Chapter 2707: Entering Chaos (2)

Boom! Rumble!

Outside Buzhou Shan, the sky was filled with the sounds of thunderous booming. There were too many people, and their combined momentum was immense, merging into a single powerful force. Even their fierce battle banners made the heavens tremble.

Looking at the heavenly soldiers and generals, more than ninety percent had already drawn their bows and arrows, ready to shoot. But who would have thought that before they could fire, Ye Chen had dashed back into Buzhou Shan like a wisp of smoke, his legs moving with incredible speed.

In a corner of the army, Shura Tian Zun sighed and pulled a long face. He had watched with his own eyes as Ye Chen walked out, clutching an ancient book and utterly absorbed in it. He had almost shouted out in alarm.

However, he was a step too late. The timely wolf howl from inside the mountain had come just in time.

The group of Xian Jun stroked their beards, noting that the immortal venerables' predictions were spot on—Ye Chen was indeed in Buzhou Shan. Their only regret was that they hadn't captured him immediately.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Inside Buzhou Shan, Ye Chen clicked his tongue as he gazed out at the world. He thought to himself that the Tian Ting army must have dog-like noses to track him here.

Even with the composure of an emperor, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If he hadn't been startled awake earlier, he would have walked straight to the Yellow Springs Road and even drunk a bowl of Meng Po soup along the way. That Wordless Heavenly Book was not something to be read casually—one slip, and he might end up at the gates of the underworld.

"Stop hiding; we can see you."

A loud shout came from outside the mountain, from Zi Yang Xian Jun, who stood among the Tian Ting army, bellowing loudly. He was wrapped in more than one layer of armor.

"Come in if you dare."

Ye Chen sneered, his tone full of provocation. He shouted back mockingly, thinking, You're making all this noise, but I don't believe you'd dare enter. I'd hammer you to death if you did.

Sure enough, Zi Yang Xian Jun didn't dare. Buzhou Shan was a forbidden ground, and he had been there before, nearly losing his life. That night remained a lifelong shadow for him, so how could he possibly risk going in again?

"Kill Ye Chen, and you shall be made a king on the spot."

A sinister laugh echoed from within the Tian Ting army, from Yin Ming himself, standing on his jade chariot. His words spread through the ranks, heavy with authority.

At his command, Ji Mie Xian Zun was the first to move, striding across the universe. Dao Mie Xian Zun, Tian Mie Xian Zun, and Xu Mie Xian Zun followed without delay.

Behind them came waves of figures, all peak Zhun Di experts.

Ye Chen saw them coming and turned to run. He had just fought the heavenly demon's evil thoughts and was covered in wounds, his combat strength greatly diminished. A direct battle would mean certain death.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ji Mie Xian Zun snorted coldly and chased after him, stepping on the rocks. Since Ye Chen couldn't fly, neither could he, and the same went for the peak Zhun Di experts behind him.

Ye Chen smirked and headed straight for a dangerous area.

This so-called dangerous ground was full of evil spirits. As soon as anyone stepped in, the spirits would manifest, attacking him and bringing calamity to the old fools chasing him.

"There's no escape to heaven or earth."

Behind him, cold shouts rang out, full of menace.

The peak Zhun Di experts ran faster than rabbits, pursuing fiercely. They were after Ye Chen's life, but also eager to capture him. That guy had swallowed an emperor-level divine pill, which was undoubtedly a treasure.

The Dan Shen wanted to devour Ye Chen, and these peak Zhun Di experts felt the same way. It could be their chance to become an emperor!

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The rumbling had already begun. Ye Chen fled for his life up front, while Ji Mie Xian Zun and the others pursued relentlessly, hurling divine abilities as they went. They missed Ye Chen but blasted many rock walls to pieces.

Ahead, mist swirled around a mountain valley—the same one where phoenix flowers had once bloomed. At first glance, it looked calm and serene, nothing special, but inside lurked countless evil spirits.

Ye Chen charged in without a second thought, diving straight in. If he was going to stir things up, they might as well all have fun together. Let's see if their numbers were greater or if the valley's evil spirits were more plentiful. At worst, it would turn into a free-for-all brawl!

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ji Mie Xian Zun and the others swept in with rolling murderous aura, a huge group charging into the valley, all acting tough.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Immediately, piercing roars erupted as evil spirits crawled out from the ground. They came in all shapes, their expressions twisted and hideous, like demons from hell.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Blood sprayed everywhere, flowers of blood blooming in the air.

Though the Tian Ting experts were numerous, the evil spirits were even more so, covering the mountains and fields. They were extremely powerful, intent on devouring everyone who had entered the valley.

"Damn it."

"Retreat."

"Go around the valley."

Ji Mie Xian Zun snorted and cleaved an evil spirit in two with his sword. As the first to enter, he was also the first to turn and flee.

He had been to Buzhou Shan before and knew this place well. In his haste to chase, he hadn't watched his step and had blundered right in.

His entry triggered a chain reaction—a whole crowd followed him in, caught off guard and slaughtered en masse by the evil spirits.

They fled, but Ye Chen did not. Dragging his blood-soaked body, he fought his way out from the other side of the valley. By the time he emerged, he was barely clinging to life.

The Tian Ting experts were like sticky plaster, already skirting around the valley and surging toward him en masse, all radiating killing intent. There were tens of thousands of peak Zhun Di experts.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The night in Buzhou Shan grew even more chaotic, with explosions echoing from all directions. From a high vantage point, one could see mountain peaks collapsing one after another.

"What's going on? Why all this commotion?"

