Huang Taiyuan roared, leaping into the air, and in mid-air, pointed a finger at Ye Chen.
A streak of flowing light shot out from his finger at an unimaginable speed.
This was another advanced Huang-level martial art of the Huang Family, the Flowing Light Finger.
Huang Taiyuan's mastery of the Flowing Light Finger was clearly much stronger than the Thunderous Wave Palm, and his aura was several levels more powerful than before!
Once the flowing light was unleashed, it locked onto the opponent's aura, leaving them no room to escape. In Huang Taiyuan's view, after this strike, Ye Chen was bound to die, with no chance of survival.
Facing the streak of flowing light shooting towards him, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with disdain.
In his eyes, the power of this flowing light was too weak and its speed too slow.
At this moment, the killing intent within Ye Chen erupted once more, as he unleashed the most powerful single attack of the Thirteen Death Swords.
A Sword Across Time!
The brilliant sword light seemed to split the heavens and the earth in two, shattering the flowing light in one fell swoop.
Ye Chen leaped with his sword, appearing in front of Huang Taiyuan.
Huang Taiyuan was extremely shocked that Ye Chen could so easily break his Flowing Light Finger. At this moment, he could only use the Spirit Talisman.
"Buzz!"
A layer of red light suddenly enveloped his entire body.
However.
It was all in vain!
A Sword Across Time, life and death separated!
The red light formed by the Spirit Talisman was like thin paper under the sharpness of Ye Chen's sword stroke, instantly torn apart.
The sword's edge sliced across Huang Taiyuan's throat.
Huang Taiyuan's head flew skyward, while the body below his neck plummeted to the ground.
Ye Chen's figure landed steadily, and he thrust his sword upwards, conveniently suspending Huang Taiyuan's falling head on the tip of his sword.
The entire venue was deathly silent!
Everyone struggled to swallow, as if their brains had been struck by a heavy hammer, turning blank!
Ye Chen's power was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Just now… was that red light from a Tier Two Spirit Talisman…"
Identifying the grade of a Spirit Talisman is simple.
The light of talismans from Tier One to Ten varies, being white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and gold, respectively!
"Ye Chen of the Gathering Yuan Realm Eighth Layer, without using that desperate Secret Technique from seven days ago, actually killed Huang Taiyuan of the Gathering Yuan Realm Tenth Layer, who was using a Tier Two Spirit Talisman for protection…"
"That strike of his, so terrifying, just thinking about it now makes my scalp tingle!"
"Drip, drip!"
Huang Taiyuan's head continued to drip blood.
Ye Chen, holding up his sword, wore a cold expression as a surge of sword essence rushed into the sword tip, exploding Huang Taiyuan's head!
"Next!"
Ye Chen said indifferently, the sword's edge already pointing towards the area where the Huang Family was gathered.
Huang Tianxiong's facial muscles twitched, with veins bulging on the back of his hands and neck, making him look like a fierce beast ready to devour, who had thought they were well-prepared to easily crush Ye Chen… However, the Huang Family had once again suffered defeat in an ambush!
"Ye Chen, making me personally take action, even in death, it's enough for you to brag about!"
Huang Tianxiong roared and instantly drew a long blade, rushing violently towards Ye Chen.
The blade light was chilling.
A layer of blade aura enveloped the long blade.
Ye Chen immediately reacted by grasping the sword hilt with both hands, horizontally blocking the sword above his head.
"Boom!"
The massive force caused the ground beneath Ye Chen's feet to collapse into a deep pit with a diameter of several meters.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and it felt as though his bones were about to shatter.
Huang Tianxiong, with True Essence Realm Third Layer cultivation, had severely injured Ye Chen in a single blow.
Yet even so, standing in the deep pit, Ye Chen remained calm.
He remembered Luo Qingyi's words.
In the face of a strong enemy, one must maintain calm to make the most appropriate response.
Huang Tianxiong shouted angrily: "In front of this old man, you're not even worth being called a mere clown."
As he spoke, he retracted his blade, then struck again.
The blade swept across, as if it could level thousands of troops and horses.
Ye Chen could only raise his sword to defend again.
"Boom!"
This time, the long sword in his hand broke in two, and his feet slid back on the ground for dozens of meters.
"Wow!"
Another mouthful of fresh blood spewed from Ye Chen's mouth.
