Chapter 2170: Dare to Harm Me?

As soon as the words were spoken, a powerful force enveloped Huang Dashan, dispelling the pressure from Zi Fa Laozhe and even forcing Zi Fa Laozhe’s true form to retreat.

This scene shocked all the guests, who without exception turned their gazes toward Ye Chen. The ability to repel a peak Great Saint—could this person be a Quasi-Emperor?

Not only them, but Huang Dashan and the bride thought the same, especially Huang Dashan, who was filled with confusion. Ye Chen was neither a relative nor a close friend; he had gifted a Great Saint weapon earlier and now come to his aid—what could be the reason?

"I must have been blind," Zi Fa Laozhe steadied himself, his old eyes narrowing as he stared at Ye Chen. However, Ye Chen's true appearance was concealed by Zhou Tian, so even with Zi Fa Laozhe’s insight, he could not see through it. Only after probing Ye Chen’s cultivation did he breathe a slight sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't a Quasi-Emperor, everything could be negotiated.

"Disrupting a wedding like this—aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Ye Chen acted as if nothing had happened, pouring himself a full cup of wine and drinking it leisurely.

"A mere Great Saint dares to be so arrogant." Du Jiao Shou Dasheng roared, his horn atop his head flashing with a cold light as he shot out a beam of dark energy.

Ye Chen nearly burst out laughing at those words. You’re just a Great Saint yourself—we're on the same level, so where do you get the confidence to feel superior?

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding rang out as Du Jiao Shou Dasheng's dark energy struck Ye Chen directly, but it failed to break through his defense, only sparking a few embers on his body.

Hiss!

Everyone present drew in a sharp breath. A Great Saint’s attack couldn't even penetrate Ye Chen's defense.

The guests were shocked, as were Zi Fa Laozhe, Bai Yi Qingnian, and Du Jiao Shou Dasheng. This guy was a monster—sitting there without moving and not even feeling the hit.

Zing!

In the midst of the silence, a resonant hum echoed as a golden immortal light flew from Ye Chen’s sleeve, charging straight at Du Jiao Shou Dasheng. The message was clear: you kicked me, so I’ll slap you back—that’s only fair.

His golden immortal light was overwhelmingly dominant, piercing through the void with the power to penetrate anything.

Du Jiao Shou Dasheng's face changed drastically, sensing the aura of annihilation from that golden light. In a flash, he spat out a small shield, which rapidly expanded and hovered in front of him.

Bang! Crack! Pfft!

These three sounds came almost simultaneously. Though Du Jiao Shou Dasheng’s shield was tough, it shattered like paper under Ye Chen’s golden light, and Du Jiao Shou Dasheng himself was pierced through. His powerful physical body turned into a mist of blood in the void, leaving only a fragile primordial spirit teetering on the edge.

Gulp!

The guests swallowed hard in secret. This guy was ridiculously strong.

Zi Fa Laozhe and Bai Yi Qingnian exchanged glances before hurriedly stepping forward to protect Du Jiao Shou Dasheng’s primordial spirit. Looking at Du Jiao Shou Dasheng, his primordial spirit was trembling, his eyes filled with fear as he stared at Ye Chen, certain that another strike would obliterate him.

"With such strength, this daoist friend must be no ordinary figure." The strongest among them, Zi Fa Laozhe, spoke up, fixing his gaze on Ye Chen without wavering, his heart in turmoil.

Ye Chen didn't respond. With a wave of his hand, the three Great Saints standing in the sky were all sent plummeting down. Now that you know my strength, why stand so high?

"You’re going too far." Zi Fa Laozhe staggered but managed to steady himself, his anger exploding like thunder. His combat power instantly reached its peak—he was only half a step from Quasi-Emperor and had some real skill. More than half of the guests present spat out blood from the shock.

Zi Fa Laozhe was incredibly powerful, and behind him materialized a terrifying vision: a massive ferocious beast, its form unclear but its size immense.

Ye Chen didn't even glance at it and simply struck out with another palm.

Pfft!

Zi Fa Laozhe’s vision shattered instantly, and before he could attack, he was defeated without warning, dropping to his knees with a thud. Before he could rise, Ye Chen’s golden palm descended from the sky.

However, at that moment, a illusory figure emerged from Zi Fa Laozhe’s body, blocking Ye Chen’s palm for him.

"A Quasi-Emperor shadow?" The guests exclaimed in surprise, recognizing that the illusory figure was a Quasi-Emperor’s divine ability, like a manifested avatar sealed within a person for emergencies.

"How interesting." Ye Chen sighed. In these heavens where Quasi-Emperors were rare, even seeing one, let alone a shadow, was quite extraordinary.

"My clan has a Quasi-Emperor—how dare you harm me?" Zi Fa Laozhe roared, protected by the Quasi-Emperor shadow as he stood up straight, his back rigid, glaring at Ye Chen with gritted teeth and a ferocious expression.

He shouldn't have spoken. His outburst prompted Ye Chen to strike out with another palm.

The Quasi-Emperor shadow snorted coldly, stepping forward to guard Zi Fa Laozhe and meeting Ye Chen’s palm head-on, only to be forced back step by step, nearly dissipating.

Ye Chen clicked his tongue in disappointment. Having lost half his origin, his combat power was greatly diminished. If his origin were intact, this casual palm would have destroyed the Quasi-Emperor shadow and taken Zi Fa Laozhe with it.

"Junior, you have angered me." The Quasi-Emperor shadow spoke, its voice desolate and vast, its deep eyes displaying scenes of destruction. Or rather, it wasn't the shadow speaking—it was the Quasi-Emperor's true self, using the shadow as a medium to address them.

Ye Chen finished his cup of wine and glanced over, his eyes flashing with brilliant golden light.

