Chapter 35 Human nature, always greedy and insatiable...
Following the direction Wang Er pointed, sure enough, a boy dressed in plain clothes with an ordinary appearance walked over.
After seeing the person's appearance clearly, Chen Bao couldn't help but frown.
"Wang Er, are you messing with me? This kid isn't even dressed as well as I am, and he doesn't look like he's made a living at all."
"How could I dare, Brother Leopard? Don't let his shabby clothes fool you, he's throwing around gold soul coins. Who charters a car with gold soul coins? He must be a rich guy trying to cover his tracks!"
Wang Er looked anxious and began to explain.
The two did not lower their voices throughout their conversation, seemingly unafraid of being overheard by Ye Tianchen.
Ye Tianchen had indeed already spotted them and was looking in their direction.
Chen Bao narrowed his eyes and re-examined Ye Tianchen. He saw the boy's calm face and those unwavering eyes—no fear, no pleading, not even a hint of wanting to run away or beg for mercy.
This is not normal.
But who is Chen Bao? A fugitive who has lived on the edge of death for twenty years, how could he be intimidated by a mere kid?
Even if this young man has some skill, how could a dignified fourth-ring Soul Master like him not be able to deal with a mere brat?
"Kid."
Chen Bao drew a long sword from his waist. The blade was gleaming, and crackling white arcs of electricity crackled around its edge.
"If you know what's good for you, hand over all your valuables. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life."
Ye Tianchen looked at him, at Wang Er's fawning smile, and at the twenty-odd bandits behind Chen Bao, who were armed with swords and had greedy eyes.
A gentle breeze swept across the compacted dirt road, swirling up a few withered leaves that danced around his feet.
"Don't flaunt your wealth; the wisdom passed down from our ancestors is indeed useful."
Ye Tianchen sighed softly, his expression showing some annoyance.
"Kid, you're just too young. You dare to spend gold soul coins to rent a carriage? If you don't get robbed, who will? I advise you to be smart, Brother Leopard..."
"Stop babbling!"
Chen Bao roared, and four spirit rings—one white and three yellow—lit up beneath his feet. His spirit, Thunder Leopard, was activated, and blazing white lightning instantly spread throughout his body. The longsword in his hand crackled with electricity!
"Kill him, and everything will be ours!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Bao's figure had already transformed into a white bolt of lightning, his long sword carrying violent lightning as it slashed down at Ye Tianchen!
This strike showed no mercy.
A full-force attack from a four-ring Soul Master is enough to decapitate a thousand-year-old Soul Beast in one strike!
A cruel pleasure flashed in Chen Bao's eyes—he could already see the pretentious brat's head flying off!
"clang--!"
The crisp sound of metal clashing was particularly jarring on the quiet dirt road.
Chen Bao's longsword stopped three inches from Ye Tianchen's neck.
It didn't stop on its own; it was a layer of golden lightning armor.
The armor was as thin as a cicada's wing, clinging tightly to Ye Tianchen's body, extending from his chest to his neck, shoulders, and arms, with fine golden lightning flowing through every line.
Chen Bao's longsword struck the armor, but it didn't even leave a white mark, let alone cut through it.
What terrified Chen Bao even more was that the blazing white arcs of electricity wrapped around his blade were now being absorbed, devoured, and assimilated by the golden armor, just like a mud ox sinking into the sea!
"What...what the hell is this?!"
Chen Bao tried to draw his sword and retreat, but found that the long sword was firmly held by the golden armor and wouldn't budge!
He desperately channeled his soul power, and his second and third soul rings lit up simultaneously. Even more violent lightning surged from his body, slashing towards Ye Tianchen along the blade!
Then, it was absorbed as well, without even causing a ripple.
Ye Tianchen finally lifted his eyelids and looked at Chen Bao's terrified and distorted face.
"The power of your thunder..."
He spoke slowly, his voice remaining calm.
"It's far inferior to the Ten-Thousand-Year Thunderwing Tiger."
Chen Bao's pupils suddenly contracted. A ten-thousand-year-old Thunderwing Tiger, even one that had just broken through to the ten-thousand-year mark, was capable of easily killing a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor. Judging from the young man's words, he had not only seen one before, but even...
He dared not think any further, or rather, he had no chance to think any further, because a change was beginning to occur in Ye Tianchen that terrified him.
Three spirit rings first rose from beneath his feet: one yellow and two purple.
Immediately afterwards, a hazy silver light flashed in Ye Tianchen's eyes, and a dreamy colorful light enveloped his body. The next second, the soul ring beneath his feet began to twist and change.
The yellow and purple hues slowly faded, revealing a scarlet blood-red glow.
The first spirit ring was as red as blood.
The second spirit ring was a deep purple with an eerie red glow.
The third spirit ring was as black as an abyss.
One red, one purple, and one black.
Three spirit rings slowly rotated beneath Ye Tianchen's feet, emanating a pressure that seemed almost tangible. Before Chen Bao's bandits could even scream, half of them had already collapsed to the ground, their knees buckling.
"A hundred thousand years...a hundred thousand years soul ring..."
Chen Bao's voice was dry, like sandpaper rubbing against his throat.
"You... what kind of monster are you...?"
Ye Tianchen did not answer, but the ten-thousand-year soul ring beneath his feet lit up.
"Soul Skill Fusion Technique, Dust and Lightning Domain".
"Buzz—"
Centered on Ye Tianchen, the ground within a 30-meter radius instantly cracked and shattered! Not blasted into fragments, but shaken into extremely fine dust, almost invisible to the naked eye! Thousands upon thousands of dust particles suspended in mid-air, connected, pierced, and controlled by countless fine golden arcs of electricity!
The longsword in Chen Bao's hand was the first to suffer. The metal blade trembled violently in the terrifying electromagnetic field, emitting a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden, and then—shattered!
It didn't break, it shattered.
It turned into countless tiny metal fragments, the size of rice grains, suspended in the dust and mist.
Chen Bao looked at his empty hands, his mind blank.
Then he heard Ye Tianchen's voice, very soft, as if stating a trivial fact.
"Let me show you what true thunder power is."
Ye Tianchen raised his hand and waved it gently.
Thousands of dust particles and metal fragments suspended in mid-air simultaneously changed direction.
The sharp edges were all pointed at Chen Bao and the more than twenty bandits behind him.
Before he could even beg for mercy, thousands of dust particles and metal fragments transformed into a golden-brown storm that instantly passed through Chen Bao and everyone behind him.
The fragments were too small and too fast, so fast that blood didn't even have time to gush from the wound, so fast that a scream didn't even have time to escape.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Explosions rang out continuously, and Chen Bao and the others were like lit fireworks, exploding into clouds of blood mist that slowly dissipated.
As for Wang Er, he was already terrified by what he had just witnessed.
The seemingly invincible Leopard Brother in his eyes didn't even last a single breath; Ye Tianchen, whom he considered easy prey, killed everyone in less than three breaths.
"Young Master Ye...."
Watching Ye Tianchen walk towards him step by step, Wang Er finally regained his voice and burst into tears.
"I was blind... I was blinded by greed... Please spare my life... Please..."
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