Chapter 162: The War Begins

  Ye Dun Jian's intention was on his body, unaffected by the opponent's aura, his face calm as he said: "Don't know"

  "Nonsense! I am Hong Qianjun, the young master of the Yuedao Gate and a high-ranking expert on the Hidden Dragon List. How could you not know me? Did you sneak up and kill him?"

  "Elder, no need for more words, take him back to Chongyue Gate and we'll talk again."

  "No way, I don't believe it, even with severe punishment waiting for him, he still dares to be stubborn."

  "Take care of this little brat first."

  The elder of Chongyue Gate was full of murderous aura one by one, even if Ye Chen wasn't the murderer, they didn't plan to let him off, suspicion was enough.

  "I am a disciple of the Yunyun Sect. When did it become your turn, the Chongyue Gate, to bully us?" A similarly powerful aura rose up, and the Grand Elder of the Yunyun Sect walked out slowly, his old eyes slightly cloudy but with a sharpness like steel needles.

  A senior elder of the Heavy Mountain Gate saw the Great Elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect speak and sneered, "What status does your Flowing Cloud Sect have? What status does my Heavy Mountain Gate have? Now that a disciple of your Flowing Cloud Sect is suspected of killing a great disciple of our sect, we must take them back. No one can stop us. I advise you to cooperate with us, don't bring disaster to the Flowing Cloud Sect and regret it later."

  The four elders of the Liuyun Sect stood shoulder to shoulder with the Great Elder, their eyes wide with anger. "Ridiculous! If we let you take Ye Chen away today, what face would our Liuyun Sect have left? Don't even think about it. Whoever dares to touch him will not rest until they die."

  Chong Yue Men's Great Elder let out a cold hum, his majestic aura pressing down on the desert surface, causing it to sink in. "You dare, killing you is like slaughtering a dog, little one, come here."

  Exclamation mark

  As soon as he finished speaking, he beckoned with his hand and a terrible suction force was born. The sand around Ye Chen swirled backwards, forming a funnel shape that sucked everything in, while Ye Chen only felt weightless, unable to control his own body.

  "behead"

  A crimson fire sword condensed on the iron spear, carrying an unstoppable sword intent that heavily slashed at the empty space in front of him, cutting off the suction force.

  Huh?

  The Taishan Sect's elder furrowed his brow, his right hand shrinking back as he summoned an even stronger suction force than before, one that was at least twice as powerful. The sand within a ten-meter radius was all sucked up into the air.

  "Absolutely outrageous, I'm going to sue"

  The Great Elder of Liuyun Sect was enraged, taking a step forward, his true energy spread out, locking down the space where Ye Chen was, no matter how strong the suction force was, it was hard to move even a single inch.

  "Are you looking for trouble?"

  The yellowish true energy giant palm burst out, crushing the Flowing Cloud Sect's Great Elder. Along the way, the sandy surface layer by layer exploded, and a dozen meters thick, dozens of meters high sand pillars rose into the sky. However, it was the Heavy Mountain Gate's Great Elder who took action first, displaying an Earth-Shattering Seal that was identical to Hong Qianjin's.

  It was just that the collapse of the mountain on his hand was several times more severe than Hong Qianjun, and with one palm, it could shatter a great mountain and crack open the earth.

  "Zǐguāng Dòngtiān"

  English Translation: "Purple Light Cave Heaven"

  The old man's clothes fluttered without wind, his sleeves fluttering back and forth. He lowered his center of gravity slightly, and with a finger that seemed slow but was actually fast, he pointed out. With a whoosh, a purple light condensed like a dawn mist, piercing through the yellow true energy giant palm, emitting a hissing cutting sound.

  "Look, Mount Heavy and Flowing Cloud Sect are fighting!"

  "Zhong Yue Men is really overbearing, without any evidence to prove that the disciple of Liu Yun Sect killed Hong Qianjun, he wants to take people back, obviously not putting Liu Yun Sect in his eyes."

  "No way, everyone was forced back, if you didn't die, you'd be beaten until you surrendered."

