Zhang Feiyu was killed. In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen had blasted his body apart, his flesh, blood, and bones directly pulverized into dust. This scene was so bloody and eye-catching.
Ye Chen bathed in the rain of blood, standing tall in the void. His slender and upright figure was like a god or a demon, exuding an indomitable demonic aura as he calmly stated, "If others do not offend me, I will not offend them. To gossip and slander like this, insisting only on one's own reasoning while denying others'—such a person deserves death!"
Everyone was terrified. This young great demon king was simply running amok without restraint. He dared to kill a faction leader right in front of so many powerful figures from various forces. How domineering and overbearing!
But it was also shocking. Ye Chen was too powerful. The esteemed Mountain Lord of Tai Xue Mountain, a Martial God of the fifth heaven—far stronger than those who had just stepped into this realm—was still no match for him, his body directly blasted apart and shattered.
Just how powerful was he? He was definitely not someone who had just stepped into this realm. Slaying a Martial God who had just entered the field was effortless for him.
The light within Ye Chen's glabella receded as he withdrew from the Battle God state, his aura immediately dropping significantly. He had used the Battle God Seal to achieve an extreme sublimation.
Although with his own strength, as long as he used his true blood, he could also slay a fifth-heaven Martial God, it would require a prolonged battle of hundreds of exchanges to be effective.
However, once he entered the profound realm of the Battle God state, he could immediately rival a super Martial God. By displaying various peerless divine techniques and pushing his combat power to the limit, with the world's ultimate speed, instantly killing an unprepared fifth-heaven Martial God was no problem at all.
Similarly, this was also to intimidate—to use absolute strength to fiercely intimidate the powerful figures of other forces, making them understand that he was not someone to be provoked lightly, lest they invite fatal disaster.
"Mountain Lord!"
The other experts of Tai Xue Mountain wailed loudly, filled with grief. The contemporary Mountain Lord had been killed just like that, a heavy blow to the entire Tai Xue Mountain. They wanted revenge, but upon seeing the unshakable figure of the young great demon king in the sky, terror arose in their hearts. Not a single one dared to think of resistance.
This youth was too strong, impossible to contend against.
"And what about you?" Ye Chen's gaze fell upon Xu Qingnuo, his substantialized gaze seemingly capable of piercing through everything, seeing through her very Primordial Spirit.
Xu Qingnuo was clearly frightened by Ye Chen's forcefulness. She hadn't expected him to suddenly make a move and then kill the Mountain Lord of Tai Xue Mountain with a single strike.
But she still said coldly, "Ye Chen, you dare to kill Mountain Lord Zhang. This is public murder. The people of the world will not spare you."
Pfft—
A flash of blood light appeared, followed immediately by Xu Qingnuo's miserable scream. One of her right arms was torn off.
It was seen that Ye Chen's figure flickered vaguely, his movements unseen. Then, a beautiful, lotus-like arm appeared in his hand—precisely Xu Qingnuo's arm.
Many people's hearts trembled. What a bewitching woman of the mortal world she was, peerlessly elegant and charming by nature—a woman any man would adore. Even the Emperor of the Jiuhua Empire would be moved by her. Yet Ye Chen showed not the slightest pity or appreciation for such beauty, directly tearing off an arm. How brutal and formidable.
But it was also even more horrifying. Ye Chen's speed was too fast. No one could see when he made his move; they only saw his figure flicker before an arm was torn off, so fast it was startling.
Xu Qingnuo trembled in fear, looking at Ye Chen with terror. "You... you dare to attack me? Do you know who I am? Such an act will surely bring retaliation from countless forces."
"I don't even fear several super forces. Would I fear a mere fox spirit who only knows how to bewitch others?" Ye Chen said expressionlessly, taking his first step forward. Treading the void, his black hair dancing wildly, he clenched his palm around that arm, directly crushing it into a mist of blood.
Having witnessed Ye Chen's invincible might, Xu Qingnuo dared not fight at all. She directly transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, fleeing.
"In front of me, do you think you can escape?"
Ye Chen gave a cold smile, took a step, and his entire person vanished. The next moment, a brief fluctuation and a piercing scream came from the distant sky. Then, everything fell silent. Ye Chen had returned.
Needless to say, Xu Qingnuo was most likely dead, making many people's hearts pound with fear. The young great demon king was indeed not to be provoked.
After this battle, even those who had previously intended to follow Zhang Feiyu and Xu Qingnuo in holding Ye Chen accountable suppressed those thoughts—unless they truly were not afraid of death.
Not long after, a super Martial God descended onto the stone platform. It was the reception envoy from Tian Du Academy. He looked at the portion of trial-takers enveloped in light and declared loudly, "Congratulations to all trial-takers who have passed the Trial Path. From now on, you may enter Tian Du Academy for further study."
Although the Trial Path had ended early, the final checkpoint had a special sensing mechanism. Any trial-taker whose identity tokens reached twenty-five or more—meaning their score reached fifty points—would be enveloped by a beam of light sent from the checkpoint. This was the mark of passing the trial, qualifying them to enter Tian Du Academy.
