Chapter 1351: A Keen Nose!

Chapter 1351: Quite a Keen Nose!

Buzz!

Divine light moved like lightning, reaching its peak speed, everything happening in an instant. Not only the cultivators from all sides, but even the Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren on the Zhuan Song Yu Tai failed to react in time.

On the spot, the Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren who had been restraining Haotian Xuan Zhen was struck, staggering back step by step.

The one who attacked was naturally Ye Chen. Since he was there, how could he just stand by and watch Haotian Xuan Zhen being bullied like that?

Who are you!

The Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren stabilized himself, erupting in fury, his roar shaking heaven and earth as his Sheng Ren prestige immediately manifested. As a noble Sheng Ren of Taiqing Gong, how could he tolerate being ambushed?

In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on Ye Chen, for below the Zhuan Song Yu Tai, there was no one else besides him slowly approaching. He was undoubtedly the one who had launched the surprise attack.

Daring to ambush a Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren.

The black-robed elder Sheng Ren snarled coldly.

If you can rob in broad daylight, why can't I ambush you? Ye Chen advanced steadily, his pace unchanging, his words drawn out as he forcefully twisted his neck, letting his killing intent overflow.

Seeking death.

The black-robed Sheng Ren raged, thrusting out his palm to form a massive hand, infused with Sheng Ren prestige, heavy as a mountain, pressing down on Ye Chen to crush him outright.

Ye Chen sneered, his body like a phantom, easily dodging it. In a flash, he leaped onto the Zhuan Song Yu Tai. In the previous moment, Haotian Xuan Zhen had been dizzy and disoriented, but in this instant, Ye Chen had already pulled him down from the platform.

The whole sequence took no more than a moment, leaving cultivators from all sides in awe. They marveled at Ye Chen's elusive body techniques, which allowed him to evade a Sheng Ren's crushing grasp and successfully rescue Haotian Xuan Zhen.

Underestimating you.

The Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren charged one after another, their faces twisted in ferocity, sinister and terrifying.

Ye Chen said nothing, responding only with his most powerful attacks. A golden hand swept through the air, executing a Great Smashing Monument Hand that sent one Sheng Ren flying. Then, a Chaos phenomenon manifested, outlining a vast world infused with Chaos Dao principles and numerous secret arts and divine abilities, its prestige overwhelmingly dominant.

The surrounding cultivators stared in a daze, their expressions shocked—not only at Ye Chen's combat prowess but also at his phenomenon. They had seen many profound phenomena before, but one like Ye Chen's was entirely new.

It was no longer just a phenomenon; it was a whole world, bursting with radiant colors and immortal light. Within it, great rivers, mountains, and even every flower, plant, tree, and blade of grass evolved on their own, containing infinite Dao essence.

The Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren were forced to their knees, pressed down by the suddenly appearing Chaos phenomenon, causing them to tumble one after another. These dignified Sheng Ren, a dozen of them, suffered a collective setback in full view of everyone.

The Archaic Holy Body—he is the Archaic Holy Body.

After scrambling to his feet in embarrassment, the black-robed elder suddenly howled, as if he had detected something from Ye Chen's blood energy—that bloodline prestige was impossible to forge.

Quite a keen nose!

Ye Chen remarked casually, instantly closing in and thrusting out with Six Paths One Finger, piercing through the black-robed elder's brow to destroy his divine platform and obliterate his primordial spirit.

To his surprise, the black-robed elder's sea of consciousness was protected by a powerful artifact.

However, it made no difference whether it was there or not. If one finger didn't work, he struck with another, this time piercing through both the artifact and the elder. His primordial spirit was extinguished in an instant, not even granting him a final scream.

In his dying moments, the black-robed elder finally knew regret, cursing his own greed for trying to seize another's divine pearl, which had drawn this harbinger of doom and led him to utter ruin.

After eliminating the black-robed elder, Ye Chen summoned the Chixiao Sword, charging straight at the next Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren.

As fresh blood splattered, the second Sheng Ren was instantly slain, his head rolling before being stomped into bloody pulp by Ye Chen. Even his primordial spirit met its end, reduced to ashes under the Swallowing Heaven Devil Art.

The remaining Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren were stunned, immediately summoning divine light to call for reinforcements from Taiqing Gong.

But wishes were one thing; reality was another. As soon as that divine light shot into the sky, Ye Chen severed it with a sword. Thinking of ganging up on me? You must be dreaming.

Suppression!

One Sheng Ren lunged forward, a beam of immortal light shooting from his brow as a divine mirror flew out, radiating brilliant divine glory. It was a terrifying Sheng weapon, inscribed with powerful restrictions and immense might.