  "Chong Yue Men is a mid-tier sect of the White Mystic Nation, with immense power and influence. They have always been arrogant and domineering, and it's unfortunate that the Liu Yun Sect has crossed them."

  "Heh heh, Flowing Cloud Sect is probably going to be in trouble this time. A ninth-grade sect producing a top-notch genius is bound to make people jealous. Mount Heavy Gate hasn't been without such thoughts either."

  "Honestly, even I'm jealous. That earlier slash that severed the suction force clearly had sword intent behind it. This is also why he was able to pass all the trials in the Tianmeng War Temple and compete for the three treasures."

  Other sect elders were either resentful or fearful, but mostly jealous of why their sect did not have a top genius who had grasped the ultimate sword intent.

  "Get moving"

  Kill

  "Dare to oppose us, the Re Yue Men."

  This time, eleven inner sect elders and dozens of outer sect elders came to the Heavy Mountain Gate, all of whom were above the mid-term of the Bao Yuan realm. At this moment, seeing the Grand Elder and the Flowing Cloud Sect's Grand Elder take action, one by one could not bear their killing intent, and they rushed out one after another.

  "Cloud Stream Sect, everyone listen up, kill for me!"

  The four elders let out a loud roar, and flames erupted from their bodies, scorching the surface of the sand into a dark, cracked crystal.

  "Four elders, take over."

  Ye Chen's body was boiling with hot blood, but his mind was very clear. Whether it was overall strength or individual strength, the elder of Mount Heavy had to be stronger by a notch. Fortunately, although Liu Yun Sect was only a ninth-grade sect, its strength was almost the same as that of an eighth-grade sect, and it was only one grade weaker than Mount Heavy, which was a seventh-grade sect. It wasn't something that could be killed or cut at will. He had long known that the four elders were cultivating fire-element true energy, and the low-grade treasure gun was just right for him. Without thinking, he swung his hand and shot the iron spear towards the fourth elder.

  "Low-grade treasure spear?" The four elders each took one, and immediately felt the powerful flame energy contained in the iron spear. They couldn't help but burst out laughing. There were many precious artifacts on the True Spirit Continent, but unfortunately, there were even more warriors. Not every warrior at the Yuanyuan realm had a suitable artifact, and the four elders were among them. Now that they had this low-grade treasure spear in hand, they didn't fear even the peak warriors of the late Yuanyuan realm.

  Boom

  Iron spear sweeps across, fiery flames turn into a raging fire wave, instantly repelling two elderly inner gate elders of the Heavy Mountain Sect who were pouncing on him.

  "Seven Elders, Nine Elders, short knives and daggers for you." The inner gate's Seven Elders and Nine Elders were respectively skilled in knife techniques and assassination. Mo Gongzi's cold and ruthless transaction of his low-grade short knives and low-grade daggers suited them perfectly, each one being sent out by Ye Chen.

  "Actually obtained three pieces of low-grade treasure?"

  "To know that we elders also have very few people who own precious artifacts, only a small number of people in the sect's treasury get suitable artifacts for themselves. Unsuitable ones don't help increase their strength at all. For example, if someone uses swords, you let him use knives, even if it's an inferior precious knife, it's not as smooth as an ordinary precious sword."

  "Ah, it's hard to find a treasure that suits oneself, many people spend their whole lives searching."

  The onlookers' eyes widened in shock, and they gasped in unison.

  At the last auction of the Northwest Auction House, Lin Qi was able to buy the inferior treasure knife, Liankong Knife, simply because the elder of the sect that used the knife didn't want to compete with them. After all, Lin Qi would definitely become a pillar of the North Snow Mountain Villa in the future, and the villa's elder had to give him some face. As for the elders of other sects, although they didn't have to give Lin Qi face, if they went, the villa's elder would also go, and when the time came, they would still give the Liankong Knife to Lin Qi as a reward. Therefore, it was not a grand auction where treasures gathered, but rather a small auction where the disciples of various sects competed.

