Chapter 1760 - 1745: Crashing the Venue

Just a single word "Scram," and that Star Priest Hong Yuan acted like a bullied wife, terrified and lost.

Moon Priest Pi Zhilong’s face flushed red, feeling a scorching heat on his cheeks.

The entire War Soul Hall’s reputation was wiped clean by Ye Zhen’s one word "Scram."

Even if he had fought a couple of moves and then been defeated, it would still be acceptable, but a single word "Scram" caused their Star Priest to fall on his behind, which felt just as humiliating as being smeared by Ye Zhen.

The surrounding priests watching were utterly shocked, staring in disbelief at Ye Zhen as if he were a god.

Because just in that instant, this martial artist at the Peak of the Ninth Stage of Divine Communication Realm seemed like a towering figure to them.

Of course, some informed priests knew of Ye Zhen’s reputation; this was someone who dared to confront someone at the late stage of Realm King Realm and could severely injure Ba’erhu of that realm, even daring to attack the Great Priest.

A loud shout could scare a Star Priest to rolling in fear was not surprising.

"If the War Soul Hall only sends characters like this, you should change your name to ’Butt Hall’!" Ye Zhen said mockingly, pointing at the three golden characters of War Soul Hall.

"How dare you insult my War Soul Hall, courting death!"

Upon hearing this, Moon Priest Pi Zhilong roared with anger, stepping forward with a loud bang, spirit light bursting around him. Two massive hammers appeared in his hands, dancing wildly like a torrential downpour over Ye Zhen’s head.

Hammer shadows dispersed, whipping up wild gusts forcing the surrounding priests to retreat.

Each had to summon protective spirit force and armor to fend off the fierce winds.

The next moment, cries of shock erupted among the spectators.

It was Ye Zhen’s figure, shattered by the hammer shadows in an instant.

Yet, at the battlefield’s center, Moon Priest Pi Zhilong’s heart sank.

His mid-grade artifact seemed to hit Ye Zhen, but it was devoid of actual power, as if he’d hit cotton; he realized he’d likely only struck Ye Zhen’s afterimage or illusory body.

If it were the latter, fine.

But if it were the former, it was terrifying!

"Do the Moon Priests of the War Soul Hall have such poor vision?"

Ye Zhen’s mocking, sneering voice suddenly came from behind, making Pi Zhilong’s scalp prickle as his Divine Sense finally located Ye Zhen.

But before he could react, an irresistible force struck, and he flew forward like a cloud.

It was Ye Zhen, appearing suddenly behind him, powerfully kicking him, sending Pi Zhilong sprawling face-first.

The priests observing burst out in laughter when they saw this.

The Star, Moon, and Sky Priests of War Soul Hall turned crimson with anger, eager to tear Ye Zhen apart.

Ye Zhen’s actions were simply too humiliating.

Moreover, everyone could see Ye Zhen wasn’t humiliating Pi Zhilong but the War Soul Hall itself, especially as more priests arrived to watch, the laughter grew louder.

But in the next instant, all laughter ceased abruptly.

As Pi Zhilong rose to counterattack after falling face-first, a purple sword emitting endless evil qi and killing qi pointed at his head.

Ye Zhen, like a ghost, appeared behind him and effortlessly subdued him.

"You better not move; this is a challenge sparring, and I don’t want to take lives. But if you think I won’t kill you, you’re mistaken."

Ye Zhen’s voice, like it rose from an icy cavern, quieted Pi Zhilong’s struggles, as cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

The surrounding priests were silent.

They could clearly sense the horrifying killing qi emitted by Ye Zhen.

Pi Zhilong himself was sure Ye Zhen’s killing qi already locked him; moving would lead to Ye Zhen’s sword qi piercing his head.

But what bothered Pi Zhilong was how he lost the fight so inexplicably.

How did he get kicked and subdued by Ye Zhen?

Just then, a returning Moon Priest from War Soul Hall saw Pi Zhilong being subdued by Ye Zhen and immediately became furious.

"Daring to cause trouble in front of War Soul Hall, are you courting death?" Without another word, the Moon Priest charged at Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen didn’t move, turning his head coldly to glance at the charging Moon Priest.

A mere five-stage Realm King Moon Priest dare to show teeth at him?

With a thought, Ye Zhen’s overwhelming divine sense flashed briefly, and the crimson Soul Refining Divine Light pierced the Moon Priest’s forehead.

