Since his identity was exposed, Ye Chen stopped disguising himself, manipulating the muscles and bones of his face to return to his original appearance. He looked at the surrounding soldiers who had completely surrounded his escape route, a flicker of killing intent in his heart, and coldly regarded the burly man, saying, "Move aside!"
The burly man looked down at Ye Chen with contempt and sneered, "Don't think that just because you escaped from the hands of several Pseudo-God realm experts in the Fengyue Family back then, you have the ability to stand against me. Even if you have a protective treasure and I can't kill you instantly, this is Bìshuǐ City!"
"Just wait a little longer, the army of Bìshuǐ City will arrive, and your information will be broadcasted."
The burly man sneered, "This wanted order was jointly issued by the Chǐyǔn Sect and the Fengyue Family, with a bounty of 500,000 Demigod Stones. There are plenty of people who want to take your life!"
Ye Chen's expression turned icy. He took a step forward, his wrist moving, opening the Rune Space, taking out the Slaughter Battle Blade within, and casually taking out ten Super Divine Power Pills, swallowing them in one gulp.
Each of these Super Divine Power Pills contained 10,000 points of Second-Level Demigod Divine Power; ten totaled exactly the limit, equivalent to 10 million Demigod Power. If calculated in Demigod Stones, this was equal to 1 million Demigod Stones!
The seventy thousand points of First-Level Demigod Divine Power previously condensed within Ye Chen’s body were all refined into 7,000 points of Second-Level Demigod Divine Power, which was then injected into the Source Crystal Grass.
Waves of vast aura erupted from Ye Chen’s body, sweeping across the surroundings. His eyes were cold as he stared at the burly man, suddenly raising a hand and pointing, the power of divine blood shooting out like a dazzling aurora.
"What!" The burly man's pupils contracted. He sensed the terrifying pressure contained within that wisp of aurora, like an ordinary person seeing a bullet; his entire body rapidly retreated.
Puff!
Golden light, like a rainbow, instantly pierced through his glabella.
The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.
Ye Chen took a step forward, his large hand grasping, seizing the corpse and tossing it into the Rune Space. He then glanced at the remaining soldiers, his expression cold, and strode rapidly toward the outside of Bìshuǐ City.
"Stop him!"
"Everyone, don't retreat, it's just one person!"
"General, they are coming soon, stop him!"
The surrounding soldiers hesitated for a moment, then decided to fight to the end. Many shouted reprimands, forming strange arrays that surrounded Ye Chen but did not directly attack him, merely circling his body, completely blocking all paths forward.
Ye Chen’s eyes were cold. The sinister, blood-red Slaughter Battle Blade in his hand gleamed menacingly as he ruthlessly brought it down upon the Demigod-level soldiers charging toward him.
Whoosh!
A dazzling golden blade qi erupted from the Slaughter Battle Blade. This golden blade qi contained waves of bloodthirsty intent, as if it possessed life. Everywhere it passed, people felt chills to the bone, accompanied by a nauseating feeling.
Suddenly, a slender figure rushed out from the ranks, grasping a golden long spear. Facing the incomparably sharp blade qi, he charged forward.
"Must hold on, must!" the slender young man roared inwardly. He gripped his spear tightly; his only reliance was this early-stage Pseudo-God-grade long spear in his hand.
Bang!
The golden light, like a blade, was unafraid of the golden long spear and charged forward. It bypassed the spear and attacked the slender youth, instantly slicing his entire body open with a clean cut.
Puff puff puff…
Wherever the golden blade qi passed, bodies disintegrated as if cutting cucumbers; no one could resist. Some wearing peak Demigod armor were sliced open horizontally while trying to dodge. Their armor cracked, and although it had forcefully weakened the attack by ninety percent, the power of this blade qi far exceeded the armor's load capacity, causing it to immediately collapse.
Ye Chen’s expression was icy. With a sweep of his large sleeve, immense divine power surged out, gathering the scattered corpses on the ground into the Rune Space. He swiftly galloped along the bloody path cleared by the golden blade qi.
The remaining Demigod experts nearby stared in shock, finding it incredible. This person was only a Demigod expert, yet he could kill Pseudo-God experts and possess such terrifying offensive capabilities. Even peak Demigod armor couldn't withstand that single strike?
Everyone watched this figure, wielding the blood-red, sinister battle blade with his long black hair wildly flying, feeling trepidation and hesitation in their hearts.
Just as Ye Chen was about to exit the atmosphere’s protective range, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him, "Stop!"
As that voice fell, a surging and fierce divine power light rushed forward like a breaking wave from behind, sweeping over with immense momentum toward Ye Chen's back.
Ye Chen felt every hair on his body stand on end and couldn't help but turn to look. He saw a colossal creature charging out from the city gate—it was actually a Flood Dragon Beast, thousands of feet long. Wherever it went, others gave way. In this ancient world, a Flood Dragon was not classified by a mere level 1000 physique like on Earth, but possessed a minimum physique of level 100,000!
Sitting atop this Flood Dragon Beast was a fiery-robed old man, his white beard flowing, wearing a red jade crown. His skin was ruddy, and a scorching aura seemed to emanate from him, causing the air around his body to slightly distort.
"Mid-grade Pseudo-God!" Ye Chen's gaze sharpened, and he frowned.
In terms of raw physical strength...