Ye Chen glanced at it, then released his Chaos Divine Cauldron. The cauldron hummed as the Escaping Armor Heavenly Characters arranged themselves, surrounded by Chaos Dao principles and surging Chaos energy, instantly pulverizing the bronze mirror.

With his natal artifact destroyed, that Sheng Ren suffered severe backlash, flipping through the air with his body cracking open and fresh blood spraying out, a ghastly sight. Before he could even fall, Ye Chen split him in two with a sword.

Die!

Three Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren advanced together, positioning themselves on three sides and forming seals to activate a Sealing Forbidden Array, trapping Ye Chen within to erode his blood energy and bind his powers.

This was Taiqing Gong's Sanqing Sealing Devil Array, incredibly ferocious and requiring at least three Sheng Ren to deploy; otherwise, it would rebound and destroy a Quasi-Saint in an instant.

From this, one could see the array's terror. Anyone who had heard of it knew its infamous reputation.

Legend had it that Taiqing Gong's ancestors once used this array to seal a powerful Quasi-Emperor, though that was an ancient tale whose truth was unknown. Its dominance, however, was beyond doubt.

Ye Chen found himself sealed, as if trapped in a quagmire, with his entire body's powers restrained by an inexplicable force.

Yet, who was he? He was the Great Chu Emperor who could devour the eight directions, the Archaic Holy Body that shook the world and had slain Great Emperors. How could he be confined by a mere array, especially one manned by just three Sheng Ren?

In that instant, his bloodline trembled in unison as Reincarnation Force intertwined with Chaos Dao principles, condensing into a golden immortal sword that shattered the restraints. Like a divine dragon, he burst free.

The three Sheng Ren were injured, spitting blood and retreating unsteadily. Before they could steady themselves, Ye Chen was already upon them.

Fresh blood sprayed once more as the three Sheng Ren were slain in succession, their expressions horrified even in death.

What followed was a scene of sheer carnage. The dozen or so Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren fell like cabbages, one after another. Their so-called Sheng weapons and Sheng prestige were mere trifles before Ye Chen. Though he was only a Quasi-Saint, his combat power utterly suppressed them.

The surrounding cultivators were shocked, their hearts trembling, their faces pale. The strength of the Holy Body far exceeded their expectations. Such absolute dominance lived up to the Holy Body's legendary myth, inspiring both awe and terror.

As for Haotian Xuan Zhen, he stood like a statue, incredibly watching the scene unfold. A dozen powerful Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren were being beaten senseless by a single Quasi-Saint.

Moreover, he had no idea who Ye Chen was, let alone why the Archaic Holy Body would save him.

It was only after some time that the screams finally faded. All the dozen or so Taiqing Gong Sheng Ren had been slain.

Fresh blood stained the Zhuan Song Yu Tai and dyed the entire sky red, a sight both shocking and heart-wrenching.

Only then did Ye Chen sheathe the Chixiao Sword. A sword wound lingered on his shoulder, carrying an aura of silent destruction. He had been careless earlier and taken a hit, but for him, it was just a superficial injury.

Let's go!

With a wave, he erased the wound and led Haotian Xuan Zhen onto the Zhuan Song Yu Tai.

The little spirit child followed, hugging a pile of storage bags. While Ye Chen was locked in fierce battle, he hadn't been idle—his task was to collect treasures, after all, since he had nothing better to do.

The Zhuan Song Yu Tai hummed to life, spatial forces swirling as the three vanished under the watchful eyes of all.

After they left, the ancient city erupted in chaos. News of the events spread like wings to every corner, and all who heard it wore expressions of horror. The Holy Body's power was no exaggeration; its reputation was well-deserved.

Not long after, thunder rumbled across the sky, and massive clouds surged like a thundering herd.

Taiqing Gong experts arrived, with Yin Zhong among them, but all they found was a scene of ruins.

Damned!

Roars of rage echoed like eternal thunder, shaking the heavens and making the earth tremble.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen and his companions had arrived in a range of majestic mountains, standing on a towering peak.

Thank you, senior, for saving me!

As soon as they landed, Haotian Xuan Zhen bowed respectfully to Ye Chen, using the junior's salute. Anyone who could slay over a dozen powerful Sheng Ren must be of a high generation for the Archaic Holy Body.

His expression was one of gratitude. Without Ye Chen's intervention, he would likely have been taken away, and the consequences didn't bear thinking about—it would have been a trip through the gates of hell, straight to the Yellow Springs of the Nine Serenities.

Ye Chen smiled but said nothing, raising his hand to send a beam of immortal light into Haotian Xuan Zhen's brow.