  "Good sword"

  "Good knife"

  The seven elders and nine elders' eyes lit up, revealing a smile.

  Actually, Ye Chen had a low-grade treasure knife, but it was in the storage ring. The storage ring was still on the Great Elder's hand, and he couldn't disturb him. Among top masters, even slight carelessness could lead to defeat. To take out the low-grade treasure knife and make the mainstay of everyone, the Great Elder, fail would undoubtedly be a major blow. Ye Chen had a good sense of propriety in this regard.

  Two major sects went to war, nearly a hundred martial artists at the mid-stage of Yuan Yuan or higher clashed, the scene was breathtakingly spectacular. However, only one-third of them possessed low-grade treasure instruments, while others were either bare-handed or armed with ordinary weapons, competing against each other's mastery of martial arts.

  "Kid, die for me"

  Suddenly——

  A senior elder of Chong Yue Men suddenly pounced on Ye Chen and kicked out a leg in mid-air.

  Rumbling, the ground collapsed, layer by layer bursting, Ye Chen went crazy with his Crane Shadow Steps, retreating back and forth, not daring to harden the attack.

  "Where is he running?"

  This elder was the outer gate elder of the Heavy Mountain Gate, and his cultivation had reached the mid-term peak of the Embracing Yuan Realm. He was only one step away from becoming an inner gate elder. With a full-strength attack, Ye Chen, who didn't have a treasure sword in hand, was no match for him and could only dodge.

  "Ye Shidi, receive the sword."

  Zhu Mei saw that Ye Chen's situation was not good, and hastily threw the inferior treasure sword An Xiang Sword in her hand to Ye Chen. As for Xu Jing, who had always been eager to fight, unexpectedly did not make a move, but instead guarded Zhu Mei and Luo Han Shan in front of him, preventing any sneak attack from the heavy elders of Yong Yue Gate.

  Ye Chen's back seemed to have grown eyes, without even looking, he grasped the hilt of the An Xiang sword with his hand.

  "Not bad sword"

  The actual effect of a treasure is limited, and being able to increase attack power by 10% would be considered good. It cannot dominate the situation, but what's most important about a treasure is its hardness, it's very difficult to destroy. You should know that the higher the warrior's boundary, the more overbearing their true energy is. Ordinary weapons can no longer withstand the flow of true energy and will break after being used a few times. When reaching the Star Extreme boundary layer, true energy transforms into true yuan, and ordinary weapons will shatter as soon as they come into contact with it, rendering them completely useless. Only low-grade treasures can barely allow Star Extreme boundary warriors to fully mobilize their true yuan, while mid-grade treasures are even better.

  "What's the use of having an inferior precious sword? You'll still end up dead."

  Chong Yue's outer gate, the Great Elder smiled and kicked out eighteen legs in a row, each leg like a small mountain, pressing down on Ye Chen, covering the sky and earth.

  "The wind rolls up the remaining clouds."

  The Anxiang sword was very slender and not quite suitable for Yechen, but it was much better than the inferior treasure gun and Yunyin sword. He held the sword in his right hand and slashed out a stunning arc line in the air.

  Hehehehehehe...

  A sharp, long sword energy shot straight up, stirring the airflow in the desert, finally forming a large tornado, the tornado sucked in the sand and transformed into an even more terrifying sand dragon roll, rumbling towards the eighteen mountain-like leg shadows.

  Rumble

  Yellow sand fills the sky, the sand dragon is defeated, and those eighteen leg shadows also disappear into thin air.

  "Give me defeat"

  With the Dark Fragrance Sword in hand, the sharp aura on Ye Chen's body could not be blocked, like an unsheathed world-famous treasure sword, tearing through the air. One move and the remaining clouds were shattered, he didn't care at all. With a slight tap of his foot on the ground, he floated in mid-air like a cloud, then the Dark Fragrance Sword slashed down, without any hint of smoke or fire.

  "What's that move?"

  Yuan Heng and Zhuang Fei still had lingering fears, they were the ones who lost to this sword, and they didn't even have the power to resist.