Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

"The Ancestor said it was a joke. Ye Chen has offended the Grand Sect and bullied the fact that there was no one in my ancient sect. How can we not come?" Skyless Buddha said slowly. His voice was like rolling thunder, and it shook the entire hall to the point of rumbling.    

    

"Not bad, not bad. If we don't join forces, I'm afraid we'll be defeated by Ye Chen one by one."    

    

A True Monarch from Mystery Sect said.    

    

All the immortals responded with a cold smile on their faces.    

    

Over a hundred True Monarch were gathered here. Even the Profound Sect could be flattened by them, let alone Ye Chen. As long as he didn't become a Heavenly Sovereign, Ye Chen was still a human, and it would be difficult for him to fight a deadly opponent with his fists. Besides, there were still so many supreme overlords here.    

    

The immortals of the ancient sects had never been as confident in their own strength as they were today.    

    

"Ye Chen, you have never thought that you have stirred up so many grudges. In front of the power of the ancient sect, the strength of a single person is nothing!"    

    

Saint Heavenly Emperor snorted with satisfaction.    

    

Patriarch Sword Inscription sat there, drinking wine cup by cup. The more he drank, the more energetic he became. There seemed to be a sword light brewing in his eyes. Madam Ku Wen, who was beside him, had a resolute look on her face. It was as if she had been frozen for ten thousand years, and her killing intent was condensed.    

    

While everyone was talking loudly.    

    

Suddenly, they heard a wave of exclamations. These exclamations became louder and louder, filling up the entire Cang Ming, as if millions of people were shouting at the same time. Their hearts trembled. They knew that Ye Chen had arrived.    

    

That's right, Ye Chen had arrived.    

    

He stepped on a White Flood Dragon that was over a hundred meters long. With the help of the Void Riding Wind, he created a long wave of White Rainbow Qi in the air. Along the way, he brought Shen Mengyue all the way south. Finally, they arrived in front of the Sacred Heaven Palace.    

    

The Sacred Heaven Palace was incomparably majestic, and it was about a thousand meters long.    

    

Its entire Heavenly Palace was suspended above the white clouds, like an ancient Heavenly Court. The entire Heavenly Palace was connected into a single entity. It was enveloped by countless rays of light and immortal mist. Before it even got close, one could already feel the terrifying power contained within it.    

    

Below the Heavenly Palace was a magnificent city that took up dozens of kilometers of land, which was ten times bigger than the most magnificent city in ancient times.    

    

The appearance of the White Flood Dragon caused countless people below to exclaim in shock. The massive sound waves shook the heavens and earth. Ye Chen ignored it and raised his head to look at the sky, his tongue crackling with thunder.    

    

"Ye Chen of Z Country has come to pay a visit to the master of Sacred Heaven Palace!"    

    

Every word he uttered was like the roar of a cannon. The sound of thunder exploded, shaking everything within a hundred miles.    

    

A sound wave that seemed to have materialized came out of Ye Chen's mouth, and crashed into the surface of Sacred Heaven Palace. Immediately, numerous talismans were activated, and the mountain protecting Magic Formation of the Sacred Heaven Palace was quickly activated. It condensed into a cloud, blocking the sound wave outside. However, the people on the ground did not have such a good opportunity. Many of the weaker people in the cultivation base felt a splitting headache and fainted.    

    

Even cracks appeared on the ground as if a typhoon had passed by.    

    

Many people had shocked expressions on their faces.    

    

This was the terror of Ye Chen! He didn't use any magical techniques or divine abilities, but just his voice alone was enough to shake Heaven and Earth. It could cause mountains to collapse and rivers to flow backward.    

    

"Teacher is here."    

    

Lin Qiqi raised her head in joy.    

    

Lin Jiu'er, Bai Yunchang, the Lv Family sisters and the others also looked up. They saw the young man standing on the head of the flood dragon, his black clothes fluttering in the wind. All of them had mixed feelings in their hearts.    

    

Xiao Yijue and Ye Nian Qin Hongshuang were about to make a move when a voice suddenly sounded in their minds, "Don't act rashly. Trust me."    

    

The three of them looked at each other and realized that Ye Chen did not look in their direction at all. Clearly, he did not want to expose their identities, so he forcefully suppressed his desire to fight to the death and quietly blended into the crowd.    

