was chasing relentlessly but still couldn't catch up, his Saintly dignity completely shattered.

Kill!

With a cold shout, ancient divine patterns appeared on the black shadow figure's forehead, boosting his speed dramatically. Ye Chen streaked like an immortal light, while he moved like a divine ray, tracing two brilliant arcs across the vast starry sky.

Following behind were a group of Saints and Quasi-Saints. As for the Emperors and Quasi-Emperors further back, their cultivation might not have been sufficient, as they were left far behind one after another. Too many couldn't believe it—was this Emperor-level guy cheating? His speed was outrageously fast, like creating heaven and earth.

He must die!

The hidden Saints and Quasi-Saints all revealed their killing intent. They had originally come to kill the white-robed youth undergoing tribulation, but who would have thought another even more monstrous figure would appear? Together, these two freaks were a huge threat. If allowed to grow, they would surely become a massive disaster.

Of course, not everyone wanted Ye Chen and the tribulating white-robed youth dead. For instance, the chubby old man and Gu Lan still held Ye Chen in high regard.

"I say, can you handle this?" Inside the Chaos God Cauldron, Long Yi glanced at Ye Chen.

"Why don't you try?" Ye Chen snapped back irritably.

"I'll pass." Long Yi coughed awkwardly, not forgetting to glance at the black shadow figure chasing them. "If I'm not mistaken, that should be someone from Senluo Hall."

"Senluo Hall? What's its background?"

"Its background is massive." Long Yi replied hastily. "This is a colossal force with an ancient lineage—extremely mysterious and incredibly powerful. They're said to be spread across every corner of the myriad realms, specializing in collecting souls and primordial spirits. Anyone they target rarely meets a good end."

"Collecting souls and primordial spirits?" Ye Chen furrowed his brow slightly. "What does Senluo Hall want with so many souls and primordial spirits?"

"Even thinking with your backside, you know it's nothing good." Long Yi said. "One thing's for sure: Senluo Hall has targeted the Great Chu reincarnators. Now that you've jumped in, they've targeted you too. Compared to the tribulating reincarnator, they seem even more interested in you right now."

"Come on, chase me if you've got the guts." Ye Chen snorted coldly and shifted again, dodging another lethal strike from the black shadow behind him.

"Help him unseal his past memories." As Long Yi infused essence into the white-robed youth, he sent a message to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen summoned a wisp of immortal light and sent it flying into the Chaos Cauldron, where it entered the white-robed youth's forehead.

Immediately, the white-robed youth, who had just awakened, clutched his head without saying a word, his expression turning to one of agony. A massive wave of memories surged into his divine sea, intertwining with his current life's memories.

Situ Nan, return!

In the void, a faint voice seemed to echo, making the white-robed youth's body tremble uncontrollably. His deep eyes filled with tears as he looked at Long Yi, then at Ye Chen outside, his face full of disbelief, hardly daring to believe it was all real.

Ye Chen turned his head with a smile before resuming his escape. This wasn't the time for reunions.

Young master!

Inside the cauldron, a youth from the Xi Shu Situ family knelt before Situ Nan. As the young master of the Situ family, Situ Nan's reappearance stirred immense emotions.

Excellent, excellent!

The usually carefree Situ Nan was now choking back sobs.

It was like a dream—waking up to both past and present lives.

Boom! Bang!

As everyone was caught up in the excitement, booming sounds erupted outside, drawing their attention.

What they saw was a gruesome scene.

It was Ye Chen, with one arm severed, still spraying out multicolored light.

Yes, Ye Chen was injured, but not by the black shadow behind him—it was from a demonic purple-haired youth up ahead. That one was also a Saint, not as strong as the black shadow, but no ordinary Saint either.

"A Saint like you resorting to a sneak attack? How shameless." Ye Chen grunted coldly, his body staggering as fresh blood trickled from his mouth. He had sensed the purple-haired youth's lethal strike in advance but couldn't fully evade it. A Saint's killing intent was too overwhelming, and losing an arm was the least of his losses.

"Say whatever you want." The purple-haired youth gave a sinister laugh, his eyes flickering with mockery and malice.

"Thanks for that, friend." The black shadow figure caught up and said this to the purple-haired youth. Without him blocking Ye Chen, who knows when he would have caught up.

"His primordial spirit is yours, his body is mine." The purple-haired youth smiled eerily.

"I thanked you, but that doesn't mean I'm sharing the spoils." The black shadow figure glanced dismissively at the purple-haired youth, his tone icy and contemptuous. "And who do you think you are, negotiating terms with me?"

"You..." The purple-haired youth's face twisted in fury at the black shadow's rebuke.

"How about we team up and take him on?" Ye Chen winked flirtatiously at the purple-haired youth.

"Sure." The enraged purple-haired youth actually stood beside Ye Chen, agreeing so readily that it caught Ye Chen off guard.

And so, this odd alliance formed.

Just moments ago, the purple-haired youth had severed Ye Chen's arm.

Just moments ago, Ye Chen had cursed the purple-haired youth.

Teaming up before battle? Uniting against a common enemy? That was exactly it. Fighting alone, neither Ye Chen nor the purple-haired youth could beat the black shadow, but together, it was a different story.

"You two trash." The black shadow figure sneered and vanished instantly, his aura dissipating completely, making him impossible to track.

"Get out of the way." The purple-haired youth warned coldly, already dodging himself.

"Piece of cake." Ye Chen didn't need the warning—he had already moved. He had been about to warn the purple-haired youth anyway, since they were temporary allies, and he didn't want his partner taken out right away.

As it turned out, he had underestimated him. The purple-haired youth was more capable than expected, seemingly very familiar with the black shadow's attack patterns.

Boom!

The moment they dodged, the stretch of starry sky where they had been was obliterated into chaos, leaving Ye Chen sighing in relief. Good thing they had evaded, or they might have been finished on the spot.

Underestimated you both!

The black shadow figure chuckled eerily, forming a secret technique with one hand—a domineering one at that.

Wind God Art!

Knowing the opponent was about to use a secret technique, Ye Chen wouldn't give him the chance. He thrust a sword strike as powerful as could be, aimed straight at the black shadow's forehead.

The black shadow frowned, not expecting Ye Chen to charge directly. He dispelled his technique and countered with a finger of divine light, blocking Ye Chen's sword.

The purple-haired youth attacked too, going straight for a kill. Remembering the black shadow's blatant contempt earlier, his killing intent intensified. You like acting tough? I'll make sure you regret it. Even if I get nothing, I'll make you pay.

Who knows, if Ye Chen knew the purple-haired youth's thoughts, he might burst out laughing. After all, this was a Saint who had transcended the mortal world—his mindset was... quite something.