Chapter 655: Picking a Fight

Chapter 655: Finding Trouble

The night was pitch black, and the wind was bitterly cold.

In a cluster of silent mountains, tranquility was shattered by a disheveled figure tumbling down.

Under the faint moonlight, it was barely visible as a graceful silhouette, dressed in purple robes and enveloped in radiant divine glow, with a face of unparalleled beauty, a true marvel of the world.

Though her demeanor was extraordinary, her condition was poor. Her robes were stained with blood, and a wound on her jade shoulder still shimmered with an eerie light, draining her vital energy and preventing the injury from healing.

Pfft!

As she spoke, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her face turning instantly pale.

Behind her, three blood-red figures followed at a steady pace.

In the dim moonlight, they were three people cloaked in blood robes, shrouded in bloody aura that obscured their faces. Only their blood-red eyes, glowing with a sinister light, were visible, making them terrifyingly ominous in the darkness.

"If we can't catch the Huanggu Shengti, grabbing a Daoling Zhiti will still make this trip worthwhile." The three bared their rows of ghastly white teeth, their faces twisting into grotesque expressions.

"The fifth on the Fengyun Bang is nothing special."

"Who exactly are you?" The woman in purple staggered slightly and stared coldly at the three.

"You don't need to know that." The three chuckled eerily, surging with overwhelming bloody energy as they slowly advanced toward the woman in purple.

But at that moment, a figure clad in golden light suddenly appeared, losing his footing and sprawling out in a spread-eagle position on the ground, landing right between the three blood-robed figures and the woman in purple.

That person was, of course, Ye Chen.

He had just emerged from a space black hole, intending to make a grand entrance, but instead tripped and ended up in an awkward mess.

Ugh!

Quickly, Ye Chen grimaced and scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state.

"Kid, been off to another spin in the space black hole?" As soon as Ye Chen stood up, the voice of Taixu Ancient Dragon echoed in his divine sea. It seemed Taixu Ancient Dragon had been waiting for him to appear and finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing him emerge full of energy.

"Otherwise, how would I have evaded the pursuit?" Ye Chen dusted off his clothes repeatedly.

"I told you, no matter what, you always manage to survive."

"That goes without saying—who am I, after all? I'm..." Ye Chen flicked his head, about to fix his hair, when he noticed four pairs of eyes staring at him with strange expressions.

Realizing this, Ye Chen froze. He had been so caught up chatting with Taixu Ancient Dragon that he hadn't noticed the other four people.

Glancing at the three blood-robed figures and the woman in purple, their expressions were truly odd, their eyes clearly saying: Where did you pop up from, muttering to yourself without even noticing us four living people?

Uh-heh-heh!

Ye Chen gave an awkward laugh. "My bad, my bad—my eyesight isn't great. You all carry on."

With that, Ye Chen chuckled dryly again and turned to leave.

"Halt." One of the blood-robed figures spoke in a chilling tone, his eyes glowing with an eerie light as he narrowed them at Ye Chen. Upon seeing the Gui Ming mask on Ye Chen and the "仇" character on his forehead, his eyes burst with intense fiery light.

"Qin Yu." Another blood-robed figure recognized him and spoke up, his eyes also burning with greed.

"You're still alive." The third blood-robed figure flashed a sinister grin, baring his white teeth.

"Under the ancient divine punishment, and yet you survived." The woman in purple was equally shocked, as if she knew about the events from a few days ago, when the killer god Qin Yu was ambushed and perished under his own heavenly tribulation.

"You all know me?" Ye Chen looked at the four with a puzzled expression.

"Know you? Of course we do." One of the blood-robed figures grinned even more sinisterly.

Uh!

Ye Chen replied casually and shook his head, about to walk away.

But just as he lifted his foot, a sinister blood-red hand suddenly lunged from behind to grab him.

Damn, an ambush?

Ye Chen, seasoned from countless battles, reacted swiftly—he was usually the one ambushing others, not the other way around.

