Chapter 143: On Top of the Grave

  He died too quickly, perhaps until the end, Qiu Heng didn't even understand how he had died.

  But these have nothing to do with Ye Chen, he is only responsible for killing people.

  Waist with treasure sword, hand-held iron gun, Ye Chen lightly touched the ground, like a wisp of green smoke, swept to the treetop, and in an instant, disappeared without a trace.

  Squeak squeak squeak...

  As soon as Ye Chen left, a large number of insects emerged from the swamp, engulfing Qiu Heng's body and head, leaving no bones behind.

  ……

  It's not just the swamp where Ye Chen is that has slaughter, but other places have even more bloody slaughter.

  In the towering mountain range.

  Blood and energy soaring into the sky.

  "Run quickly, inside is 'One Knife No Blood' Ji Wu Xue."

  "What is it? The dove has no blood!"

  "We're done for! We're finished!"

  Outside the ancient and majestic cave, six or seven sect disciples fled out wailing and howling, some even used self-mutilation techniques to increase their speed, while others scattered explosive pellets carried on their bodies to preserve their lives.

  "Since you've come, why rush to leave."

  The blast wave was torn open, and from within walked out a pigeon with no blood, wearing a crimson-gold-edged garment. He let out an evil laugh, his single hand grasping a crimson thin blade that slashed diagonally.

  There was no flash of the knife, only an arc-shaped blood line. In the silent and soundless moment, the heads of the fleeing crowd fell down, with not a single drop of fresh blood spilling or spraying out from the severed part, as if it had been sealed inside by an invisible force, mysterious and inexplicable.

  One slash without blood, killing people without seeing blood, this is the power of the Evil Blood Sect's eldest disciple, the 54th place on the previous Hidden Dragon List.

  At the same time in another place.

  By the lake.

  Yuan Heng swept a glance over the crowd that wanted to escape but didn't dare, and said cruelly: "Except for the disciples of Tianying Fortress, there is only one path for those who encounter me, Yuan Heng - the path of death."

  Upon hearing this, the people's faces turned pale. They had just found a fish dragon grass worth 70,000 taels of gold by the lake and were fighting over it when they attracted the attention of Yuan Hengying, the most bloodthirsty eagle from the nine countries. He was known as the "Killing Eagle" and never left anyone alive. In terms of evil reputation, he surpassed even "One Knife No Blood". At least One Knife No Blood killed people for a reason, and if you didn't provoke him, your chances of survival were still quite high. But Yuan Hengying's temperament was unpredictable - he would kill people when he was happy, kill people when he wasn't happy, and kill people even when his mood was neutral. In short, he killed people without asking for a reason or considering the circumstances. If you encountered him, your only hope was that he was not in a normal state of mind, and he might spare your life. Otherwise, your chances of survival were lower than those of a withered tree... It was clear that the Killing Eagle was now in a normal state, which meant he would kill people.

  "But I've changed my mind now, and I'll give you three chances to breathe. Whoever can escape my attack will be spared." Yuan Heng had always enjoyed this kind of atmosphere, controlling the lives and deaths of others, deciding who lived and died at his whim. He had played this game many times before.

  "Three breaths, dodged one move!"

  Everyone's eyes lit up, and the vast majority of them were at the late stage of the Condensing True Realm, with a cultivation base that was almost at its peak. Taking one breath to traverse over a hundred meters was no problem for them, and those who were faster could even approach two hundred meters. If they ran desperately with three breaths, it might be possible for them to survive from the hands of Yuan Hongying.

  "What's wrong? Aren't you running away yet? I might change my mind soon!"

  The original eagle added a mouth, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

  "Run!"

  Under the pressure of death, the true energy in everyone's body is driven to its limit, and they scatter and escape with a degree that surpasses their previous ones.

  With one breath, the slowest person is already 100 meters away.

  The second breath, the slowest person is two hundred and fifty meters away.

  Three breaths, and the fastest person has already run a mile away.

  "Phoenix Soul Split!"

  Yuan Heng let out a loud roar, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and fiercely pushed outward.

  Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

  Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

  ……

  Dark cyan true energy condensed into a large eagle of true energy, with the original horizontal eagle as its axis, radiating and expanding forward, with a momentum like lightning.

  Ah!

  A shrill cry rang out, the slowest running sect disciple's skull was brutally torn open by a True Energy Great Eagle's claw, his body slid out for tens of meters, completely devoid of breath.

  Then comes the second disciple of the sect, the third, the fourth...

  In the end, there was only one person left, who had almost run a thousand meters.

  "Not bad, you can actually run that far, but wanting to escape a strike is not that easy, the eagles combine, eagle strikes the sky."

  All the true qi merged into a giant eagle, forming a giant eagle. The giant eagle flapped its wings, and two dark green air blades flew out in a flash.

  At this moment, the sect disciple seemed to feel death approaching, and he took out a dark red iron bullet from his pocket. The bullet was called Chi Guang Rong Huo Dan, also known as Red Light Fierce Fire Bullet, which was as famous as Yin Guang Pi Li Dan (Silver Light Thunderclap Bullet). It could kill a warrior at the early peak of the Yuan Yuan realm. Of course, he didn't dare to attack the original Hong Ying, but instead threw it towards the air blade in the back, shouting loudly: "Explode!"

  Rumble!

  A crimson light burst forth, and the two air blades were instantly shattered.

  "That was close."

  His face lit up with wild joy, and his mood and body relaxed instantly.

  Hmph!

  Abruptly——

  Another air blade flew out and cut off his head.

