"Lord Chen, you must not believe their words," Vivian said, unable to hold back any longer, "they are nothing but a bunch of liars; they were attacking with all their might just a moment ago, and now they are desperately trying to dissociate themselves from it, how hypocritical." Even someone as kind and gentle as Vivian felt indignant.
Liu Pei said urgently, "Miss, you can eat whatever you want, but you mustn’t talk nonsense like that, how could we dare harm Lord Chen? Lord Chen, you have to recognize right from wrong."
Yet, the Thirteenth Prince snorted coldly, "Just now, they clearly wanted to kill Lord Chen, but now they’re desperately trying to wash their hands of it. This group of people is truly hypocritical enough to be laughable."
A group of Trialists became anxious; they didn’t want to be enemies with Ye Chen. However, someone sneered in the shadows, "Is he just a Ye Chen? Do you really think he can withstand the attacks of hundreds of us Trialists? Ridiculous, not even a Super Martial God could, let alone him. He must’ve used some tricks unknown to us. Everyone, attack, kill him, there’s no need to be afraid."
Another voice was stirring the pot, "At this point, do we really want to keep the peace? Since we’ve already sown the seeds of disaster, we should eradicate them. If we all work together, killing Ye Chen will be easy."
"Right, do you think Ye Chen would let us off?"
Quietly, many people were speaking up, fanning the flames and inciting the strong to kill Ye Chen.
It must be said that this proposal truly tempted many, for Ye Chen was too powerful, a huge threat to everyone. Moreover, they had all made their move earlier, and given Ye Chen’s character, it was unlikely he’d let bygones be bygones.
Ye Chen’s gaze swept over everyone, saying, "Who is it, come out."
He was seeking the few people who were stirring the pot in the shadows.
But the person in the shadows responded with a cold sneer, "Who would run out? If you want to find me, just come at me, I’m not afraid of you."
"Heh heh, do you really think you’re someone special? If you can, then find us."
"Are you really seeking to force my hand?" Ye Chen let out a strand of cold laughter, and then his figure suddenly disappeared. In the next moment, he appeared abruptly among the strong, arriving in front of a gaunt man. He grabbed the Trialist’s neck with one hand, lifting him effortlessly as if holding a small chicken; the man was entirely unable to struggle, and even the True Essence Power within his body was instantly restrained, rendering him immobile.
Ye Chen looked at the gaunt man and said coldly, "Do you have any last words now?"
The man’s face changed drastically, clearly not expecting Ye Chen to see through his prideful hidden methods, but he still argued, "Lord Chen, you’re misunderstanding me, I haven’t been spreading bad rumors about you behind your back."
"Still arguing even now, you really brought this misfortune upon yourself." Ye Chen’s palm suddenly exerted force, and a burst of golden light exploded!
The person suddenly exploded into a Blood Mist, killed on the spot in full view of everyone, and so unexpectedly that almost no one could react.
Then, Ye Chen’s eyes became like a tangible substance as he looked at the others, saying, "Three more."
Soon, three more people were blown apart, all killed in an instant.
Everyone was stunned.
The swift and unhesitating killing spree shook the remaining Trialists to the core. It was as if a Great Demon King was at work, terrifying them.
"And you all, I remember that each of you made a move."
Ye Chen’s words caused a tremble in their hearts. Could it be that Ye Chen truly intended to go on a killing spree? The terrible intent to kill spread continuously, making everyone’s hearts quiver with the knowledge that danger was imminent.
"What are we waiting for?" someone shouted, "It’s clear that Ye Chen wants to engage in a massacre. He is a Great Demon King; we need to unite and confront this Demon King—attack!"
Their cries won the agreement of many. It seemed highly likely that Ye Chen intended to carry out a mass slaughter because they had all attacked earlier, leading to injuries to Xia Yang and others, even to the point of coughing blood.
Many Trialists made their move, unleashing streams of True Essence Power, Innate Martial Techniques, Innate Condensation—all without holding back—bombarding the area where Ye Chen was. They were putting all their strength into subduing Ye Chen.
They all felt a dreadful killing intent spreading, emanating from the Crownless King Ye Chen, who harboured genuine intent to kill and wished to execute a great slaughter.
Thus, they all struck without reservation, aiming to take down Ye Chen, or else it would be their turn to face danger.
However, Ye Chen stood unfazed by it all. Attack after attack came at him like raindrops, but he was utterly fearless. Golden light spread from underneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he moved laterally with the Thirteenth Prince and others, avoiding all attacks instantaneously. In just a moment, all the assaults ended in vain.
In the next moment, Ye Chen appeared with the others at the edge of the Divine Little World, near the passageway leading to the outside world. He unleashed a brilliant golden light, sweeping away all obstacles with ease, unstoppable, ready to safely pass through and return to the outside world at any time.
After consuming the Blood Pill, Xia Yang felt surging Blood Qi within his body, the fluctuations intense. He sat down cross-legged; he was about to breakthrough, to truly reach the Martial God Realm, undisturbed by others.
Ye Chen performed Divine Arts, manifesting the Holy Lotus Seal, a zhang large. The lotus flower blossomed, revealing a platform on which he placed Xia Yang. With a sweep of his robe, he collected all the platforms in the Ancient Hall instantly, placing one Dao Platform on the Lotus Platform for Xia Yang to sit cross-legged upon, allowing for cultivation and Enlightenment.