The Quasi-Emperor shadow trembled, intimidated by Ye Chen’s gaze into stepping back, its finger shaking as it pointed at him. "You—you are—"

"Is it you coming to find me, or should I go to you?"

"C-come, this old one will come at once." The Quasi-Emperor shadow’s body shook uncontrollably, mirroring the fear of its true self.

The people present were shocked again, especially Zi Fa Laozhe, Du Jiao Shou Dasheng, and Bai Yi Qingnian, whose faces turned deathly pale. Even a Quasi-Emperor was this afraid—what kind of existence had they provoked?

Ye Chen acted as if he hadn't noticed, continuing to sit and drink his wedding wine.

Silence fell over the scene, a dead quiet. The most bewildered was Huang Dashan, who still didn't know who Ye Chen was or why he was helping—had his luck finally turned?

As for Zi Fa Laozhe and Du Jiao Shou Dasheng, they stood rigidly, not daring to move, sweat pouring down as they realized the gravity of what they had stirred.

Compared to them, Bai Yi Qingnian tried to sneak away. But as he retreated, Ye Chen extended his hand, pulling the already-vanished Bai Yi Qingnian back. His Great Saint-level flesh and bones were crushed by Ye Chen, and his primordial spirit struggled futilely against the restraints.

The guests sighed at the sight. Bai Yi Qingnian was foolish—if he'd just stayed put, he might have survived. But now, even a Quasi-Emperor feared this person—did he think he could escape?

"You can't kill me—you can't!" Bai Yi Qingnian struggled and howled, not forgetting to invoke his backing. "My clan has submitted to the Taotie Clan."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow at that, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. He hadn't intended to kill Bai Yi Qingnian, but if it involved the Taotie Clan, he had no choice.

With a exertion of force in his hand, Bai Yi Qingnian, still roaring, was instantly reduced to ashes.

He died quite unjustly. If he'd stayed still, he could have lived; even after being caught, if he'd kept quiet, he might have survived. But his recklessness in mentioning the Taotie Clan sealed his fate. If only he knew Ye Chen's identity—after all, the Taowu Clan had already been wiped out—who would fear the Taotie Clan?

With a Great Saint destroyed, no one in the room, whether guests, Zi Fa Laozhe, or Du Jiao Shou Dasheng, dared to breathe loudly, afraid Ye Chen might decide to continue his rampage.

The silence was eventually broken by the arrival of another person.

The Quasi-Emperor had come—a white-robed elder who had rushed over, panting heavily.

"You wretch." The white-robed Quasi-Emperor landed and slapped Zi Fa Laozhe, also hitting Du Jiao Shou Dasheng for good measure. He was quite the actor, doing all this for Ye Chen’s benefit—who would have thought the Holy Body would appear in the Lei Domain?

Only after striking them did the white-robed Quasi-Emperor wipe his sweat and bow to Ye Chen. "This old one is Fa Shan; I have seen the Holy Body."

His words hit like thunder, shaking everyone's hearts. Ye Chen instantly became the center of attention—he was the legendary Ancient Holy Body, the tenth emperor of Grand Chu, the ruthless one who had slain a Great Emperor.

Zi Fa Laozhe and Du Jiao Shou Dasheng couldn't even stand, collapsing to the ground. Now they knew exactly who they had provoked—a figure so ruthless that even a Quasi-Emperor feared him, having killed a Great Emperor.

Ye Chen finally stood up, ignoring the others and focusing only on the white-robed Quasi-Emperor. With a wave, he performed the Emperor Dao Separation, extracting a strand of black qi from the Quasi-Emperor's body—it was the origin of the Heavenly Demon.

From the moment he saw the Quasi-Emperor shadow, he had known the true self harbored this origin; otherwise, why waste time here?

The white-robed Quasi-Emperor’s face changed dramatically upon seeing the Heavenly Demon origin.

"Senior, we are of the same root—why must we turn on each other so fiercely?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

The Quasi-Emperor’s thoughts were interrupted, understanding Ye Chen’s meaning. In the past, when the Heavenly Demons invaded, the Lei Domain had resisted, but after their defeat, internal wars broke out—it was indeed regrettable.

"The Holy Body's words are wise; this old one will remember them." The white-robed Quasi-Emperor conceded and turned to leave.

Zi Fa Laozhe and Du Jiao Shou Dasheng trembled as they approached Ye Chen, bowed, and then hastily followed the white-robed Quasi-Emperor. Zi Fa Laozhe didn't go far before turning back, handing a divine pearl to Huang Dashan with a chuckle. "A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

After the three left, the venue fell silent once more.

A few breaths later, the guests snapped out of it and gathered around, collectively bowing to Ye Chen. He was a god, a war god.

Ye Chen smiled and with a flick of his sleeve, a soul jade slip fell into Huang Dashan's hand. Then he turned and vanished, leaving only a faint voice. "After the wedding night, crush it."

"I shall follow the Holy Body’s decree." Huang Dashan stammered, still in a daze. His seized treasures had been returned, he gained a Great Saint weapon, befriended the Holy Body, and married a beautiful wife—it was three joys in one.

Ye Chen had left, but the guests remained, surrounding Huang Dashan completely. The Holy Body had slain Great Saints and challenged a Quasi-Emperor for him—their relationship must be extraordinary. This was an opportunity to curry favor.

Outside the city, Ye Chen and the female Holy Body had already stepped into the void, following a certain aura toward a direction. It was the Quasi-Emperor of Bai Yi Qingnian’s clan. Since they had submitted to the Taotie Clan, there was no need to let them live and risk harming the heavens.

"If one day I become an enemy of the heavens, what would you do?"

"Become an enemy?"

"What would you do?" The female Holy Body turned her head, her gaze steady, not joking.

"Capture you, have my way first, then..."

Smack.