Chapter 1392: Mysterious Self-Confidence

"It truly is the Huang Gu Sheng Ti." As soon as Ye Chen admitted it, the scene erupted in a buzz of voices, with everyone's eyes converging on him, filled with sheer astonishment.

"I've seen the Huang Gu Sheng Ti before, and it's definitely him." Many people sat up straight, their gazes sparkling as they looked at Ye Chen. It was no wonder; he had accomplished so many earth-shattering feats along the way, like in the ancient Xuan Huang Star Sea, where he single-handedly chased down five hundred warships of the Bai Yue Shen Jiao.

"So it's the Sheng Ti." The elderly Saint King who had blocked Ye Chen and Qi Wang at the gates of Yao Chi earlier now wore an expression of mixed emotions. The nine great saints of Yao Chi who had captured Ye Chen also looked somewhat awkward, as they hadn't been able to discern his bloodline at the time.

"What a misjudgment." Many old-timers rubbed their eyes and sharpened their gaze. "A heaven-defying bloodline on par with the emperors—seeing a living one today, it's just as the rumors say, truly extraordinary."

"So it's him." The faces of Tai Qing Shen Zi, Zhi Zun Shen Zi, and Piao Miao Shen Zi turned strange. Ye Chen was like a nightmare to them, a shadow that lingered and couldn't be shaken off.

"It's him, all right." The expressions of Tian Fa Shen Zi, Cang Ling Shen Zi, and Yu Hua Shen Zi had already twisted into something grotesque, their teeth gritted as they stared at Ye Chen like demons itching to tear him apart.

"He sure has a lot of enemies." Ji Ning Shuang glanced around and couldn't help but shake her head with a smile.

"This Yao Chi gathering will be far more exciting than in previous years." The group of old Quasi-Emperors chuckled, not forgetting to glance at the various Shen Zi present. Many were already flexing their muscles, their eyes sharp and full of arrogance. They just didn't believe that the Huang Gu Sheng Ti was unbeatable at the same level.

"From what I can calculate, you're about to become a sensation." Amid the surrounding discussions, Qi Wang said with a meaningful smile, "Your presence will reach its peak at today's gathering."

"Looks like the Huang Gu Sheng Ti bloodline is quite popular after all." Ye Chen rubbed his brow hard, clearly frustrated.

"Ye Chen, I'm waiting for your answer." Feng Huang Shen Zi looked at him with a mocking grin.

"I'm here for the peaches, and I don't feel like fighting today." Ye Chen rejected him outright. He had no time for idle chat with this guy; he'd rather use that time to go find the reincarnated ones.

"That's not up to you." Feng Huang Shen Zi smirked slightly. "You injured my imperial sister Xian Er, and you think you can brush it off with a simple 'I don't want to fight'? There's no such easy way out in this world."

"She struck first—I couldn't just stand there and take it!" Ye Chen gestured helplessly. "Besides, it was just sparring. Injuries are inevitable, and I didn't even go all out."

"I'm not interested in the process; I care about the result." Feng Huang Shen Zi smiled playfully. "You hurt someone from the Feng Huang clan back then, so you'll have to pay the price."

"Fine, I accept your challenge." Ye Chen finally relented. Constantly backing down wasn't helping anyway; Feng Huang Shen Zi wasn't going to let it go, and this fight was unavoidable today.

"Now that's more like the Huang Gu Sheng Ti." Feng Huang Shen Zi's eyes were full of mockery as he started to rise.

"Why should you, Feng Huang Shen Zi, bother? Allow me to handle this." Before Feng Huang Shen Zi could even stand, a sly laugh echoed from afar—it was the Ri Yue Shen Zi from the Ri Yue Shen Jiao.

"What's it got to do with you?" Ye Chen glanced at him dismissively. "Go cool off somewhere else."

"Since you bullied a fairy from the Feng Huang clan, I naturally have to step in." Ri Yue Shen Zi descended from his seat, lightly fanning his mountain and river fan, exuding an air of elegance. This was another prime opportunity to show his chivalry. If he couldn't win over the Yao Chi Shen Nu, he'd settle for second best.

"You're bursting with confidence!" Ye Chen laughed, genuinely amused. He had no idea where Ri Yue Shen Zi got such self-assurance. Hadn't he heard that the Huang Gu Sheng Ti was invincible at the same level?

"Or have you forgotten the time I suppressed you with a single palm?" Ri Yue Shen Zi laughed too, his lips curling up as he tilted his chin high, looking down on Ye Chen with a haughty gaze.

