In the main hall of the Ye family, a tall and straight figure appeared, half-kneeling before Ye Ao and Xia Wei. It was Ye Chen.
No one had expected that Ye Chen would actually return.
"Ye Chen!"
Many people exclaimed in shock, clearly astonished and finding it hard to believe that Ye Chen had suddenly appeared.
"Chen'er—"
Looking at the familiar yet now more resolute youth before her, Xia Wei couldn't help but let tears stream down her face, as if afraid this was just a dream. But seeing a trace of blood spill from the corner of the youth's mouth, she realized the full force of the Martial God's earlier strike had landed on him and hurriedly asked if he was alright.
"Father, Mother, don't worry. This little injury is nothing to your son." Ye Chen smiled slightly, wiping away the trace of blood.
"Cough—"
Just then, the two of them coughed up large mouthfuls of pitch-black poisoned blood. The potent poison was acting faster, and their minds were growing hazy.
"Poisoned by a potent toxin?" Ye Chen frowned, his eyes shooting out brilliant golden light that pierced through his parents' bodies. He discovered a terrifying black energy rapidly ravaging their bodies, eroding every inch of their meridians.
Ye Chen acted decisively, placing both palms on his parents' glabellas. Streams of brilliant golden light poured into their bodies. "Father, Mother, both of you relax. Let your son expel the poison for you."
Ye Ao and Xia Wei nodded, lying on the ground, their entire bodies enveloped in a layer of golden light.
"Hmph, Ye Chen, do you really think you're some lofty Supreme Divine Spirit? This is the Hundred Poison Wine, brewed by my Tai Xue Mountain for a thousand years, concocted from ninety-nine kinds of potent poisons including the Thousand-Foot Centipede, Nine Poison Fragrant Fruit, and Poison-Defeating Grass. It can kill even a Martial God. Even if you could dominate the Trial Path, there's no way you can do anything about this Hundred Poison Wine." The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain sneered. At this moment, he chose not to attack, because he wanted Ye Chen to watch helplessly as his parents died bit by bit, to witness the scene where grief is greater than the death of the heart.
"In this world, there is no one I, Ye Chen, cannot save." Ye Chen said calmly yet with full confidence. Then, with a shudder of his body, flawless divine light surged into Ye Ao and Xia Wei's bodies.
The Divine King Rebirth Art, created by the most dazzling Ancient Human King of all time, was in operation. This was the supreme divine art said to be capable of rebirth from a single drop of blood when cultivated to its peak, peerless and unparalleled. Expelling poison was naturally a trivial matter.
Visible to the naked eye, wisps of pitch-black poisonous gas continuously rushed out from the glabellas of his parents. That was the poison from the Hundred Poison Wine, forcibly expelled by Ye Chen.
Moreover, streams of brilliant golden light were washing over their bodies, actually cleansing their marrow and sinews. Pitch-black impurities were shed along with it, their bodies purified of filth, all ailments driven away.
Such methods could be called extraordinary.
"Attack him! We cannot let him succeed!" Seeing this scene, the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain immediately ordered his subordinates to act.
But before the two Xiantian experts could even get close, Ye Chen's body shook with golden light. A powerful shockwave exploded out, instantly blasting the two Xiantian experts away, coughing blood as they flew backward.
This scene deeply shocked everyone. What level of cultivation did Ye Chen possess now? Two Xiantian experts were sent flying by just a shockwave upon first contact? It was simply too unbelievable.
The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain clapped his hands. "Truly worthy of being the Unrivaled King of the Trial Path, Ye Chen. Dominating the Trial Path, forcing the young prodigies of several super forces to flee for their lives. I must say, you are truly formidable."
His words revealed Ye Chen's fearsome reputation on the Trial Path, causing all the clansmen in the hall to stare at Ye Chen in shock. Although they all knew Ye Chen had forged a mighty reputation on the Trial Path, they hadn't imagined he had already dominated it and was now unrivaled in the world.
Was this still the same waste Ye Chen from a year ago, who would jump into a river over a woman? In just a short year, Ye Chen had already grown to this level.
"It's just that I never expected you, hunted by major forces across the land, would dare return to your hometown. Aren't you afraid of bringing the flames of war to this small city? It could be reduced to ashes in an instant." The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain sneered, making others tremble even more. Ye Chen had actually provoked the point where forces across the land wanted to hunt him down.
Ye Chen merely swept a glance at the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain. "It seems you still don't know what has happened in the outside world?"
"What has happened?" The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain was taken aback. His intuition told him it wouldn't be anything good.
But he acted decisively, ordering the two Martial God experts to attack immediately. With a boom, the aura of Martial Gods completely exploded, sweeping over like a tidal wave, filling the Ye family clansmen with despair.
These were genuine Martial God experts, far stronger than Xiantian, capable of splitting mountains. The entire Ye family had no experts of this level.
Boom—
The two Martial God experts directly targeted Ye Chen, who was healing his parents, forcing him into a dilemma: either continue healing or stop to fight.
The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain wanted to put Ye Chen in a difficult position. He knew the other would definitely prioritize healing.
