Chapter 670: The Great Chu Explodes

Chapter 670: The Exploding Da Chu

Damn!

The quiet night erupted instantly because of Ye Chen's single statement, and Nan Chu, which had been calm for just a few days, exploded into chaos.

"Qin Yu is still alive?" Many people emerged from their caves, gazing up at the empty sky.

"How is that possible? I saw him get struck to ashes by the thunder tribulation with my own eyes!"

"Over thirty Quasi-Tian Realm experts, more than a thousand Empty Nether Realm cultivators, and even the ancient divine punishment—none of it killed him. Is he really that unstoppable?"

"He's actually still alive." Upon hearing those words, Qingyun Sect burst into an uproar.

"Go check it out—it might be someone impersonating him." Immediately, nine figures shot out from Hengyue Sect, each radiating powerful energy, all genuine Quasi-Tian Realm experts.

"We'll know if it's real or fake once we investigate." From Zhengyang Sect, another nine figures took to the air, all at the Quasi-Tian Realm level. "If it really is Qin Yu, we can't let him escape this time."

"You're actually still alive." A graceful figure followed closely behind, and once she entered the sky, she disguised herself as a man. That figure was, of course, Ji Ningshuang.

"Yu Er, let me take you out for some fresh air." In the Shangguan family of Dongyue Tiancheng, Shangguan Han Yue pulled Shangguan Yu Er into the air.

"What fresh air? You're just going to see your crush!" Shangguan Yu Er couldn't help but smile. "I'm really curious—what kind of person could win your heart, sister?"

"Oh, Yu Er." Shangguan Han Yue blushed and quickened her pace.

"Well, I'll be damned, I just got back and already there's this big show." In Wanhua Valley, the old man Zhuge, who had just sat down in his chair, jumped up again. He glanced at Fu Ling nearby. "Do you want to go take a look?"

"The peak showdown of the younger generation— I wouldn't miss it." Fu Ling smiled lightly and stepped into the sky, with Old Man Zhuge following right after.

"Shangren, it's that Qin Yu again." In a grand hall, a group of people turned to a Taoist in robes. That imposing, immortal-like figure was none other than Ling Zhen Shangren.

"Let's go take a look." Ling Zhen Shangren flicked his sleeves and ascended into the sky, streaking across the horizon like a divine rainbow.

"You're asking for death." In Hengyue Sect's main hall, Yin Zhiping shot to his feet, his mouth twisted in a mocking sneer, his eyes full of malice.

"Stay calm and check the facts first." Beside him, Tongxuan Zhenren spoke gravely. "It's probably someone pretending to be Qin Yu."

"This is stirring up trouble! Why aren't they leaving?" At that moment, Gu Santong, hidden on a small mountain peak, glanced toward Hengyue Sect's main hall.

He was disguised as an ordinary disciple, with a completely unremarkable face that blended into any crowd, though his hiding techniques were quite effective.

Others, like Tianzong Laozu, were doing the same—some transformed into elders, others into disciples, scattered across various corners of Hengyue Sect.

What was certain was that they had positioned themselves close to their targets, ready to act swiftly and avoid any unnecessary complications.

The quiet night was far from peaceful.

Looking down from the sky, it was filled with streaks of flying rainbows shooting from all directions, like streams converging toward Lugu Cangyuan. The numbers were enormous, a rare sight.

What? Qin Yu is still alive?

What? Qin Yu is challenging Yin Zhiping?

These two pieces of news spread like wildfire, first drifting from Nan Chu to Beichu, then sweeping across all of Da Chu.

"Damn, that bastard is like an unkillable beast!" Sighs, exclamations, and shocks formed waves of tides, one crashing over the next, engulfing the entire Da Chu.

"The second on the Fengyun List versus the first—such an epic battle is not to be missed." People set out immediately, and the once-calm Beichu boiled over, with teleportation arrays lighting up one after another.

"Uncle Dugu..." In a mountain valley, Bi You looked at Dugu Ao with hopeful eyes.

"Let's go take a look!" Knowing he couldn't stop Bi You, Dugu Ao stood up and, with a wave of his sleeve, vanished from the valley with her.

"It seems he's finally ready to reveal his identity." In a forest, Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard lightly, gazing toward Nan Chu.

