"Just who is this guy? He's truly remarkable. Not only has his appearance changed, but even his aura has transformed," the Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor couldn't help but mutter.
"In the myriad realms, there are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people. Even so, it's not impossible. Just as our Battle Saint lineage possesses the profound art of stealing heaven to change and exchange forms, which can even alter one's fundamental aura—this is the highest of profound arts," Ye Chen said calmly, following discreetly.
Soon after, the other party changed his form several more times within the crowd, each time becoming a different person, even transforming into a woman and a child.
Unfortunately, not once could he truly escape Ye Chen's sight. No matter how he changed, he could not hide.
Finally, he transformed into a dignified middle-aged man, imposing and majestic, with a full forehead and black hair cascading over his shoulders, resembling a powerful overlord. Clad in brocade robes, he stood with his hands behind his back, then soared into the air, leaving East Earth City and exiting beyond the city walls.
Ye Chen followed, murmuring to himself, "There might be a battle later. This guy is no simple character."
After leaving East Earth City, the other party directly entered the Dao Tian Plains, striding with the majesty of a dragon and tiger, his aura grand and imposing. Dazzling divine radiance coiled around his body, with dragon and tiger energies rising—truly extraordinary and magnificent, causing onlookers to shrink back in awe from afar.
Only Ye Chen followed brazenly, not even bothering to hide.
Not long after, the dignified man suddenly turned to look at Ye Chen trailing behind him. His face was stern and unyielding, his gaze piercing, truly like a supreme overlord descending upon the world. He coldly said, "Young friend, you have been following behind me since the city. What is the meaning of this?"
It must be said his words carried genuine authority, imposing without anger, and he radiated a powerful aura that would truly intimidate an ordinary person.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen was no ordinary person. With black hair flowing over his shoulders, sword-like brows and starry eyes, he appeared outstanding, like a dragon among men, stepping forward. His gaze was like a blazing divine torch, piercing as he pressed, "I ask you, is what you said earlier about the True Dragon secret treasure true?"
The dignified middle-aged man raised an eyebrow. Though his expression remained unchanged, a flicker of surprise clearly flashed deep in his eyes. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Ye Chen pressed forward. "I know you are that old man who claimed to have information on the True Dragon secret treasure in the intelligence hall."
The dignified man was visibly startled, but shook his head, saying coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about. You'd better leave. I merely don't wish to strike a junior, but if you dare approach again, don't blame me for being impolite."
As his words fell, he snorted coldly, the sound like a winter thunderclap exploding, rumbling and immensely intimidating.
Unfortunately, would Ye Chen be intimidated by him?
Boom—
"You will tell me," Ye Chen said, his black hair wildly dancing as he strode forward, Saint might surging to the heavens. His golden palm was like an immortal heavenly stele pressing down. With a terrifying roar, the sky shattered, the azure expanse was torn apart, as he struck toward the dignified middle-aged man.
"You dare!"
The dignified middle-aged man clearly hadn't expected Ye Chen to attack directly. Though his aura was strong, he was evidently fierce in appearance but weak within. Without another word, he directly—fled!
And while fleeing, he muttered innocently under his breath, with no dignity to speak of: "Who have I offended to provoke such a character? Damn it all, what rotten luck."
Swish—
Ye Chen wielded the Realm-Treading Secret Technique, known as the world's ultimate speed. His entire form transformed into a blazing golden lightning bolt streaking across the sky. With a swish, he soared upward, chasing like a shooting star after the dignified middle-aged man. The golden immortal heavenly stele directly covered the sky, slamming down.
With a tremendous boom, the dignified man let out a loud shout. His body erupted with boundless light, soaring upward to collide directly with the golden stele. A deafening roar ensued as the entire sky collapsed, and vast stretches of land sank, countless fissures spreading and splitting apart.
Ye Chen felt a tremor in his palm, and actually shed strands of golden blood, a trace of surprise flashing across his face.
This person was indeed extraordinary, actually able to injure his palm—truly impressive offensive power. One must know his golden Saint Body was peerless under heaven, more solid and immortal than even a Saint weapon, yet it was injured. One could imagine.
However, after this strike, the dignified man also seemed severely depleted, panting heavily, his face somewhat pale, and on the verge of tears: "Damn it all, what kind of person have I provoked? So tough—I only made him bleed a little, barely scratched him."
Ye Chen's wound rapidly healed. His great hand blotted out the sky, mastering and transforming the world, covering a section of void and directly sealing it, capturing the dignified middle-aged man in his palm.
Boom—
The dignified middle-aged man's body erupted with boundless light once more. Beams of radiance like indestructible light swords sought to pierce through all obstacles, actually breaking through the Palm World and charging out.
"This person is truly extraordinary."
Ye Chen sighed softly. Breaking through his seal repeatedly—even an ordinary Saint would find it difficult. The person before him was indeed remarkable; perhaps he truly knew some secrets about the True Dragon treasure.
Boom—
Ye Chen decided not to hold back. A gate materialized within his body, connecting to the source of the Ancient Lan World. Strands of world power descended directly, sealing the entire sky and combining with Ye Chen's Palm World, as if giving birth to a true great world. Even the World Seed shot forth a beam of light, forming a new world of its own.
The dignified man was greatly shocked: "World power!"
He tried to charge out again, but this temporarily formed world was extraordinarily stable and solid, impossible to break through. He was directly sealed within.
Ye Chen's figure appeared directly before him, standing tall in the sky, from a commanding height. His entire body released endless pressure of the Great Dao, slowly bearing down as he said with authority, "You cannot break through this world projection. Speak. Tell me everything you know about the True Dragon secret treasure, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
The dignified man looked at Ye Chen, then suddenly noticed the trace of golden blood remaining on his palm. He couldn't help but stare, then looked up and tentatively asked, "You wouldn't happen to be Qian Yue, would you?"
Ye Chen raised a sword-like eyebrow. He hadn't changed his appearance, so being recognized was natural. "What do you mean?"
But the dignified middle-aged man suddenly jumped up and punched him hard: "Holy crap, I'm your brother-in-law!"