In a flash, he spun around and shattered the blood-red hand with a punch, then eyed the three with interest. "I said, I didn't provoke you or mess with you. Acting like this will get you killed."

"The killer god Qin Yu is indeed exceptional." One of the blood-robed figures licked his lips, his eyes full of greed. "The fresh blood of the Huanggu Shengti is truly enticing. If we capture you, our master will be pleased."

"I was planning to go home and get some sleep, but since you're acting so high and mighty, I think I need to teach you a lesson." As Ye Chen spoke, he drew his Ba Long Dao, blew on it, and wiped it with his sleeve.

"I like confident people." One of the blood-robed figures chuckled eerily.

In the next instant, he vanished like a ghost and appeared in front of Ye Chen, slashing down with a palm.

Roar!

A mighty roar echoed through the mountains, carrying the power of thunder and the sound of dragon cries, incredibly domineering. Vast swaths of forests toppled, and entire peaks cracked apart.

Pfft!

Then came the sound of someone spitting blood.

At the scene, the one who had struck at Ye Chen with his palm hadn't landed it—instead, he staggered back, his vision going dark and filled with stars, barely able to stand.

It was no surprise he couldn't steady himself. Attacking Ye Chen so boldly from the front, he hadn't anticipated Ye Chen's lightning-fast reaction and was nearly sent flying by a Kuang Long Tian Nu roar.

"Being cocky requires the skills to back it up." Ye Chen had already struck. While the attacker was still dazed, he swung his dao and charged, slashing horizontally without another word.

"You're asking for it." At the same time, the other two blood-robed figures attacked—one gripping a great seal, the other forming a dark glow with his hand.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Three sprays of fresh blood splattered in succession. Ye Chen decapitated one blood-robed figure with his dao, but he suffered severe injuries in return—a bloody hole pierced through his chest, his entire sacred body deformed from the impact.

This scene shocked everyone, including the woman in purple, who never expected Ye Chen to forgo any defense—he focused on killing while taking the hits, determined to eliminate one of them even at great cost.

"That was a Zhun Tianjing expert!" The woman in purple looked horrified, unable to believe that a genuine Zhun Tianjing cultivator had been beheaded in a single exchange.

Little did she know, after passing his heavenly tribulation, Ye Chen's combat prowess was overwhelmingly dominant.

More crucially, Ye Chen's soul level was at the Tian Jie rank, and a typical Zhun Tianjing cultivator caught off guard by an attack couldn't withstand it. The Kuang Long Tian Nu roar had left that blood-robed figure temporarily stunned, allowing for the instant kill.

Ye Chen knew that in a full battle, even he would have to exert effort, as it was still a Zhun Tianjing cultivator.

The most frustrated was the blood-robed figure whose head Ye Chen had severed—he died feeling utterly wronged. He might not have been the strongest Zhun Tianjing, but he was certainly the most absurdly killed, taken out head-on.

"You bastard!"

The other two blood-robed figures erupted in fury, their auras surging wildly, bloody energy rampaging around them, encircled by blood-red dragon qi.

Boom! Boom!

Their presences were incredibly powerful, both at Zhun Tianjing, their pressures making the void rumble. Two massive mountains collapsed under the strain.

"Hah, trying to intimidate me?" Ye Chen sneered, his golden vital energy surging, golden divine light exploding forth, his entire body radiating brilliant golden glow, making him strikingly dazzling in the night.

"Exterminate him!" One of the blood-robed figures attacked, summoning a blood-red killing sword that pierced through the void, aimed straight at Ye Chen's brow.

"This sword is quite good." Ye Chen didn't use any divine abilities; he simply extended a golden hand and seized the blood-red killing sword, holding it firm no matter how it vibrated.

Break!

With a light shout from Ye Chen, the sword's spirit was destroyed on the spot, and he stowed the blood-red killing sword into his storage bag.

However, he paid a price for it. The sword was no ordinary weapon, and even with his dominant Huanggu Shengti physique, his palm was left bloody and torn. The invading killing energy still raged within him.