"So much nonsense—let's go." Beside him, Wu San Pao summoned his flying sword, and Taiyi Zhenren followed as a divine rainbow. "This time, it'll be more exciting than ever."

"He's still alive?" In Haotian family's estate in Beizhen Cangyuan, Haotian Shiyue, who had been looking dejected, suddenly stood up, her spirits reignited with their former vibrancy.

"Father..." Haotian Shiyue quickly turned to Haotian Xuanzhen, her eyes full of hope.

"I'll go with you." Haotian Xuanzhen smiled warmly. How could he not see his precious daughter's thoughts? As a senior, he admired Ye Chen's strength and character; as a father, finding such a son-in-law would be a good thing.

"Don't stop me—I want to become sworn brothers with him." In the sky, four divine rainbows streaked by, leaving behind shouts and calls.

Those four were none other than Chen Rongyun, the young master of Zhuojian City; Xu Nuoyan, the holy maiden of Qixi Palace; Li Zhang, the young master of Beihai family; and Wei Wenzhuo, the young master of Xuantian family.

"Luo Xi, the deceased is gone—try to move on." In Danfu of Dan City, Dan Yi gently patted little Luo Xi's head. "Come on, Grandpa will take you out for some fresh air."

"I don't want to go." Luo Xi remained slumped over the railing, her delicately carved face full of exhaustion. At the mention of the deceased, tears welled in her eyes. Through her blurred vision, she saw a youth in a ghost mask— he was Ye Chen.

"I'll go with you, sister. Let's go." Xuan Nu stepped forward, pulling Luo Xi along. It wasn't just for the spectacle; she mainly wanted to get Luo Xi some fresh air. The poor girl hadn't left the house since Ye Chen's death—it would be a miracle if she didn't get sick from being cooped up.

Ah!

Behind them, Dan Chen and Dan Yi both sighed lightly and followed.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Nearly every ancient city in Da Chu echoed with buzzing sounds— the teleportation arrays activating.

There was no helping it; the crowds were massive. Anyone who heard the news wanted to see this person who had been the hottest topic lately and witness what kind of extraordinary youth he was.

This was a blood-red plain, known as Lugu Cangyuan in Da Chu.

The plain had a storied past; long ago, the allied forces led by Chen Huang clashed with the blood clan armies right here. That battle was both world-shaking and devastating, leaving mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, turning Lugu Cangyuan red.

Boom! Boom! Rumbling!

Now, above Lugu Cangyuan, thunderous booms filled the air.

Gazing out, the sky and ground were packed with people, a dense black mass like a surging tide. Their combined aura was so powerful that it made the very sky rumble.

And with each passing second, more people joined from all directions— nearly every force in Da Chu had sent representatives.

All eyes were fixed on the central sky of Lugu Cangyuan.

There, a person sat cross-legged, intently wiping a broken sword. He wore a ghost mask, with the character for "vengeance" carved on his forehead, still seeping blood— a sight that sent chills through anyone who saw him.

"I've lived for hundreds of years and never seen such an incredible junior." Many elder cultivators sighed and clicked their tongues as they looked at Ye Chen.

"How can he survive anything? Is he some kind of monster?"

"Just a few months ago, this guy was only ranked ninety-ninth on the Fengyun List. Now, he's fought his way up to second place. The Fengyun disciples he's killed could form their own massive alliance."

"I've figured it out— this guy doesn't make a move unless it's earth-shattering!" Many people sighed in agreement, their words resonating. From Beichu to Nan Chu, hadn't Ye Chen carved his path through blood? Every deed of his shook the heavens— the title of Fengyun Killing God wasn't just for show.

"But this kid's got guts, that's for sure." Someone marveled. "Daring to come here and challenge like this— the three sects won't let him off easy."

" audacity— do you get it?"

"Holy Lord, who do you think will win between them?" In Tianxuan Men's grand hall, watching the dark masses on the water screen, Fu Ya smiled at Donghuang Tai Xin beside him.

"Who knows?" Donghuang Tai Xin casually replied while fixing her hair in a small mirror. "But that boy really screwed me over. I've lived nearly a thousand years, and that's the first bet I've ever lost. If not for that, Xuan Chen would still be wandering around Tianxuan Men."