Moreover, they would not start from the lowest Yellow-tier Academy; at the very least, they could enter the Mystic-tier Academy or above, even the Earth-tier College or the highest-level Heaven-tier Academy.
After all, those who could pass the Trial Path this year were all extraordinary individuals.
Ye Chen's group naturally met the requirements. When slaughtering hundreds of trial-takers, he had obtained thousands of identity tokens. He had long since kept one hundred and fifty tokens each for his own side of five people, giving the rest only to those trial-takers who participated in the King-Slaying Plan.
Thus, all five of them achieved the highest score of three hundred points. According to the rules, they would receive generous rewards, but Tian Du Academy promised these rewards would be bestowed only after entering the academy.
This made people very curious about what these generous rewards might be.
"Esteemed Envoy, when may we set off for Tian Du Academy?" one of the successful trial-takers inquired.
The reception envoy's expression was indifferent. "Immediately."
Then, the reception envoy looked at Ye Chen, his previously plain expression changing to reveal a slight smile. "Young friend Ye, heroes indeed emerge from the young. To achieve such accomplishments at such a tender age—if not unique in the world, it's nearly so."
Ye Chen smiled. "Senior flatters me. This junior still has much to learn."
This attitude, completely devoid of any arrogant superiority, immediately won the reception envoy's favor. As expected of Ye Chen, truly peerlessly powerful.
"Hmm, there's a scent of blood. Did a battle just occur?" This reception envoy had a keen nose.
"Two people just provoked and tried to sow discord. I killed them," Ye Chen said, calm and composed, making the reception envoy tremble. Truly the protagonist of the massacre incident, indeed running amok without restraint.
He knew part of the inside story and deeply understood that this youth before him was definitely not as young and easy to bully as he appeared on the surface.
After some conversation, the super Martial God elder from Tian Du Academy got straight to the point. "I wonder if young friend plans to proceed to Tian Du Academy immediately? Our academy has long been prepared to welcome young friend Ye'sjoin."
The numerous trial-takers around were filled with envy. Previously, this reception envoy had been so arrogant and cold-faced, but facing Ye Chen, he was all smiles and polite words—completely different levels of treatment.
But they also understood Ye Chen's fearsomeness. He stood alone, supreme. Even the four Ancient Talents had been exiled. What peerless elegance! One person's invincibility—who could contend with him? He deserved such treatment.
They just sighed inwardly. They were of the same younger generation, and the other was even younger, merely sixteen or seventeen years old, yet already so dazzlingly brilliant. Facing him was like facing a towering mountain peak, impossibly high, something they could only look up to.
This was a peerless genius who could contend with the Ancient Talents, and his elegance even overshadowed theirs.
Ye Chen shook his head, politely declining the invitation, and gave his reason. "My apologies. I wish to return home first."
It had been a long time since he had seen his parents—almost half a year. He missed his parents dearly and thus hoped to first return to Luo Feng City to visit them before coming back.
Although Xia Feng Kingdom was located in a remote region of the continent, and Tian Du Academy stood in the very center of the entire continent—the two places separated by an immense distance—Ye Chen was now a Martial God of his generation. To cross such a vast region to reach the center of the Myriad Domains would require only about ten days.
The reception envoy from Tian Du Academy did not stop him, as if he had already anticipated this. "Visiting family is only right. Go back. We hope young friend can join the academy. Our Tian Du Academy welcomes you without limit."
"Naturally, I will come."
After responding, Ye Chen then looked at the group from Xia Feng Kingdom. "Everyone, I will return first. Do any of you wish to return as well?"
Crown Prince Xia Yang's eyes burned with fervor, but he restrained it. "I will wait for you at Tian Du Academy."
He was a cultivation fanatic. Half a year ago, he had been as strong as Ye Chen. But after half a year, a huge gap had already opened between them, making him feel immense pressure. He hoped to enter Tian Du Academy as soon as possible to receive better cultivation and catch up to Ye Chen's footsteps.
The Thirteenth Prince also smiled brightly. "No, I've always looked forward to Tian Du Academy, so I won't return."
Princess Hong Rong giggled charmingly. "As long as it's possible to return, I'd rather look forward to Tian Du Academy."
Finally, Ye Chen's gaze fell upon Vivian. "Vivian, what about you?"
Vivian seemed moved, but after hesitating for a moment, she ultimately shook her head gently. "Big Brother Ye Chen, you go back. I won't trouble you. I'll wait for your return at Tian Du Academy."
"Ah, Vivian, you really are..." Princess Hong Rong looked as if she was frustrated with Vivian's lack of initiative, clearly having been given a great opportunity but not knowing how to cherish it.
"Very well. In that case, we shall meet again another day at Tian Du Academy!"
After saying this, Ye Chen stepped onto the head of the demonic flood dragon. Following an earth-shaking roar, the demonic flood dragon carried Ye Chen as it soared into the sky, heading on the path back to Xia Feng Kingdom.