Ye Qingchen furrowed his brow, knowing full well that Huan Xinghe was no ordinary Martial Spirit Realm practitioner. Now possessing the strength of the Martial King Realm, his combat power had increased exponentially.
The might of an eight-star Martial Soul was undeniable. Coupled with Huan Xinghe's Earth Level Martial Techniques, even Ye Qingchen lacked the confidence to defeat him.
"Chen Qingye, I bet you didn't expect this! I have to say, I really underestimated you. I never thought you'd push me to use my sect's secret technique."
Huan Xinghe's smile was cruel. As a favored son of heaven, he had always been the one to challenge experts of higher levels, never even sparing a glance for so-called prodigies at his own rank. Yet today, he had been pushed into a corner by Chen Qingye, a cultivator weaker than himself. In Huan Xinghe's eyes, this was an utter humiliation. A humiliation that could only be washed away by defeating Chen Qingye and mercilessly slaughtering him.
