Chapter 1314: A Coincidence

Ye Chen's words made Shangguan Yuer's expression strange. She subconsciously glanced at the woman in white flying through the sky, then looked at Ye Chen beside her with some doubt. "Huaxu predecessor—I have seen her before, and she doesn't look like my sister in this life at all."

Ye Chen couldn't help but smile. "After reincarnation, the appearance of past and present lives might be different."

"That's quite fresh," Shangguan Yuer sighed.

"There's something even fresher." Ye Chen coughed lightly and transmitted a segment of memory to Shangguan Yuer through his divine sense. It was the scene of Wu Sanpao and Taiyi Zhenren dueling over Niu Shisan.

After viewing the memory in the divine sense, Shangguan Yuer looked completely unwell. Her body churned with nausea, and she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit—the scene was utterly outrageous.

"Frost Er." While the two were talking, the reincarnated Huaxu and the two elders had already arrived through the sky.

Hearing the reincarnated Huaxu's call, Shangguan Yuer smiled, though her smile felt somewhat unnatural.

She didn't know whether to call the reincarnated Huaxu "sister" or "predecessor." Just as Ye Chen had said, the seniority in their homeland of Da Chu was completely messed up due to the cycle of the six paths. It wasn't bad that her sister in this life was a reincarnated person—the people from Da Chu's homeland felt incredibly familiar even if unrecognized, and this one in front of her was particularly well-known, making it like family on top of family.

"Where have you been running off to these past days?" Huaxu pretended to be angry and glared at Shangguan Yuer.

"I was captured by the Hei Bai Shuangsha and taken to be refined into a dan," Shangguan Yuer said, sticking out her tongue.

"How dare they!" Huaxu and the two elders' faces turned icy cold in an instant, each of them radiating killing intent. They had no idea that such an incident had happened during Shangguan Yuer's disappearance.

"At least it was a close call with no real danger," Shangguan Yuer said with a playful smile.

"The person who overcame the tribulation and killed the White Fiend—was it him who saved you?"

"Who else could it be?" Shangguan Yuer replied, glancing at Ye Chen beside her. If not for him, she would likely have already been refined into a dan and consumed.

"And this one is?" One of the elders beside Huaxu looked at Ye Chen. Seeing him in a black robe and mask, the elder felt quite surprised, especially the aura Ye Chen exuded, which put immense pressure on him.

"This junior is Ye Chen," Ye Chen said with a faint smile.

"He's my old friend and will be returning to the family with us," Shangguan Yuer added with a smile.

"I see."

"Ye Chen." The two elders didn't react much, but Huaxu, standing nearby, felt a strange sense of familiarity the moment she heard the name, as if she had encountered it somewhere before.

"Why wait? Wake up her past life memories!" Shangguan Yuer transmitted to Ye Chen, her face full of eager anticipation, wanting to see Huaxu's strange expression after her memories were awakened.

"This starry sky is so chaotic right now—it's safer to head back to your family first," Ye Chen said with a smile.

"That's true."

"What a coincidence—better late than never!" No sooner had Shangguan Yuer spoken than a strange, yin-yang-toned laughter echoed. Three figures streaked through the sky and landed not far from Ye Chen and the others.

They were three elders: one in purple robes, one in black, and one in white. All had formidable cultivations—the purple-robed elder was at the Sheng level, while the black- and white-robed elders were at the Zhun Sheng level.

The dao robes they wore were quite peculiar, more accurately, the totems embroidered on them were strange—a skull that made anyone's heart shudder just by looking at it.

Wearing robes with the same totem, the three were undoubtedly from the same force. They were on their way to scout news in that starry sky but had coincidentally run into Huaxu and Shangguan Yuer's group.

Huaxu and the others' faces had already changed. The two elders beside her had summoned their magical tools, positioning themselves in front of Huaxu and Shangguan Yuer with grave expressions fixed on the three opponents.

Only Shangguan Yuer remained relaxed and unfazed, because Ye Chen was there, capable of handling it.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the three elders up and down, his gaze lingering on their dao robes. He recognized them from before.

Earlier, after his heavenly tribulation, someone had shot an arrow to ambush him, and the attacker's dao robe was identical to those of the three elders. Clearly, they were from the same organization.

"They are from Kulou Wang Dian," Shangguan Yuer transmitted, knowing Ye Chen's interest. "One of the few colossal powers in this star domain, with strength in numbers."

"Using a skull as a totem—they're obviously no good," Ye Chen said meaningfully, stroking his chin.

"As you said." Shangguan Yuer nodded lightly. "Over the past thousand years, Kulou Wang Dian has caused quite a few bloodbaths in this star domain. No one wants to provoke such a massive entity. Rumor has it they have a Zhun Sheng Wang, a figure of immense power and terror."

"Zhun Sheng Wang." Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, pondering the battle prowess of a Zhun Sheng Wang and how it compared to a Sheng Wang. He wondered how his current strength stacked up against it.

"Get out of our way, and we won't let this end badly," Shangguan Yuer said, looking at the three elders opposite them.