He was preparing to use the Burning Sword Technique; if the fight continued this way, there would be no chance at all!
"If you use the Burning Sword Technique now, even if you kill him, you'll be powerless to fight again. Don't forget, today you're challenging the entire Huang Family, and there are many who have not yet made a move!
The path is yours to choose, even if it's a dead end, you must find a way to carve out a path to life.
Furthermore, it's not yet a moment of no choice. The greater the pressure, the greater the potential that can erupt. How would you know your limits if you don't try?!"
Luo Qingyi's voice echoed in Ye Chen's mind.
Huang Tianxiong's blade once again slashed towards Ye Chen.
And at that moment, a figure suddenly shot out from the crowd.
It was a middle-aged man, holding a sword in both hands, fiercely slashing towards the back of Huang Tianxiong.
Huang Tianxiong snorted coldly, the blade intended for Ye Chen swept backhand towards the intruder.
"Boom!"
The middle-aged man who intervened was only of the Gathering Yuan Realm Tenth Layer, unable to withstand it. Huang Tianxiong's long blade instantly tore through his protective energy, and the blade severed the man's left arm.
"Foolish trash!" Huang Tianxiong roared angrily, kicking the man in the chest and sending him flying.
"Third Uncle!"
Ye Chen roared, his figure like an arrow, rushing to the middle-aged man's side.
This was his dearly loved Third Uncle, Ye Zhenming, who had been handling the Ye Family's business abroad and had avoided the calamity seven days ago. Ye Chen never expected... his Third Uncle would step in at this moment.
Ye Zhenming's severed arm spewed blood, his chest caved, blood flowed from his orifices, and he showed a pained expression, weakly saying, "Chen'er, your Third Uncle is useless... can't protect you, can't avenge..."
Ye Chen's eyes turned blood red, saying, "Third Uncle, it's alright, vengeance is mine to seek. Leave these matters to me, you must hold on!"
This was his only remaining family.
Looking at Ye Zhenming's condition, Ye Chen was scared, afraid all this would turn into the evening seven days ago again!
If he didn't want the tragedy of seven days ago to be repeated, he must stand up, protect his clan, and kill the enemy!
This fear instead caused the toughness in Ye Chen's bones to completely explode.
He could no longer feel the pain of his injuries. At this moment, all emotions disappeared from his heart, leaving only one belief.
He must kill Huang Tianxiong!
An intense killing aura suddenly emerged from his body, cold enough to be tangible, chilling to the bone!
This extremely fierce icy killing intent became more harmonious with the swordsmanship of the Thirteen Death Swords. Before Ye Chen even drew his sword, the circulation of sword energy within him caused terrifying scenes to appear around his body.
Corpses piled up, rivers of blood flowed.
Ye Chen's mind now contained only one thought.
Kill!
Kill all enemies!
Huang Tianxiong slightly frowned, then laughed wildly, saying, "Revenge? With just you two worthless fools? Pure fantasy.
Once you two die, the Ye Family of Qingyun City will be utterly extinct.
By then, I will dig up your family's ancestral tombs, shred the corpses and bones inside, and feed them to dogs!
That's the price of provoking our Huang Family!"
Ye Chen placed Ye Zhenming on the ground, saying, "Third Uncle, trust me, I can do it."
As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Zhenming's sword and stood up.
This sword was clearly not an ordinary weapon, with a faint glow shimmering in the blade!
The sword in Ye Chen's hand quivered slightly, emitting a resonant sword cry!
His killing intent was as intense as it could get.
At this moment, the light of heaven and earth seemed to converge on him, as if cloaking him in golden armor!
Without waiting for Huang Tianxiong to move, Ye Chen charged forward, deploying the Thirteen Death Swords, with visions of Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea appearing.
Even though he was being overpowered by Huang Tianxiong.
Even with injuries worsening continually.
His hand holding the sword remained steady, his strikes swift and decisive, his determination to kill Huang Tianxiong growing stronger!
With this unyielding will, Huang Tianxiong found himself unable to take down Ye Chen easily!
On a distant mountaintop.
An elder watching this scene grew more admiring, saying, "An unyielding swordsman, this child will undoubtedly achieve great things in the future, having completely entrusted life and death to the sword. Such a heart of a swordsman, the unity of man and sword is within reach!
Qian Xue, watch closely, perhaps you can also find the opportunity for unity with the sword!"