"Who are you calling the sinner's lineage? If you don't give a satisfactory answer, I wouldn't mind crushing you with one hand."
Ye Chen's icy voice, like the pronouncement of a god of death, suddenly resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Heart Hall.
The hall fell silent, filled with endless astonishment.
Because it was too fast, too terrifying, so much so that the vast majority of people hadn't even reacted yet. The Ye Family's King, Ye Heng, had been seized with a single hand.
Especially the Battle Saint King, so forceful and domineering, directly lifting the Ye Family's younger generation king, Ye Heng, with one hand, gripping his neck no differently than holding a chick, which fiercely shook the hearts of countless people present.
He was too forceful, not diminishing in the slightest even though this was the Ye Family's home ground, consistent as always.
Ye Ao and Xia Wei were shocked; this was the first time they had seen their son take action. They knew he was powerful, but not to this extent.
Ye Heng was even more so, genuine terror surging in his eyes. Because at this moment, he felt like a chick, utterly powerless to resist. An indescribably terrifying pressure emanated from the other party, imposing immense oppression upon him. Even though he dared to battle a Saint Lord, facing Ye Chen felt like an ant facing a dragon, the gap was enormous.
This terrified him immensely. He originally thought Ye Chen was just a relatively powerful young prodigy; even if strong, he had confidence to handle him. He never imagined he would be powerful to this degree, far exceeding his imagination, terrifying beyond measure.
He had a feeling that the Ye Chen before him could perhaps even battle the family head, who was at the Heavenly King realm.
Ye Zimei covered her small red mouth, her eyes wide open, staring dumbfounded at all this. She also hadn't expected that after so many years, her Brother Ye Chen, who had already overshadowed his peers back then, was now even more powerful.
Yet there was also a trace of worry, because this was, after all, the Ye Family's main hall, and Ye Heng's lineage held great authority. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to expel the ancestor of the Tiandu lineage, Ye Ruoxian, back in the day.
"Speak."
Ye Chen looked coldly at Ye Heng in his hand, Dao pressure pressing over, making the latter unable to resist. His entire cultivation was being forcibly suppressed, unable to struggle.
Moreover, the slender hand gripping his neck slowly tightened, making Ye Heng almost unable to breathe, also feeling endless danger of death rapidly approaching.
"Sir, you must not!" The Ye Family head spoke up. Other Ye Family big shots also wanted to step forward to stop it.
The later-arriving group of Ye Family big shots all changed expressions in succession. Among them was the Sixteenth Ancestor. Although he sensed Ye Chen was powerful, it was far less direct than Ye Heng's experience. He now spoke: "Family Head, please allow us to take action to rescue Ye Heng. We cannot let an outsider cause a ruckus in our Ye Family's main hall. If word spreads, the entire world will look down upon us."
"Silence!" The Ye Family head shouted, but not at Ye Chen—at the Sixteenth Ancestor, his expression slightly darkening.
The Sixteenth Ancestor didn't know he was the Battle Saint King, but the Ye Family head did. He also knew of the various events within the Ancient Emperor Realm, knowing that the Battle Saint King before him was not only a generation's Heavenly King but also the master of a supreme great sect, daring to forcefully face an imperial clan in war. Even the Tai Sheng Imperial Clan had been faced down by his forcefulness until they lost their temper.
If they truly forced the Battle Saint King to war, even if an ancient Great Sage stepped forward, it might not be enough to quell it.
The Sixteenth Ancestor's expression changed slightly. Being scolded in front of so many guests from the Myriad Domains caused him great loss of face, but he didn't dare speak up. Ye Feng on the side looked coldly at Ye Chen and said, "I don't know what method you used to suppress Ye Heng, but this is my Ye Family. We cannot tolerate outsiders running wild here."
"You want to make a move too?" Ye Chen completely looked down upon him from a commanding height, not regarding the other party in the slightest.
"Although I don't know who you are, but you dare to act in my Ye Family. Today, I'll teach you a less—"
*Thud—*
Ye Feng spoke, but before his words finished, he was kicked flying, crashing into over a dozen banquet tables and falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. It was still Ye Chen who had acted, coldly saying, "Too much nonsense."
The hearts of the numerous guests were filled with astonishment. The Battle Saint King was truly too forceful, daring to cause such a ruckus even in the Ye Family's main hall, fearing nothing.
"You—!"
Ye Feng was truly furious. This person simply didn't play by the rules and was too forceful. You have to know, this was the imperial Ye Family! Who in all the world dared to be this forceful? Was he truly not afraid of the Ye Family hunting him down across the world?
"Junior, you—!"
The Ye Family experts of that lineage all changed color. Although they all sensed Ye Chen was powerful, being bullied like this in front of so many people, if they didn't act, the world would think the Ye Family was easy to bully.
Among them, several ancient recluses with ethereal figures rushed forward, raising their hands to strike out. There wasn't much fluctuation, Dao marks of laws were scarcely visible, yet it caused many Sacred Land masters present to feel terror. This was the manifestation of the ancient recluses' Great Dao returning to simplicity. If it truly landed, even a Saint Lord would be directly struck dead.
"Junior, no matter who you are today, daring to cause trouble in my Ye Family's Heavenly Heart Hall, you will pay the price."
"Brother Ye Chen, be careful!" Ye Zimei urgently spoke up. She knew how fearsome these ancient recluses were.
Ye Ao and Xia Wei were also worried.
But Ye Chen was unhurried. The Primordial Female Saint Lord and the other women remained unchanged in expression, calmly watching all this.
"Today, I want to see exactly what kind of price you ancient recluses can make me pay."
*Boom—*
Ye Chen slowly spoke, and suddenly, an indescribably vast Great Dao pressure spread out from his body, overwhelming the sky and earth, causing the entire Heavenly Heart Hall to seem to solidify.
As if a deity had descended to the mortal world, even the void trembled!
"Heavenly King!?"
Whether it was Ye Heng, Ye Feng, or the other later-arriving Ye Family experts, they all finally understood at this moment. No wonder the other party was so fearless—he was actually a peerless Heavenly King.
That was a supreme powerhouse surpassing Samsara, yet it actually came from this young man before them. You have to know, among the Ye Family's younger generation, only the Imperial Son Ye Cangqiong and Ye Gucheng, who had entered the Ancient Emperor Realm and broken through to the Tenth Heaven, had reached this step.
But who exactly was this man before them, to have also reached this step?
Ye Zimei was the same, her eyes wide open, somewhat dumbfounded, clearly also somewhat unable to believe it. The youth from back then had now reached the height of the Heavenly King realm, a level that truly stood at the pinnacle of the myriad realms.
Ye Chen took a step forward, a ripple of Great Dao spreading out from his body, rushing like lightning towards the several Ye Family ancient recluses.
"Sir!"
The Ye Family head's expression showed slight anger as he stepped forward, about to intervene. But the Primordial Female Saint Lord, the Goddess's Daughter, and the Yaochi Saintess all stepped forward, imperceptibly restraining his figure.
"What is the meaning of this? Do you truly intend to start a war with my Ye Family?" The Ye Family head's expression turned cold, filled with fury.