Chapter 875: He's Gone

Chapter 875: The Person is Gone

Boom! Bang! Rumble!

In the pitch-black night, thunder roared like bolts of lightning, shaking the heavens and earth.

Gazing from afar, the world occupied by Xingchen Dao Shen and Huo Zun was completely enveloped in a light of utter destruction.

Such massive commotion drew attention from all directions, with crowds rushing in from every side, their expressions filled with shock as they watched the two battle fiercely.

"In Da Chu today, with Ye Chen and Yin Zhi Ping already dead, the only ones who can rival Huo Zun are the Xuan Ling Zhi Ti and the Sha Shou Shen Chao Sheng Zi. But this person is holding his own against Huo Zun—what's his background?" Many people stared at Xingchen Dao Shen with confusion.

"If I'm not mistaken, it must be Ye Xingchen," an elder cultivator said, gently stroking his beard.

"No way!" Someone scratched their head, looking at the elder. "I know about Ye Xingchen—he doesn't have that level of power."

"Are you questioning me?"

"No, no, not at all." The person gave a dry laugh. "If you say it is, then it is!"

"Still, Ye Xingchen looks so much like Ye Chen," someone mused. "Their bloodlines, their divine abilities—they're practically identical to Ye Chen's!"

"Don't be ridiculous. Ye Chen is already dead."

"I'll cut you down today!" Amid the discussions, Huo Zun's thunderous roar echoed from the distance.

"With what?" Although Xingchen Dao Shen was at a disadvantage, he remained overwhelmingly aggressive, attacking relentlessly without defending—an all-out strategy where he'd harm the enemy at a thousand to his own eight hundred. You punch me, and I'll kick you back, even if it kills me.

Immediately, the battle escalated. The two stood in their respective domains, clashing with secret techniques in a dazzling display.

Oh my goodness!

Because Xingchen Dao Shen was recklessly expending energy, Ye Chen, who had just stepped out of the teleportation array, nearly stumbled and fell. With his dao body frequently injured, his true self was still affected to some degree.

Halt!

As soon as he steadied himself, Ye Chen heard shouts ringing out one after another.

Only then did he realize that the ancient city he had arrived in had an eerie atmosphere. Everywhere he looked, there were strong members of Shi Xue Dian, and their numbers were substantial.

Everyone teleported in from outside had formed a long line, while Shi Xue Dian's experts were checking each person individually, all of them looking fierce and menacing.

It wasn't just outsiders—even the locals in the ancient city were being inspected, leaving everyone in a state of panic.

"Hey, brother, what's going on here?" Ye Chen patted the burly man standing in front of him.

"Who the hell knows what Shi Xue Dian is up to?" The burly man had a gruff voice but kept it low, afraid of being overheard by Shi Xue Dian's experts.

"You guys have no idea!" A weaselly old man twirled his mustache. "Shi Xue Dian lost a treasure, so they're scouring everywhere for the thief."

"What kind of treasure is making such a big fuss?" The burly man scratched his head. "I've been through over a dozen ancient cities, and I've been checked more than ten times."

"Ever heard of Yan Luo Shan?" The old man grinned slyly at Ye Chen and the burly man.

"Yeah." Ye Chen coughed, figuring out what Shi Xue Dian was after.

"Nope." The burly man shook his head.

"Move it, keep going—I'm talking to you!" As the three chatted, shouts erupted from nearby.

Among those being checked were powerful cultivators, but none dared to resist, as the ancient city was swarming with Shi Xue Dian's experts. Even a Kong Ming Jing master would be wiped out, let alone a Zhun Tian Jing one.

That mirror!

At the back of the line, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, focusing on a massive spiritual mirror standing not far away. Everyone under inspection had to pass through its light—nothing hidden could escape its gaze.

Xuan Ji Jing!

Ye Chen murmured to himself, recognizing the mirror's origin and purpose.

The so-called Xuan Ji Jing was used by major forces, especially intelligence agencies, to identify spies.