"Does your family have a grudge with Kulou Wang Dian?" Ye Chen snapped out of his thoughts and followed her gaze.

"More than just a grudge." Shangguan Yuer's expression turned cold. "Countless family members have died at their hands. If not for our ancestor providing some deterrence, the family would have been wiped out long ago."

"Then this really is a case of better late than never," Ye Chen said, cracking his neck forcefully.

"Come with us—our divine son misses you dearly," the purple-robed elder said during their conversation, his face wearing a smile that was chillingly eerie.

"No time," Huaxu replied with a frosty expression, already holding a killing sword, ready for a deadly battle at any moment.

"Why bother with futile resistance?" The black- and white-robed elders also smiled, eyeing them with interest. When looking at Huaxu and Shangguan Yuer, their old eyes flashed with lewd intent.

"You're pushing it too far!" The two elders in front of Huaxu roared in anger, their auras surging to their peak.

"Saintess, hurry and escape—we'll hold them off!"

"Bullying people comes with a price." Before the two elders in front of Huaxu could finish, Ye Chen interrupted them. He stepped forward and punched straight at the black-robed elder.

Everything happened in a flash. Before anyone could react, Ye Chen's fist had already collided with the black-robed elder's palm, producing a thunderous boom that echoed through the starry sky.

What followed was an exceptionally bloody scene. The black-robed elder, who had been so arrogant moments ago, was sent flying thousands of zhang in an instant. Before his body even hit the ground, it turned into a mist of blood, his primordial spirit unable to escape destruction and scattering into ashes in the starry sky.

This...!

Huaxu was shocked, as were the two elders in front of her, and the remaining white- and purple-robed elders opposite them. That was a Zhun Sheng, yet he had been killed in a single move.

Is he a Sheng?

Huaxu and the others stared in a daze at Ye Chen's back. To kill a Zhun Sheng head-on with one punch meant he had to be at the Sheng level—otherwise, how could a Zhun Sheng possess such overwhelming power?

The white- and purple-robed elders opposite them changed their expressions after a brief moment of shock.

Especially the purple-robed elder, who was a Sheng himself. Even he couldn't guarantee killing a Zhun Sheng with one punch, but the masked figure across from him had done it, proving everything—that the masked man was a Sheng, and stronger than him.

A grave miscalculation.

The purple-robed elder's face grew solemn. He had thought they could easily capture Shangguan Yuer and the others for merit, but a formidable adversary had appeared out of nowhere with absurdly powerful combat strength.

Now, the strengths of both sides were clear. If they fought, it was obvious who would win.

Thinking of this, the purple-robed elder suddenly turned and fled—a dignified Sheng choosing to escape.

The white-robed elder wasn't slow either. If even a Sheng was running, would a Zhun Sheng like him wait to be slaughtered?

Trying to leave?

Ye Chen snorted coldly and chased after them. In just a few steps of shrinking the ground into inches, he instantly closed in behind the white-robed elder.

The white-robed elder's face changed drastically, feeling a chill run through his body. He tried to summon a magical tool for protection, but it was too late—Ye Chen's palm had already struck down with dominating force.

Blood instantly stained the starry sky as Ye Chen's palm split the white-robed elder in half, turning him into a mist of blood.

Another one-move kill of a Zhun Sheng.

The remaining purple-robed elder's heart trembled. He didn't look back, fleeing at full speed.

However, his speed couldn't compare to Ye Chen's cultivation. He had only fled a thousand zhang when Ye Chen caught up. Without a word, Ye Chen delivered another domineering palm, sending him flying on the spot.

"Exterminate for me!"

The purple-robed elder reacted quickly. As soon as he stopped, he summoned his life-bound Sheng weapon—a skull forged from special divine materials and soaked in the blood of countless beings.

Ye Chen didn't speak, responding only with absolute dominance. He summoned the Chaos Shen Ding, unleashing its world-shaking divine might, shattering the skull Sheng weapon in one strike and absorbing its essence completely.

The purple-robed elder spat blood. The destruction of his life-bound Sheng weapon caused terrifying backlash, and under the mountain-like pressure of the Chaos Shen Ding, this dignified Sheng was forced to his knees.

"Predecessor, spare my life!"

The purple-robed elder begged in panic, his face full of terror, completely losing his earlier lofty Sheng demeanor.

At this point, he finally realized the extent of the force he had provoked—absolute suppression in combat strength.

But Ye Chen showed no mercy and activated Shen Shang.

No... no!

The purple-robed elder's eyes bulged, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints visible to the naked eye. Even before the Shen Shang divine light reached him, he felt his body turn ice-cold, as if plunged into the nine underworlds.

With a spurt of blood, the Shen Shang divine light pierced through the purple-robed elder's brow, extinguishing his primordial spirit and true body in one strike.

As for the purple-robed elder's physical body, Ye Chen collected it into the Chaos Shen Ding, intending to take it back and refine it into a Yin Ming Death General. After all, he would eventually leave, and it could serve as a guardian for Huaxu and the others.