After cultivating the second layer of the Heavenly Dao Scripture, his internal Demigod Power reached ten million points. When resisting Pseudo-God Power with Demigod Power, due to the difference in quality, Pseudo-God Power exerted a suppressing effect on Demigod Power. On average, 1 million Demigod Power could resist 1 point of Pseudo-God Power!
With Ye Chen's current strength, he could rival an early-stage Pseudo-God expert with 10 points of Pseudo-God Power!
If he activated the Nine Palaces Secret Manual and layered the Meteor Mystery, he could contend against an expert with 60 points of Pseudo-God Power!
However, a Mid-grade Pseudo-God expert possessed between 100 and 1000 points of Pseudo-God Power!
"Divine Blood Power is roughly equivalent to the offensive power of 80 points of Pseudo-God Power. Layering it with my own Demigod Power and the Meteor Mystery, I can achieve damage equivalent to 100 points of Pseudo-God Power!" Ye Chen was very clear about his capabilities.
The Meteor Mystery could double the attack, but Divine Blood Power was special and could not be doubled.
Combining his inherent strength and Divine Blood Power, he could barely contend with an expert who had just entered the Mid-grade Pseudo-God realm, yet this fiery-robed old man before him carried an extremely dangerous aura, like a primeval beast.
"Insolent whelp, die for me!" The fiery-robed old man roared in anger and unleashed a palm strike toward Ye Chen. This palm contained an extremely strong wave of Pseudo-God Power, pushing the air, mixed with overwhelming divine power, smashing down viciously.
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold. His body rapidly retreated a thousand feet. He raised a finger and pointed out, and dazzling golden light shot out to meet the attack.
Rumble!
The golden light and the palm print canceled each other out, erupting in a powerful shockwave that blasted the surrounding Demigod-level soldiers backward.
Ye Chen’s body retreated violently. Under this powerful oppressive force, he felt as if his chest had been deeply crushed, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Without hesitation, he tore open the Rune Space and shot into the Rune Warship, shouting, "Hurry, go!"
The green-robed old man knew the situation was urgent and quickly piloted the Rune Warship to tear through space and speed away into the distance.
"Stop for me!"
Just as the Rune Space was about to break out of the atmosphere, a voice filled with intense rage and chilling coldness came from below and behind. Immediately, the forward momentum of the entire Rune Warship came to an abrupt halt; it was utterly unable to move forward even half an inch.
Ye Chen's pupils contracted. He quickly opened the detector behind the ship and immediately saw a horrifying sight. The fiery-robed old man on the Flood Dragon Beast stood suspended in mid-air. His withered hand, like a skeletal claw, contained waves of terrifying Pseudo-God Power aura, forming a massive, thousand-foot golden palm that grasped the tail end of the entire Rune Warship, holding it back!
"Blast it open quickly!" Ye Chen urgently commanded. He was somewhat shocked; he hadn't expected this fiery-robed old man to be so terrifying—perhaps he was already at the peak of Mid-grade Pseudo-God, just one step away from a High-grade Pseudo-God expert.
The green-robed old man was sweating profusely, secretly cursing in his heart. He hadn't expected Ye Chen to provoke such a terrifying figure. To be able to grip a starship like this—such a heaven-defying ability was enough to shock people if it were spread around.
"Attack system preparing."
"Warming up!"
"Target locked, launch..."
"Countdown starting..."
Electronic voices echoed from the central control room. Many cannon barrels extended from the surface of the Rune Warship; after all, it was forged from a starship, and its offensive capabilities had been greatly enhanced.
Boom boom boom…
Shells blasted out, continuously bombarding the golden palm, exploding into a large area of mist, like mushrooms clouds bursting open with light and fire everywhere.
Many soldiers at the city gate, along with some passersby, watched this scene in astonishment, shocked by the power of the fiery-robed old man.
"Get down here!" the fiery-robed old man roared in anger. He suddenly tightened his grip. The golden palm, riddled with holes, clenched the Rune Warship forcefully and began to pull it down!
Pulling fiercely!
The balance system of the Rune Warship immediately became unstable. The ship's thrusters seemed blocked, offering no resistance, and it was slowly being pulled back down.
Ye Chen clenched his fists. He knew without thinking that once the ship landed, starting it again would be impossible. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly rushed to the control room at the rear of the ship and ordered the green-robed old man to open the bulletproof and deceleration glass on the ship—glass strong enough to withstand the bombardment of an early-stage Pseudo-God expert!
"Explode, explode!"
Ye Chen rapidly pointed two fingers. 0.35% of his Divine Blood Power shot out consecutively, landing on the golden palm gripping the ship's tail.
Bang! Bang!
The golden palm trembled slightly, loosening somewhat. One finger instantly disintegrated and vanished, but the remaining fingers still tightly grasped the Rune Warship without letting go.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and pointed out again, consecutively.
Swish swish swish…
Waves of Divine Blood Power shot out, impacting the golden palm. After six consecutive bursts of Divine Blood Power, the entire golden palm violently trembled and then exploded apart. A surging wave of Pseudo-God Power, after being weakened by the Rune Warship, enveloped Ye Chen’s entire body. However, two-tenths were weakened by the Mo Sen Suit on his body surface, and the rest entered his body. Under the weakening effect of the Divine Flame Suit, it was weakened by another tenth. The remaining seventy percent all fell into Ye Chen’s body.
"Pfft!" Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, quickly turned around, and shouted, "Hurry, go!"
The green-robed old man was startled and quickly piloted the ship to speed away, tearing through the atmosphere and shooting rapidly toward the sky not far away.