"Oh, right, my memory." Ye Chen slapped his forehead, laughing even harder, as if recalling some absurd incident from not long ago.

"What? Ri Yue Shen Zi once suppressed the Sheng Ti with one palm?" The gathering grew restless, with people staring at Ri Yue Shen Zi in bewilderment. Since Ye Chen didn't deny it, it must be true.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ri Yue Shen Zi felt himself floating on air, as if he could take off right then and there.

He wasn't lying—he had indeed suppressed someone who looked exactly like Ye Chen with one palm. But that person wasn't Ye Chen; it was the muddled Hong Chen. Today, he was bold enough to claim he could handle Ye Chen, probably mistaking him for that version of Hong Chen, which explained his over-the-top arrogance and inflated confidence.

Little did he know the truth: at the same level, someone like him wouldn't stand a chance against Ye Chen alone—Ye Chen could take on a group. Back then, he suppressed Hong Chen with one palm not because Hong Chen was weak, but because Hong Chen hadn't resisted, giving him an opening.

"Feng Huang Shen Zi, you don't mind if I teach him a lesson for you first?" Ri Yue Shen Zi said with a smile, turning to Feng Huang Shen Zi and fanning his fan gently.

"Go ahead." Feng Huang Shen Zi replied casually, not even bothering to look at him, which left Ri Yue Shen Zi feeling rather awkward. His attempt at courtship wasn't going over well.

"Come on, let's get up on the stage." Ye Chen had already leaped onto the battle platform, eager to start.

"Today, we'll settle old scores and new." Ri Yue Shen Zi sneered, stepping onto the platform and launching an attack. He wielded the Ri Yue divine ability, manifesting the cosmos with a single palm that was nothing short of spectacular.

Ye Chen didn't bother responding or using any special techniques. He simply raised his palm and delivered a massive Flinging Mountain Hand straight at Ri Yue Shen Zi's handsome face.

Smack!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed loudly. In the blink of an eye, the once-boastful Ri Yue Shen Zi was sent flying off the platform in a display of utter dominance.

Whoa!

Qi Wang lifted his donkey face, and everyone present—whether Quasi-Emperor, Quasi-Saint, man, or woman—tilted their heads up in unison, watching Ri Yue Shen Zi soar out of the immortal mountain. Their eyes even followed the arc of his flight perfectly.

Soon, a thunderous boom came from outside Yao Chi Immortal Mountain. Those with great divine abilities activated their heavenly eyes and saw the scene: the fallen Ri Yue Shen Zi had simply crushed an entire mountain.

"Is that it?" A couple of seconds later, the crowd snapped out of their daze.

"That was over in an instant—a Quasi-Saint level Ri Yue Shen Zi defeated just like that. It's faster than anyone expected." Many sighed in admiration. "That was some poor bragging."

"I'd say, after this, Ri Yue Shen Zi will be keeping a low profile." The old-timers stroked their beards thoughtfully. "Mysterious confidence? You're one of a kind."

"Ye Chen, you deserve to die." Amid the discussions, the three great saints from Ri Yue Shen Jiao erupted in fury, unleashing their Saintly pressure and surging killing intent that made the void rumble.

"This is Yao Chi holy ground; you will not act out here." A great saint from Yao Chi snorted coldly. "This is a spar; there are winners and losers. Are you trying to disregard Yao Chi's rules?"

"We..." The Ri Yue Shen Jiao great saints felt a chill in their hearts and immediately reined in their aura.

"Instead of causing a scene here, you should go check on your Shen Zi." The Yao Chi great saint added.

"Yes, yes, we were rash." The Ri Yue Shen Jiao great saints hurriedly turned and left. They wouldn't dare ignore Yao Chi's rules even if you gave them ten times the courage. Not even three Quasi-Emperors could stir up trouble here without being suppressed—Yao Chi holy ground was just too powerful.

"You just wait." Though they slunk away, the three great saints cast a icy glare at Ye Chen on the platform before departing. "This grudge will be settled another day."

"Do you think I'm scared?" Ye Chen snorted coldly. He hadn't wanted to make more enemies with Ri Yue Shen Jiao, but Ri Yue Shen Zi had insisted on coming up for a beating, so he obliged.

"Feng Huang Shen Zi, you're next. Let's get this over with quickly." Glancing at the retreating great saints, Ye Chen turned to Feng Huang Shen Zi. "If you want to settle things, get on the stage."

"You'll die a horrible death." Feng Huang Shen Zi stood up, casually cracking his neck with an air of imperial authority and divine mockery, arrogant and unrestrained.