But such spiritual mirrors were extremely valuable—crafted from rare materials—which meant that although various forces possessed them, they had few in number and wouldn't deploy them lightly.

The fact that Shi Xue Dian had brought out the Xuan Ji Jing showed they were furious with Ye Chen and were dead set on finding him.

"It's probably going to reveal my true face." Ye Chen cursed under his breath, knowing he couldn't avoid the Xuan Ji Jing's scrutiny.

He wasn't afraid of the experts in the ancient city, but under the current circumstances, he'd transferred ninety percent of his power to his dao body. Now, he only had one percent of his peak strength left—if a major attack came, he'd be finished right there.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen glanced at the battle between his dao body and Huo Zun.

Those two were fighting like madmen. To hold back Huo Zun, Xingchen Dao Shen was going all out, like he'd been injected with stimulants, desperately clinging on and leaving Huo Zun in a sorry state.

"If I recall my power now, will he get kicked to death by Huo Zun?" Watching his dao body's rampage, Ye Chen couldn't help stroking his chin.

"You—I'm talking to you. Come here." As Ye Chen muttered to himself, a Shi Xue Dian expert shouted, pointing directly at him.

Ye Chen coughed and stepped forward anyway, steeling himself. He swayed his head side to side, deliberately avoiding the Xuan Ji Jing—if he glanced at it, the whole ancient city would erupt in chaos.

"Take off your mask." The elder in charge of the inspection narrowed his eyes at Ye Chen.

"Wow, that woman isn't wearing any clothes!" Instead of complying, Ye Chen let out a howl, tilting his head back with his eyes wide open.

"No clothes? Where?" His words made everyone in the ancient city look up, including the Shi Xue Dian elder checking him—they all craned their necks in unison.

But the stunning scene they imagined didn't appear. The sky was empty, with not even a bird in sight, let alone a naked woman.

Realizing they'd been tricked, everyone turned their gazes back toward Ye Chen in unison.

And what they saw was unbelievable—the person was gone.

Seize him!

The Shi Xue Dian elder erupted in fury.

Where do you think you're going?

Hidden Shi Xue Dian experts lunged out, blocking Ye Chen's escape route.

The clever Ye Chen was smacked down on the spot.

Ouch!

Ye Chen clutched his face, grimacing in pain. With only one percent of his power, even a Kong Ming Jing ninth-level expert's slap had floored him.

By now, Shi Xue Dian's experts had surrounded him from all sides—all elders, their faces flushed with anger, not just from Ye Chen's trick, but thoroughly enraged by it.

How embarrassing!

Facing the encroaching crowd, Ye Chen felt a stomachache coming on.

In the past, he could've taken down these minions single-handedly, but things were different now. With only one percent of his strength, any one of them could stomp him.

"Is that kid out of his mind?" Seeing Ye Chen surrounded, the burly man earlier smirked.

"With that level of skill, he dares to mess with Shi Xue Dian? Must've lost his marbles," the weaselly old man said, stroking his mustache meaningfully.

"I thought there really was a naked beauty up there!"

"You're dreaming!"

"How dare you trick me? You're asking for it." Over there, the Shi Xue Dian expert reached out, forming a massive hand to grab Ye Chen and take him away for interrogation.

But at that very moment, the previously listless Ye Chen suddenly had a beam of light burst from his head, shooting straight into the clouds. His vital energy surged like roaring flames.

Boom!

Perhaps due to the sudden surge in his aura, a nearby pavilion collapsed with a thunderous crash. Everyone present, especially those with weaker cultivation, were knocked down in waves.

"You..." The Shi Xue Dian expert's face changed drastically, stunned by the abrupt turn of events as if struck by lightning.

"Damn it, don't mess with me like that!" In Ye Chen's mind, Xingchen Dao Shen's furious scolding echoed.

Ye Chen's sudden withdrawal of power had sent him, who was gearing up for another eight hundred rounds with Huo Zun, flying with a single slap, crashing through over a dozen mountains before stopping.