Even as the Moon Priest had solidified his Dark Palace, with his divine soul heavily protected, Ye Zhen’s divine light powered by Primordial Spirit was unstoppable.

His four-colored Primordial Spirit was exceptionally rare.

In terms of strength, it was absolute domination.

As Ye Zhen formed his Primordial Spirit, the power of his divine soul increased by at least twice.

And during the five years of arduous cultivation in the Mirage Dragon Pearl Sequential Space, even when Ye Zhen avoided cultivating his Primordial Spirit in the last two years, the initial years of using High Grade Thought Spirit Pills paid off.

Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit grew from two inches to three inches, his divine soul power increasing by nearly fifty percent.

Facing a Moon Priest with five-stage Realm King Cultivation, it was like an adult facing a child.

Even with the multilayered protection of Dark Palace, it suffered heavy damage instantly!

The five-stage Realm King Moon Priest grunted deeply, blood flowing from his eyes, ears, and nose, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to muster any strength.

This scene terrified the War Soul Hall’s Moon Priests and the surrounding spectators.

Only then did they realize Ye Zhen had shown great mercy to Star Priest Hong Yuan.

And substantial mercy at that.

Otherwise, with an attack akin to this divine soul assault, Star Priest Hong Yuan would’ve vanished into oblivion.

At that point, the War Soul Hall’s priests’ expressions genuinely changed.

They realized that Ye Zhen, a peak Ninth Stage cultivator claiming he hadn’t lost, wasn’t joking!

"Everyone, bear witness that I’m sparring with War Soul Hall’s Moon Priest Pi Zhilong, and this rogue dishonorably ambushed me, forcing my hand; it’s not my fault!"

"Rest assured, Left Chief Priest Ye, we’ve followed your instructions and recorded the scene with Spirit Shadow.

Left Chief Priest Ye challenges according to Ancestor God Temple’s rules of duel, and even showed mercy; it’s War Soul Hall that broke the rules," several sacrificial guards from Barbarian Spirit Hall shouted.

The Moon Priest, heavily wounded by Ye Zhen’s Soul Refining Divine Light, felt his lungs ready to explode from anger.

He was severely injured in the Divine Soul by Ye Zhen, and the wounds on the Divine Soul recover extremely slowly. For him to fully recover, it would take at least over two years.

But now, instead of that, he was not only miserably beaten but also burdened with a reputation of being shamelessly despicable; simply...

"Pi Zhilong, Pi Yueji, do you admit defeat from just now?" Ye Zhen suddenly asked.

"I don’t!"

Though shocked by Ye Zhen’s demonstrated strength, Pi Zhilong stubbornly replied, refusing to admit defeat!

"You don’t admit? Fine! I’ll give you another chance—let’s spar again until you admit!" Ye Zhen said.

Upon hearing this, Pi Zhilong looked startled, especially after Ye Zhen’s long sword left.

Bounding up, Pi Zhilong adjusted his breathing and Spiritual Power, preparing to attack again.

This time, unlike before, he wasn’t impulsively thinking to take Ye Zhen down in one move but approached with extreme caution, starting with a defensive stance.

But.... this made no difference!

All Pi Zhilong saw was a blur, and then an irresistible force struck his rear, causing him to tumble forward rudely.

The Killing Qi pierced his head like needles again, making him dare not move.

The priests watching from all sides, including those from the Soul Hall, were all dumbfounded.

None of them even saw Ye Zhen’s move before Pi Zhilong lost.

And it was a defeat in succession! Twice!

No way, in martial arts under heaven, speed is unbeatable!

Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense submerged into the remnant Strong Wind Spirit Essence Pearl. Ye Zhen’s short-range moving speed was equal to one percent of the Ancient Fierce Beast Strong Wind.

Yet even that one percent speed of the Ancient Fierce Beast Strong Wind was something they couldn’t match, not even Dao Realm experts.

No way, in terms of speed, not even the Creation God from ancient times could catch up with the Strong Wind.

As for the kick that sent Pi Zhilong sprawling, it was thanks to Ye Zhen’s Black Dragon Tyrant Body.

The Black Dragon Tyrant Body allowed Ye Zhen’s physical body strength to approach the physical strength of the Ancient Black Dragon steadily.

This physical strength manifested not only in thick skin and mighty defenses.

