As he spoke, runes flickered in the sky.

The second move of Chaos Suppression is unleashed!

A voice as ethereal as a demon's cry echoed through the heavens.

"Chaos Suppressing God—"

"Suppress the vast sea!"

The sound of the waves resounded, and a blood-red giant wave suddenly rose from the sea of ​​blood where the corpses of gods and demons floated.

The waves surged like a tsunami, sweeping into the air, only to solidify in mid-air under some powerful law.

That moment was as if time had stopped.

Everything in the scene froze.

Ye Chen's body was also frozen in place.

Then, the spiritual power within his body, as well as the soul power of Cang Xixue, the seventh generation Demon Sealing Master, disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The soul battle armor that Cang Xixue, the seventh generation Demon-Sealing Master, condensed with her soul power vanished in an instant, transforming back into her remnant soul of the Great Emperor and entering the Demon-Sealing Immortal Ring.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen's spiritual power was imprisoned.

Unable to maintain flight any longer, it hovered in the air for a second before plummeting to the ground.

"Ah! My spiritual power is gone!"

"Help me!"

Ye Chen let out a panicked cry.

At that moment, a powerful member of the Misty Sect, who was being chased by the Heavenly Saint Demon, flew towards Ye Chen's direction, hoping to save him.

But they hadn't flown to Ye Chen yet.

Five-colored bolts of lightning descended from the sky, piercing through their bodies before exploding.

Ye Chen's body plummeted from a height of thousands of feet, crashing to the ground with a loud thud, creating a large crater.

The power from the seventh generation of demon-sealing masters protected his life, preventing him from being killed by the fall.

But he was also injured.

A demon chariot descended from the sky.

Gu Jian stood on the demon chariot, looked at Ye Chen, and said, "How was it, Ye Chen? Was it fun?"

"Fuck your mother."

Unable to mobilize his spiritual power, Ye Chen's mentality collapsed.

But seeing Gu Jian so close by, he immediately got up and rushed towards him.

Before she could reach Gu Jian, Feng Yantong struck out with her palm.

With a loud bang, Ye Chen's body flew backward.

This slap was clearly driven by personal grudges.

Feng Yantong struck with exceptional force.

Ye Chen spat out blood, and when he fell to the ground, he could no longer get up.