But he underestimated Ye Chen's strength. Golden blood yuan exploded, directly sweeping across the area, protecting himself and his parents. It even swept up the two Martial Gods, the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain, and others, blasting them out of the Ye family estate and up into the sky.
"Let's fight here."
Ye Chen's voice came down. Everyone, whether from the Ye family or Luo Feng City, looked up at the sky above the Ye estate. They saw several figures treading on the void and exclaimed in unison, "Look! Isn't that the Ye family? Someone is flying through the air! They're Martial God experts!"
The crowd was astonished. For the vast majority, Martial God experts were legendary figures. Yet several had appeared at once.
"Who in the world are they? I don't recall the Ye family having any Martial Gods. Could it be someone coming to cause trouble?"
"Hmm, look. That figure standing beside City Lord Ye and Madam Ye is very young and also seems familiar, like someone... Who is it? Oh, I remember! Isn't that the Ye family's young master, Ye Chen?"
"Ye Chen!?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused an uproar. Upon closer look, it was indeed Ye Chen.
"Treading on the void... isn't that something only Martial God experts can do? Could it be that after just a year apart, this Ye Chen has already reached this level?"
Many people in the city exclaimed in shock. It was too astonishing. A year ago, he was just a waste. But after a year, he had transformed into a peerless Martial God whom countless people needed to look up to.
Countless clansmen within the Ye family estate looked up and saw this scene. They were all stunned, eyes wide and mouths agape, unable to believe it. This was especially true for the younger generation from the past, who were utterly dumbfounded.
"Ye Chen..." Ye Zhengyang clenched his fists, yet felt a sense of powerlessness. In the past, he could still fight him, but now he could only look up. It filled him with unwillingness, yet he was utterly helpless.
On the other side, a graceful and beautiful young lady stood tall, gazing at that young figure. There was shock, but even more so, joy.
In the void, Ye Chen's body radiated layers of immortal golden light, enveloping his parents. Treading on the void, he left the two of them dumbfounded. "Chen'er, you... have you already reached the Martial God realm?"
Ye Chen smiled slightly. "You could think of it that way."
"This..." It was too shocking. Although they knew Ye Chen's talent had recovered and he had advanced by leaps and bounds during this period, the scene before them was still too soul-stirring.
In just a short year, he had gone from a waste at the third level of Houtian to achieving the Martial God realm against all odds. It was simply astonishing. And it had only been a year.
Ye Chen chuckled lightly. If they knew he had successively defeated several Martial Gods, clashed with four Ancient Talents, and slain two Martial Gods, they would probably be even more shocked. And all of this was merely a reflection of Ye Chen's recovering strength.
At this moment, he was confronting the two Martial Gods. Even the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain had activated a Martial God Dao Weapon, allowing him to barely hover in the air, facing Ye Chen. He snorted coldly, "Ye Chen, I must admit you are powerful, becoming a Martial God expert at such a young age. But at most, you're just a newcomer to this realm. How can you contend with the two Martial Gods of my Tai Xue Mountain? Surrender obediently, and we might still leave you with a whole corpse."
"Tai Xue Mountain?" Ye Chen suddenly laughed. "I think I just heard you say you're the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain. I didn't mishear, did I?"
The Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain said, "Your ears are quite sharp. That's right. I am indeed the Young Master of Tai Xue Mountain. Tai Xue Mountain is no weaker than the Xia Feng royal family. Opposing my Tai Xue Mountain is an unwise choice. Surrender quickly."
Unless absolutely necessary, this Young Master didn't want to fight. He deeply understood the true terror of a Martial God. If pushed to desperation, that would be the most frightening, potentially dragging down at least one of their own Martial Gods to be killed. That would be the greatest loss.
Therefore, he was merely trying to intimidate Ye Chen.
Ye Chen revealed a meaningful smile. "In that case, the current head of this generation's Tai Xue Mountain force is called Zhang Feiyu, right?"
"That's correct. That is my father's name." The Young Master said proudly.
"Zhang Feiyu is indeed not bad. A Martial God expert at the fifth heaven is sufficient to serve as the head of a generation's force." Ye Chen evaluated him this way, but then shook his head with a sigh. "Unfortunately, he's dead. Killed by him."
"What!?" The group from Tai Xue Mountain was greatly shocked. The Young Master shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible! How could you kill my father?"
"Try and see for yourself."
Boom—
Ye Chen made his move. With a single step, his entire body condensed into a flash of golden light, charging toward the group from Tai Xue Mountain.
"So fast!" The two Martial Gods paled in terror, immediately summoning their Martial God Dao Weapons to block. But Ye Chen said coldly, "You think two pieces of scrap metal can stop me?"
He swung both palms left and right. His fingers and palms all flowed with immortal golden light, even faintly shimmering with crimson-gold divine radiance, striking the two fully activated Martial God Dao Weapons.
Boom— Clang—
Sparks flew. The two Martial God Dao Weapons were directly sent flying, transforming into two balls of light that slammed into the two Martial Gods. The terrifying impact force directly blasted the two Martial God experts away, coughing blood.
Unrivaled!