  "You..."

  This sect disciple died with his eyes open.

  Yuan Heng's words floated gently in front of his opponent, saying lightly: "I've said it before, people who meet me, Yuan Heng, have only one dead end, no exceptions. Three breaths are just a joke, don't take it seriously."

  With a wave of his hand, three scarlet fireballs flew out from the opponent's embrace and landed in Yuan Heng's hands. He let out a cold laugh and flashed away.

  ……

  Marshes are treacherously unpredictable, and going too fast is sometimes not a good thing either.

  Just now, Ye Chen had a secret loss and had to lower his degree to 60-70% to leave some spare power for himself.

  One shot pierced through the aerial sneak attack of the demon bird, Ye Chen stood on the crown of a towering tree, gazing out at the vast expanse before him, where the landscape stretched flat and featureless into the distance.

  "Is it over?" Ye Chen furrowed his brow.

  Without hesitation, he floated forward, his body as light as a swallow, and swiftly flew away.

  Here is a pitch-black cliff, inside the cliff is a swamp, outside the cliff is nothingness, thorough nothingness, as if blocked by a great barrier, and the human eye cannot see through.

  Recalling that Zongzhu Luo Xinglie had said before, the Tianmeng ancient land is wonderful and boundless. The entrance to the treasure trove may be in the mountains, it may be at the bottom of the water, or it may be just a jump down from here. Ye Chen hesitated for a moment, then plunged off the cliff.

  He bore the shadow of a crane, his steps light and airy, able to traverse a long distance in mid-air. If something unexpected were to happen, he could return at any time. But if he didn't try, there was no other way out, only one road back, which would undoubtedly waste a lot of time and effort.

  In Tianyuan Ancient Land, time is money.

  About five hundred meters down, Ye Chen felt that the cliff was still unfathomable, with rolling clouds and fog, and suddenly had the idea of going back.

  Just then——

  The space below fluctuated violently, forming a ten-meter-large whirlpool that sucked Ye Chen in.

  Bang!

  Her feet landed solidly on the ground, and Ye Xun let out a breath of relief.

  As Master Zong said, the entrance of the treasure house is indeed everywhere, it just depends on whether you have the courage. If I didn't jump just now, it would be equivalent to missing an opportunity.

  He slowly let out a heavy breath, and it wasn't until then that Ye Chen had the presence of mind to observe his surroundings.

  He looked around and found that the surrounding environment was dark, and he was in a stone corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there were protruding stone pedestals every hundred meters, with candles as thick as a child's arm on them, casting flickering flames that danced dimly and brightly.

  With a sword in hand, Ye Chen wouldn't be intimidated by the gloomy environment and walked towards the deeper part of the corridor.

  After walking for hundreds of meters, a fork in the path appeared on the right side of the corridor, with faint voices coming from within.

  "It seems I'm not the only one who has come here!"

  Ye Chen thought for a moment, then quietly entered the fork in the road.

  The end of the forked road was connected to a luxurious and ancient grand hall, where the crystal chandelier on the top had been burning for a long time, casting a soft and gentle glow that brought a sense of security to the dark environment. Ye Chen's gaze fell, and on the side of the hall were three doors, each carved with different things. At this moment, a group of sect disciples were fighting fiercely, eager to be the first to enter the door.

  "My senior brother is Xue Hen, the fifty-seventh on the Dragon List. Those who offend our Wuxia Sect are all dead ends, get lost quickly."

  "Hmph, I am a disciple of White Deer Cave, my senior brother is 6th Zhao, others leave."

  "Heaven's dream of ancient land, life and death each at peace with heaven's will. I'll kill you all, who knows who did it? Don't be foolish, just die."

  The air was filled with explosive sounds that rose and fell in succession, shaking the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the hall so much that they seemed to be on the verge of falling down at any moment.

  Ye Chen had originally planned to sit back and watch the fight, but suddenly there were footsteps behind him, not far from here. If it was an ordinary sect disciple, he wouldn't care, killing them would be easy, but this person's footsteps seemed to contain magical power, each step having a mountain-like force, yet giving people a feeling of impending doom.

  Embracing the origin of the initial warrior!

  A thought flashed through his mind, Ye Chen took a step out of the fork in the road and entered the main hall.

  Wow!

  The fight paused slightly, and everyone's eyes focused on Ye Chen.

  Many people sneered at the cloud pattern on Yedu's sleeve.

  "The Tianfeng Nation's Cloud Sect is a place of grandeur, yet a mere disciple from a lowly ninth-grade sect dares to come here. Indeed, they don't even know the character for 'death'."

  "I've never killed a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect, but I did kill one from the North Snow Mountain Villa - it was ridiculously easy, I don't know how these people cultivate."

  "Kill him first and talk later!"

  "That's right!"

  These people had been fighting for a long time and couldn't quickly determine the winner. When Ye Chen appeared, they immediately approached with ill intentions, as if looking at a dead man.

  Ye Chen sneered, a group of people who didn't know life or death. If it weren't for the person at the fork in the road, he would have wiped them out long ago. For now, let's just wait and see.

  "Die!"

  Before these people could make a move, a strong gust of wind suddenly burst forth from the crossroads, and a massive True Energy fist shot out. The True Energy fist was condensed to the extreme, resembling a majestic mountain, and its astonishing power pierced through the entire scene.

  Boom boom boom boom...

  Almost half of the people were knocked to death by the punch, their corpses flying to both sides. The remaining force from the True Qi fist had not dissipated yet and it even shattered a thick pillar in the great hall.