    

"That's good."    

    

Ye Chen smiled slightly. What he was facing now might be the most difficult battle after his rebirth. At that time, he might not be able to spare his attention to take care of his parents. It would be best if they did not expose themselves.    

    

"Fellow Taoist Ye, please come in and see me."    

    

A voice as calm as water came from the Heavenly Palace. This voice was like water, quickly nourishing the hearts of countless people and alleviating their headaches. A crack appeared on the Magic Formation of the Sacred Heaven Palace.    

    

Saint Heavenly Emperor attacked.    

    

He was not much weaker than Patriarch Sword Inscription just by relying on his powerful skill.    

    

Ye Chen was not afraid at all. He brought Shen Mengyue along and stepped on the Flood Dragon. They landed in front of the Competition Field of the Sacred Heaven Palace. Over a hundred True Monarch had gathered in the huge square. The ten people at the front were like gods and devils. Their Qi shook the sky.    

    

Facing such a gorgeous line-up.    

    

Shen Mengyue's expression changed slightly and her small hand tightly grabbed onto Ye Chen's sleeve. The White Flood Dragon was so scared that it shrunk back two meters and hid in a corner, shivering.    

    

"Ye Chen, you really dare to come?"    

    

One of the Bamboo Cultivation Sect's elder sneered.    

    

"Who do you think you are to talk to me?"    

    

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes.    

    

The elder of the Bamboo Cultivation Sect became furious when it heard this. Its face turned purple. It was like the liver of a pig. True Lord of Bamboo Cultivation, who was at the front, sneered, "He is not qualified. Am I enough? Ye Chen, you killed True Monarch and my disciple. Let's settle this score today. "    

    

As the Sect Master of the Bamboo Cultivation Sect, True Lord of Bamboo Cultivation represented the will of the Bamboo Cultivation Sect.    

    

"The other higher sects have the same opinion?" ...    

    

Ye Chen held his hands behind his back and looked around.    

    

"If Fellow Taoist Ye is willing to imprison himself in my Myriad Buddha Sect, he will not leave the mountain for three hundred years, and will hand over the body tempering technique. I can make the decision and let Fellow Daoists leave safely today. "    

    

Skyless Buddha gave a Buddhist proclamation.    

    

"That's a good plan, Old Bald Donkey. Ye Chen, I don't want your body refinement technique. As long as you hand over your flame divine ability and swear that you will never interfere with my ancient sect, I can also make the decision to protect you."    

    

From the Flame Valley. The valley master of ___ also spoke.    

    

The other high sect masters spoke. They either wanted Ye Chen's talisman, Dao Art, or divine abilities. Some of the people with big tastes were even more interested in Ye Chen's Black Tortoise Transformation.    

    

These sect leaders viewed Ye Chen as a salted fish on a chopping block, their eyes filled with endless greed.    

    

Only Patriarch Sword Inscription and Saint Heavenly Emperor did not speak. Their eyes were cold, like eagles staring at their prey.    

    

"Are you finished?"    

    

Ye Chen suddenly opened his mouth, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face. "I don't want any of your divine abilities, talisman, or Dao techniques. I only have one request. "    

    

"The ancient sect has submitted to me. Otherwise, I will annihilate the entire ancient sect and turn all of you into ashes!"    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience fell silent.    

    

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.    

    

"Ye Chen, ever since our ancient sect entered this world, even if Heavenly Sovereigns were to reincarnate, they still wouldn't dare to boast, demanding that all the great sects, True Monarch, rise and fall. What virtue and ability do you have to dare speak such arrogant words?"    

    

Ku Wen's wife spoke with a cold smile. She wore an ancient male outfit, long sleeves fluttering about, not allowing her beard and brows to move. When her eyes opened and closed, divine light shone like lightning.    

    

"Such a crazy disciple, just kill him. Do you really think that there is no one in my ancient sect?"    

    

True Lord of Bamboo Cultivation sneered, "A mere barbarian of Z Country. He was lucky enough to obtain some inheritance. How dare he look down on our ancient sect? A barbarian is a barbarian. He doesn't know manners and doesn't know respect! "    

    

Shen Mengyue really could not stand it and retorted, "Isn't your ancestor also a Z People? Saying your homeland like this is simply forgetting your roots!"