"Has some rare treasure appeared?"

"Even if it has, the noise is way too big."

The immortals still searching for a way out in Buzhou Shan all climbed onto rocks, scanning the surroundings.

"I have a feeling a lot of people have entered Buzhou Shan."

On a remote, desolate mountain, Huo De Xing Jun gazed into the distance, stroking his chin.

"I say, that guy looks awfully familiar!"

Shui De Xing Jun stroked his chin as well, spotting a blood-drenched figure in one direction. The man was wielding a bloodstained iron staff and heading their way.

"Ye... Ye Chen?"

"He's in Buzhou Shan too?"

"Get out of the way."

Ye Chen cursed as he barreled through, knocking the two startled Xing Jun flying. They had just gotten up, their feet unsteady, when the crowd behind him came rushing in, sending them flying even farther.

They weren't the only ones to suffer—other immortals who had come to check out the commotion were knocked over by Ye Chen on his way through, and the pursuers behind him were even rougher.

As a result, along the path of chase and escape, countless people were sent tumbling, with bangs and thuds everywhere.

Only then did the disheveled immortals realize why Buzhou Shan was so lively—with Ye Chen around, how could it not be? Wherever he went, chaos followed.

"Destroy Ye Chen, and you shall be made a king on the spot."

The Xian Zun's shouts echoed throughout Buzhou Shan. They had spotted the other immortals and figured, since they were from Tian Ting, they could lend a hand. Even blocking Ye Chen for a moment would buy time—that guy was running too fast.

"We're not touching that—we've got better sense."

Over eighty percent of the immortals muttered the same thing, their minds clear. That was Ye Chen, a genuine tough customer who had shrugged off millions before. They weren't about to poke that bear.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The rumbling spread outside the mountain, making the heavenly soldiers and generals perk up their ears. They all stood on tiptoe, peering ahead, though few dared to enter. They couldn't see what was happening inside, but they could hear the shouts, explosions, and wails of malevolent ghosts, which made their souls tremble.

"Kill, kill for me!"

Yin Ming roared furiously, swinging his killing sword and screaming hysterically. More Zhun Di experts banded together and charged into Buzhou Shan.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zi Yang Xian Jun's howls were equally loud. With Yin Ming bellowing from his jade chariot, Zi Yang was shouting from below, his voice booming—though he stayed put, just jumping in place.

He might have been better off keeping quiet. As soon as he opened his mouth, Yin Ming kicked him forward. "You're a peak Zhun Di too—go kill for me!"

In the distance, Shura Tian Zun watched and nearly laughed.

There was a saying that fit perfectly: The bird that sticks its head out gets shot. Why not just stay put and keep quiet? Now you've jumped out for attention and shown off your voice—look, your master just sent you in.

Zi Yang Xian Jun's face darkened, and he regretted not slapping himself twice.

It was all because of his big mouth.

Shura Tian Zun withdrew his gaze and, through the sea of people, glanced at Yin Ming. He wondered if there was a chance to send that guy to the Yellow Springs amid the chaos.

"Don't be reckless—the jade chariot is surrounded by many Xian Zun."

Si Ming quickly warned him.

The Tian Zun didn't respond, but Si Ming could see it, and so could he. Having been hunted by Ye Chen once, Yin Ming had learned his lesson and now had heavy guards. Even at full strength, Shura Tian Zun couldn't get near him.

Tian Ting was full of talent, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers everywhere. Their foundation was incredibly deep.

As he watched, the rumbling from Buzhou Shan faded—or rather, the Xian Zun had lost sight of Ye Chen during the chase and were now cursing in frustration.

As for Ye Chen, he had dragged his blood-soaked body back to that mountain crevice. This was too big a scene for him to handle alone—he needed backup.

Clearly, Xuan Di's shadow was that backup.

Returning to the spot, he didn't see Xuan Di's shadow. Ye Chen looked around and fixed his gaze on the rock wall—Xuan Di's shadow was hidden inside.

Ye Chen extended his iron staff and knocked on it a few times, as if to say, Come out and chat!

He knocked, but Xuan Di's shadow didn't respond and stayed put.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, stuck his iron staff in the ground, lifted his robe, and pulled out his little brother, splashing some water on the rock wall.

"You bastard."

There it was—watering worked. Xuan Di's shadow emerged, his face as dark as thunder, cursing up a storm. The stench was overpowering!

"People are after me."

Ye Chen shook himself off.

"Why haven't they killed you yet?"

Xuan Di's shadow's face grew even darker. The shadow of a great emperor like Xuan Di, sprayed with urine? What a disgrace to his legacy!

"This is your territory—you have to help me."

Ye Chen grinned. "Lend me a divine weapon, and I'll go out and smash those bastards."

"I don't have one."

"Stop messing around—you definitely do."

"I'm telling you, I really don't."

"Come on, line up."

Ye Chen summoned his clones, arranging them in a neat row. They all lifted their robes, ready to pull out their little brothers for some sun and a splash of water.

"Stop!"

Xuan Di's shadow raised his hand, like a traffic officer halting a vehicle.

Sure enough, whether it was Ye Chen's true self or his clones, their sudden urge vanished, forcefully held back. They all blinked, staring at Xuan Di's shadow. See? We knew you had one.

Xuan Di's shadow tucked his hands behind his back and circled Ye Chen, sizing him up and down, even pinching his arms and legs now and then.

He thought his own Xuan Di was shameless enough, but who knew there were waves pushing the waves ahead on the Yangtze? How many years did it take to produce someone like this?