Ye Xingchen's expression stiffened slightly as the Crimson Cloud in his hand slowly disappeared, staring at the scene before him.
From the time he could remember, he lived with his adoptive father and did not know who his biological parents were.
And no one mentions the events surrounding his birth.
He didn't know what his mother felt when she gave birth to him.
Her father died in Jinluo City, and the Ye family and the Xia family became enemies. How did she view her newborn self at that time?
The mother in the picture was crying tears of joy, and Ye Xingchen felt the same way about her.
He could feel his mother's happiness, and even more so, her joy as a mother.
Quietly observing everything before me, the scene suddenly changed.
Xia Xueming suddenly appeared, his face contorted with rage, a stark contrast to his usual kind demeanor. He roared furiously, "You gave birth to a bastard of the Ye family! Throw him away right now!"
At the same time, Grandma and others appeared, and the room was filled with harsh words and insults.
"Ye Jinyu has already died overseas, his child cannot be kept."
"Pregnancy before marriage is outrageous."
“The Ye family doesn’t acknowledge this child at all; they threw him away immediately.”
Ye Xingchen's chest heaved, and he stared blankly at everything before him: "This... is this my family?"
His expression was blank; in that instant, he had a strange feeling: "Could it be... that I really shouldn't have come into this world?"
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a metallic taste of blood rising from his throat.
After only a moment of distraction, his expression immediately cleared.
He understood that this was a false image created in his mind by the manipulation of his emotions by the Five Great Eunuchs.
For her own sake, her mother hadn't had a good night's sleep in twenty years.
In order to find himself, his maternal grandfather forcibly comprehended a sliver of divine secrets from Confucianism and Taoism, and went mad for twenty years in the deep mountains and forests just to wait for him.
They love themselves, and these illusions are just the result of those people's malice towards them.
The Five Great Eunuchs deserve to die.
Now that you've come to your senses, then you can all die.
Ye Xingchen suddenly grabbed with his right hand, and Chixiao reappeared in his hand.
With a slash in the void, three sword lights appeared out of thin air. Chi Xiao let out a dragon's roar, and all the illusions before him were shattered by his sword.
Several muffled groans were heard, and the fog in front of them broke through. The five guards retreated simultaneously, two of them with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.
"How is this possible? How did you get out of the love spell so quickly?" Tianming asked in shock.
"Can't you come up with something new with these formations? They're either just emotional manipulation or illusions." Ye Xingchen sneered. "My heart has already been tempered a thousand times. These formations that manipulate emotions have very little effect on me."
"Impossible! Again, a full-scale assault! Seven Netherworlds, Crimson Flame..."
The five guards gritted their teeth and simultaneously reached out with their right hands to grab at the air.
Since they couldn't fool Ye Xingchen, they would have to use other methods to attack him head-on.
However, Ye Xingchen did not intend to give them a chance.
The Seven Nether Wind Formation was ultimately missing two people. Although it could withstand experts at the peak of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, an incomplete formation was still incomplete. In Ye Xingchen's eyes, the formation was full of flaws.
He reached out with his right hand and grabbed at the air, causing the Crimson Sky Sword to burst forth with sword light. He then drew the sword forward, and the Thunderclap Sword descended from the sky.
A powerful bolt of lightning descended from the sky and landed in the center of the formation.
Just as the five generals formed their formation, a bolt of lightning struck the ground with a deafening roar, blasting the five of them into a tumble...
Ye Xingchen's Thunderclap Sword was no joke; the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the sword power. When he unleashed this sword strike, all five people were sent flying to the ground.
Tian Si's cultivation level was slightly higher, so after he was injured and fell to the ground, he only coughed up blood and was able to struggle to sit up.
However, faced with Ye Xingchen's powerful aura, he, who had just stood up, spat out another mouthful of blood and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"You're not convinced?" Ye Xingchen put away Chixiao and then slowly walked forward.
"I could have imagined we would lose, but I didn't expect to lose so quickly." Tian Si spat out another mouthful of blood.
He slowly raised his head, staring intently at Ye Xingchen: "What kind of being are you? Why do the Seven Emotions in the Wind Formation... have no effect on you?"
"It's not that it has no effect on me. When you're using these evil spells, it does have some influence on me, more or less." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, "but the influence is very slight."
"Moreover, I quickly recovered from your influence. This is not because my willpower is so strong, but because my spiritual power far surpasses that of all of you."
"You're just a Celestial Realm cultivator, yet you possess divine sense?" Tian Si's expression changed drastically.
Divine sense is something that only proper cultivators can possess. No matter how strong a martial artist's mental strength is, it is nothing but child's play in front of divine sense.
"Oh, it seems you've revealed my secret." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. "But it doesn't matter, you won't live much longer anyway."
"Ye Xingchen, what kind of being are you? How many secrets do you still hold?" Tian Si raised his head to look at Ye Xingchen, and only now did a hint of fear appear in his eyes.
What makes an enemy so terrifying is not how powerful they are, but that they know nothing about them.
When they came before, he thought he knew Ye Xingchen well enough, but when he actually saw Ye Xingchen, he realized that his understanding of him was only the tip of the iceberg.
“Many, many.” Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: “For example, you have always thought that I cultivate martial arts, but I do not. What I cultivate is the path of cultivation, the legendary orthodox method of immortal cultivation.”
"As expected..." The angel's gaze at Ye Xingchen gradually became complicated, and suddenly, he smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Ye Xingchen glanced at the angel, not understanding why the guy suddenly started laughing.
“I laugh at our ignorance… The limit of a martial artist I know is to enter sainthood, and the path of martial arts will also stop at entering sainthood, that is, the martial saint of the mortal world.” The angel laughed and shook his head: “But for cultivators, cultivating the Three Pure Ones’ righteous methods and stepping into the legendary Three Pure Ones’ Nine Realms is just the beginning.”
"Even the strongest in the world, after a lifetime, can only glimpse the threshold. Such ignorance makes us laughable."
"It is indeed laughable, but what is even more laughable is our city lord." The angel laughed even more arrogantly: "He actually thinks he can challenge the Heavenly Dao? How laughable, how laughable!"
"Angel, why do you diminish your own prestige and boost the morale of others?" Tianming bled from all seven orifices, but he still stood up unwillingly: "We are originally the lowest of the low in this society. If it weren't for the Lord, we would never have survived until now."
"Even if it means death, even if the other party is ridiculously strong, we must never bow down to him."
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