Chapter 1945: Smash!

"Dead Soul Sect?" Bai Chen frowned, clearly having never heard the name.

Below, Leng Qiuling's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Bai Chen, the Dead Soul Sect is notorious throughout the Tongtian Realm—raping, looting, burning, killing, committing every evil. Ordinary cultivators tremble at the sight of them. The Dead Soul Sect is extremely mysterious; no one knows where they hide, but wherever they pass, like locusts, they leave devastation in their wake."

Leng Qiuling's telepathic message made Bai Chen's expression change.

"Heh, it seems there are some knowledgeable people in this city. You already know my Dead Soul Sect is not to be trifled with. Hurry up and call out Ye Yuan, or don't blame me for being rude," said the black-robed man.

"Master has been in seclusion for several years and cannot see you. If you seek pills, come back another day," Bai Chen said with a dark expression.

The black-robed man sneered, "When my Dead Soul Sect wants to see someone, even if he's in a coffin, he must come out!"

His demeanor was extremely arrogant, not regarding Bai Chen, a True God realm cultivator, in the slightest.

Bai Chen frowned, his tone turning cold, "Disturbing someone's seclusion is like killing their parents! Sir, aren't you being a bit too overbearing?"

The black-robed man said disdainfully, "Killing parents? I, Mo Qing, have done it countless times! What's one more time? Since he won't come out, I'll kill until he does, starting with you!"

With that, Mo Qing released his aura, the world force of the True God realm bursting forth, surrounded by swirling black qi that gave a soul-shaking feeling.

"True God First Heaven Peak!" Bai Chen's expression changed as he exclaimed.

He had broken through to the True God realm less than ten years ago and had only barely stabilized his cultivation.

Dealing with this Mo Qing would obviously be quite difficult.

The gap between minor realms in the True God realm was even greater than in the Heavenly God realm.

Even within the same minor realm, the disparity could be enormous.

"Hehe, a little brat who just entered the True God realm dares to oppose me? Five Ghosts Open the Gate!"

Mo Qing spread his hands, and five skulls flew out from his sleeves, transforming into five streaks of light shooting toward Bai Chen.

Bai Chen's expression darkened as a pitch-black spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

This spear was a mid-grade True God Mystic Treasure that Ye Yuan had obtained at great cost during his time in the Golden Emperor Capital.

With the spear in hand, Bai Chen's entire aura erupted violently.

The five skulls emitted a wailing sound, lingering around Bai Chen's ears.

Startled, Bai Chen quickly focused his mind to resist the sound that directly attacked the soul.

But the sound from the five skulls seemed enchanted, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

Unwilling to wait for death, Bai Chen shook his spear tip, forcefully expanding his world force.

The bone-eroding sound immediately diminished somewhat.

Clang, clang, clang...

His spear thrust like rain, Bai Chen wielded it so tightly that not a single gap was left, giving the five skulls no chance.

Mo Qing snorted coldly, "Kid, relying on the advantage of your weapon is no skill at all! Since you seek death, I'll send you on your way!"

With that, he changed his hand seals, and the five skulls opened their mouths, spewing wisps of black mist toward Bai Chen.

Bai Chen's expression changed drastically, feeling his spear technique sink as if into a quagmire.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The five skulls were connected in mind, and under Mo Qing's control, they left almost no blind spots.

"Nether Five Ghosts Kill!"

The five skulls suddenly accelerated to an incredible speed, Bai Chen's eyes unable to track them.

Bang!

With a loud crash, one skull broke through Bai Chen's world domain and slammed into his protective divine essence, sending him flying.

Bai Chen felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But it wasn't over.

The five skulls came one after another, giving him no time to breathe, intent on killing him!

Bang!

Another hit, and Bai Chen felt as if his entire chest was about to shatter.

Even with the advantage of his weapon, he was still no match for this Mo Qing!

In the city, within the Martial Tower, Bai Tong let out a slight sigh, his figure about to dart out.

He naturally couldn't watch Bai Chen be killed by the opponent.

But just then, a voice came through.

"No need, I'll handle it."

Bai Tong's gaze sharpened, a look of shock appearing in his eyes.

In the city, the crowd looked up at the high sky, their faces filled with anxiety.

This True God realm cultivator from the Dead Soul Sect was too strong; Bai Chen, who had just entered the True God realm, was no match for him.

Just then, a figure abruptly appeared in front of Bai Chen.

Boom!

Ye Yuan casually threw a punch, sending the five skulls flying in all directions.

Seeing Ye Yuan, Bai Chen exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you've finally come out of seclusion!"

Ye Yuan turned around and said, "Let me take over. Go rest."

Bai Chen's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Yuan, exclaiming, "Master, you... you..."

At this moment, Ye Yuan's figure had grown much taller, his face as white as jade, skin like snow, starry brows and sword-like eyes, looking like a youth of seventeen or eighteen, as if he had rejuvenated.

Now, Ye Yuan was absolutely a strikingly handsome man.

If not for the outline of his face vaguely resembling Ye Yuan, Bai Chen would hardly have dared to recognize him.

Below, the crowd was also shocked when they saw Ye Yuan's face.

"Eh... has the lord also cultivated Senior Bai Tong's technique and rejuvenated?"

"Tsk tsk, Lord Ye Yuan's face now is so handsome it's despairing!"

"Look at those female cultivators, they're all swooning!"

...

They didn't know why Ye Yuan had undergone such a drastic change after this seclusion.

They were even more unaware of the terrible pain Ye Yuan had endured to achieve this transformation.

Only Bai Tong in the Martial Tower showed a look of shock.

He knew that Ye Yuan had succeeded!

At this moment, Ye Yuan looked like a naive, inexperienced youth, seemingly harmless.

At first glance, Ye Yuan appeared like a scholar with no strength to truss a chicken.

But Bai Tong knew that Ye Yuan had returned to simplicity!

His physical body had been cultivated to perfection, all power integrated into his bones and muscles.

When not activated, nothing; when activated, astonishing!

"So you're Ye Yuan? You look... very weak, kid. Come with me," Mo Qing said indifferently, looking at Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan's current displayed cultivation was only at the Heavenly God Ninth Heaven.

In Mo Qing's eyes, that was naturally too weak.

Whoosh!

Ye Yuan's figure suddenly vanished from the spot. Mo Qing's eyes bulged, his hair standing on end as an extremely dangerous feeling surged over him.

Without a moment's hesitation, he instantly summoned the five ghosts, compressing his world force to the extreme.

Bang!

Mo Qing's figure was sent flying several miles away.

The five skulls shattered into pieces, crumbling into a cloud of powder.

Mo Qing barely steadied himself, looking at Ye Yuan as if seeing a ghost, exclaiming in horror, "Such powerful physical strength! You... are you a Six-Turn Golden Body? No, even a Six-Turn Golden Body couldn't shatter my Five Ghosts Open the Gate with one punch!"

"You harmed my disciple... you seek death!" Ye Yuan ignored him completely, saying coldly.