"Forget it, fellow Taoist."
The other person sighed, his face full of helplessness.
"They are all powerful Immortal Emperors. If we go up there with our limited cultivation, what difference is there between that and committing suicide?"
These geniuses were all filled with righteous indignation, their fists clenched, their eyes burning with hatred and murderous intent towards the ancient clan.
However, the reality is cruel. Among the geniuses of the ancient clans who come to snatch the immortal stones, the lowest level of cultivation is the early stage of the Immortal Emperor.
Most of these geniuses in the fairy world are still at the level of Immortal Venerable and Profound Immortal.
The huge gap in strength made them no match at all, and they could only roar and scream outside the valley.
Ye Chen glanced at the angry geniuses at the valley entrance and walked towards the Huanling Valley.
At this moment, Ye Chen has transformed into an ordinary cultivator, and his cultivation level is only at the early stage of Golden Immortal.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, don't be impulsive!"
Seeing this, a young genius with an honest face couldn't help but speak out a reminder.
"Those ancient beasts inside kill without blinking an eye. If you go in with your limited cultivation, it's no different from sending yourself to die in vain!"
He thought Ye Chen was also blinded by anger and wanted to go in to argue, which was tantamount to seeking death.
Ye Chen did not stop, as if he did not hear his advice, and strode into the valley.
"well!"
Seeing that Ye Chen refused to listen to his advice, the young genius sighed heavily, with a trace of regret on his face.
"Another poor soul lost in anger. What a shame."
In the Huanling Valley, dozens of geniuses from the ancient clans were excitedly searching for immortal stones, laughing triumphantly from time to time.
One of them frowned when he saw Ye Chen walking in slowly.
"Who?"
"This Phantom Valley has been occupied by my ancient clan. You dare to come in? You are seeking death!"
Before he finished speaking, he casually raised his hand and a sharp sword energy slashed towards Ye Chen.
The sword energy of the early stage Immortal Emperor came straight towards Ye Chen, and the sharp edge made the geniuses of the Immortal World watching outside the valley feel a little nervous.
"It's over!"
The young genius who had reminded Ye Chen earlier closed his eyes involuntarily.
"snort!"
Ye Chen snorted coldly and waved his hand.
"Buzz!"
The sword energy of the early stage Immortal Emperor dissipated instantly with Ye Chen's casual wave.
"Um?"
This scene made all the geniuses of the ancient clans who were searching for immortal stones in the valley stop their actions immediately.
Dozens of surprised and doubtful eyes were cast at Ye Chen.
How could a cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm be able to easily dissolve the attack of an early stage Immortal Emperor Realm?
This is unreasonable. The person in front of me is not as simple as he seems.
The geniuses from the immortal world outside Huanling Valley were also filled with disbelief.
"I... am I seeing right? He actually blocked it?"
"That was a strike from the Immortal Emperor! Just like that... it's gone?"
"Who exactly is this fellow Daoist? Is he hiding his cultivation?"
The young genius who had reminded Ye Chen earlier was now filled with turbulent thoughts.
"Could it be... I really have misjudged him? Didn't he just rush to his death on impulse?"
"Interesting."
A young man from the ancient clan who was at the state of great perfection of the Immortal Emperor slowly walked out.
He stared at Ye Chen intently and sneered, "I didn't expect that in the fairy world, there are still rats like you who like to hide their heads and show their tails."
"No matter who you are, if you dare to play tricks in front of my ancient clan, you will die today!"
The moment he finished speaking, he drew his sword and slashed out.
"Buzz!"
A sword with the power to destroy everything swept towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's expression was calm. With a flip of his wrist, the Jinghong Sword appeared from his hand.
A sword was slashed towards the ancient Immortal Emperor who had reached perfection.
An eternal sword intent that could obliterate all things slashed towards the Immortal Emperor who had reached great perfection.
"boom!"
The two sword intentions collided, and the terrifying energy aftermath swept around, scraping off a layer of the ground.
The Immortal Emperor of the ancient clan who had reached the Great Perfection only felt a terrifying force rebounding from the sword.
"puff!"
He felt a sweet taste in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his knuckles instantly broke.
His figure flew backwards dozens of feet like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into the mountain wall, his eyes full of horror.
With just one sword strike, he was able to injure and repel this powerful Immortal Emperor who had reached the Great Perfection.
Ye Chen succeeded in his attack without stopping, and his cold eyes swept over the geniuses of the ancient clan in the valley.
"Since you are here, just stay."
An indifferent voice sounded, and he swung the Jinghong Sword in his hand again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several even more terrifying eternal sword intentions, like the scythe of the god of death, shot towards the other powerful immortal emperors of the ancient clan.
Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be cut apart.
“Puff!”
“Puff!”
…
Those geniuses of the ancient clan who were in the early stage of Immortal Emperor were cut in half by the sword intent before they could react.
Scarlet blood mixed with internal organs spilled all over the ground, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.
"You... who are you?"
The Great Immortal Emperor who was knocked away just got up from the ground.
He asked as he looked at the bloody scene in front of him, his eyes full of fear.
Ye Chen sneered and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
The Jinghong Sword was raised again, and the terrifying murderous intent locked onto the Great Perfection Immortal Emperor.
"Not good! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
At this moment, an Immortal Emperor from the ancient Peng family stared at the Jinghong Sword in Ye Chen's hand.
A name that frightened him suddenly flashed through his mind.
"That...that's the Jinghong Sword! He is Ye Chen!"
He exclaimed, his voice filled with fear.
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