It also reflected in other aspects like power and the intimacy with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power, enabling faster mobilization of greater amounts of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power.

Such as stronger Restoration Power and explosive power, this enhancement was multi-faceted and comprehensive.

Previously Ye Zhen’s own strength already matched that of a Realm King Realm expert. Now, having the Strong Wind Spirit Essence Pearl, it was like giving wings to a tiger!

No!

This speed brought by the Strong Wind Spirit Essence Pearl made Ye Zhen’s strength undergo a qualitative change.

This was also Ye Zhen’s fundamental confidence for planning to come block the door of the Soul Hall!

"This time, do you concede or not?" Ye Zhen shouted again at Pi Zhilong, "Of course, if you still don’t concede, we can go again!"

Pi Zhilong was super frustrated.

This kind of thing, if you’re a man, wouldn’t just concede verbally, but admitting he didn’t want to fight.

After saying he wouldn’t concede, it would be another round with Ye Zhen, and did he have to present his rear for Ye Zhen to kick again?

His dignity was almost lost.

Seeing Pi Zhilong silent, Ye Zhen didn’t force him anymore. After all, his purpose of coming was to find trouble with the Soul Hall within the rules, not to humiliate people.

"Since you’re silent, I’ll take it as your submission; our spar is your loss!"

With that, Ye Zhen gracefully sheathed his sword. His gaze moved, and he pointed at another Moon Priest in front of the Soul Hall, "This Moon Priest of the Soul Hall, dare you to accept my challenge from Ye Zhen?"

"If you dare, bring it on! If not, I won’t fault you, as long as you remain silent and return to the Soul Hall like Pi Zhilong, Pi Yueji without saying a word!" Ye Zhen declared, pointing at that Moon Priest.

Pi Zhilong’s face grew not just red, but his neck flushed too, incredibly enraged.

And the Moon Priest named by Ye Zhen, whether feigning ignorance or genuinely scared of Ye Zhen, kept looking left and right without acknowledging Ye Zhen’s point.

It wasn’t about him being cowardly.

Actually, he was terrified by the strength Ye Zhen displayed.

In a few breaths, three Moon Priests in a row lost to Ye Zhen, and none managed to touch even the edge of Ye Zhen’s clothes. To step up was futile.

Yet being unhumiliated was better.

However, today Ye Zhen was destined to cause trouble; hiding like a turtle wouldn’t help!

"Stop looking around. I challenge you, the Moon Priest with the towering Jade Crown who’s looking left and right. I challenge you! If you’re too scared, simply return to the Soul Hall!" Ye Zhen shouted ruthlessly.

The Moon Priest blushed, reluctantly stepping forward.

Such a scenario, challenged by a peak Ninth Stage of Divine Communication Realm martial artist at their own Soul Hall’s entrance, couldn’t be refused.

He couldn’t afford to lose face, nor could the Soul Hall!

Yet facing Ye Zhen, he had no confidence.

Moments later, the Moon Priest was struck down like charred ash by Ye Zhen’s Evil Punishing Divine Thunder.

Luckily, their injuries weren’t as severe as they looked externally.

But this Moon Priest, to avoid shame, fainted willingly!

"Hehe, another one defeated!" Ye Zhen sneered, pointing to another Moon Priest, "This Moon Priest invites your guidance; Barbarian Spirit Hall’s Ye Zhen formally challenges you!"

The outcome remained the same with Ye Zhen severely injuring another Moon Priest, and Ye Zhen actively proceeded to challenge several other Moon Priests.

In a brief half a quarter-hour, the number of Moon Priests defeated by Ye Zhen at the Soul Hall entrance surpassed ten, while spectating priests from various halls increased.

At this point, the Soul Hall’s priests finally realized that the Barbarian Spirit Hall’s Left Chief Priest today wasn’t merely here for a challenge.

Prepared so extensively, not only were recordings made, but also they consecutively lost over ten Moon Priests, clearly here to provoke.

No experts appearing, their Soul Hall’s face would soon be humiliated, and the priests in the Soul Hall would likely hang their heads in shame within the Ancestor God Temple.

Immediately, a priest hurriedly rushed deep into the Soul Hall, shouting, "This is bad, someone’s here to create trouble!

Hall Master, Left Chief Priest, Right Chief Priest, something’s wrong; someone’s disrupting our Soul Hall’s place!"