Chapter 166: Oppression

  A series of cracking sounds rang out, and the purple-clothed youth's face contorted in agony. With a slap on his body, a purple long sword appeared in his hand. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the quality of that purple long sword was absolutely not low, giving him a sense of danger.

  Hiss!

  The purple-robed youth's arm shook, and the long sword pierced through the air, directly threatening Ye Chen's throat. The sword tip emitted three inches of purple awn, sharp beyond compare.

  "Looking for death!"

  Loosening his fist, Ye Chen's palm turned golden and two fingers suddenly clamped down on the sword tip.

  Buzz buzz buzz!

  The sword body trembled, but it couldn't leave Ye Chen's fingers, buzzing non-stop. The purple-clothed youth's eyes were full of shock and coldness, he loosened his grip on the hilt, stretched out his finger to draw in mid-air, and in an instant a purple light flashing 'kill' character appeared out of thin air, fiercely imprinting itself on Ye Chen.

  Ye Chen was furious, the purple-clothed youth actually disregarded the rules and used his spiritual power to execute this killing technique. Ye Chen slapped his hand down, his entire body distancing itself from the stone wall, avoiding the "kill" character's strike, at the same time kicking out with one foot towards the purple-clothed youth's waist.

  The two actions were done in one breath, so fast that the purple-clothed youth didn't expect Ye Chen to dodge his killing move and counterattack, he was shocked and couldn't avoid being kicked squarely.

  Hahaha!

  The young man in purple clothes had his ribs broken and his body flew out from the stone wall, falling straight down towards the cliff.

  Buzz!

  Suddenly, a large hand stretched out from the void, and with one grasp, it held the purple-clothed youth aloft. Then, with a gentle toss, the purple-clothed youth's body landed steadily on the top of the cliff. A white light descended from the sky, bathing him in its radiance, and soon the injuries on the purple-clothed youth were completely healed.

  "Crack!"

  At this moment, a silver thunderbolt suddenly fell from the ninth heaven and struck Ye Chen's head.

  That lightning was as thick as a water bucket, transformed into a silver dragon of lightning, opening its huge mouth as if to swallow Ye Chen in one gulp. Those elite disciples were stunned, never expecting such an accident to happen, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

  Ye Chen was greatly shocked and didn't even have time to see who was attacking him. The electric dragon roared as it descended from the ninth heaven, its power causing Ye Chen's mind to tremble with fear. It was too strong, absolutely not something he could match.

  He suddenly shifted to one side, the Wind Step technique unfolding at five times its normal speed. The Shape-Shifting Technique rotated, and an invisible force lifted him into the air, his entire body transformed into a shadowy blur that vanished from its original location in an instant, only to reappear on the cliff top the next moment.

  Almost at the moment when Ye Chen disappeared, the silver electric dragon slammed into the stone wall with a loud crash, causing the entire stone wall to rumble and shake constantly. On its surface, terrifying large cracks were rapidly spreading, opening up one after another.

  The stone wall did not collapse after all, and while the large crack spread rapidly, the stone wall began to flash with divine light, and characters appeared one by one, quickly repairing the cracked gap.

  It wasn't until then that Ye Chen saw clearly who it was that had made a move on him. The person was very young, looking like he was only in his early twenties, extremely handsome, with an arrogant look between his eyebrows, his eyes were indifferent, wearing a silver shirt, with long hair draped over his shoulders, giving off a wild feeling.

  His whole body was surrounded by white light, and the white light gave people a sacred breath. In addition to the white light, there were also silver lightning flowing on the surface of that person's body.

  He stood in the void a thousand meters away from the cliff top, with an aura of unparalleled majesty. His two eyes stared straight at Ye Chen, as if the heavenly god above the nine heavens was looking down on the mortal ants. However, at this moment, there was a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes, apparently not expecting Ye Chen to dodge his casual strike at the last minute.

  Ye Chen looked at the man, his eyes calm and quiet, but in his heart a fierce anger was burning. This person's strength was unimaginable, and the aura he gave off made Ye Chen feel that it was on par with Huo Shenzi. The fact that such a powerful being would attack him was truly infuriating!

  "You're just an ant, but you dare to look at me like that and can't even explain yourself, aren't you still a coward? Alright, are you not convinced?" The man said with an overbearing attitude, looking down at Ye Chen with his eyes.

  "I'm convinced now," Ye Chen said in a low voice. "You're stronger than me, I'm no match for you, and I don't have the right to be dissatisfied."

  The youth in silver clothes gazed at Ye Chen with a faint look, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said, "Now you're convinced, which means you won't be convinced later, right?"

  "Yes!"

  "Haha, okay, you're a brave little ant! But if you died now, there wouldn't be a tomorrow for you." The man in silver clothes laughed loudly.

  "With your current state, killing me would be a shame to humanity!" Ye Chen's eyes locked onto his, their gazes clashing without evasion.

  "Shut up!" A proud disciple shouted, pointing at Ye Chen and said: "You still don't hurry to kneel down and apologize to Master Li!"

  "Have seen Master Li."

  "Have seen Master Li."

  Several elite disciples bowed their heads in succession towards the silver-robed man.

  The man in silver robes glanced at the few elite disciples with a hint of disdain, his eyes still filled with endless contempt. He said coldly, "Get out of my sight, mind your own business, or don't blame me for being rude."

  Several elite disciples trembled with fear, originally intending to make Ye Chen admit his mistake, which might have prevented the Silver Robe from taking drastic action. If those who came to participate in the selection at Lingquan Fudi were to die here, it would greatly affect the reputation of Lingquan Fudi, and the several people responsible for recruiting disciples would also be punished by the elder. However, the Silver Robe was too powerful, directly intimidating them, making them not dare to say another word.

  "Brother, kill this kid!" The purple-clothed youth's face was gloomy as he stared at Ye Chen, his killing intent evident.

  "It won't do." The man in silver robes shook his head and said lightly, "Killing him would damage the reputation of Lingquan Blessed Land and dirty my hands. Moreover, it would be troublesome if the elder investigated."

  "But older brother..."

  "Alright." The youth in silver robes stopped the youth in purple robes and said, "I will give him his punishment, don't worry about it. You continue with the assessment, I hope you can enter the Core Institute and become a core disciple."

  "It's Big Brother, Zi Feng will definitely not let you down." The purple-clothed youth gave Ye Chen a cold glance and stopped speaking.

  "Ant!" The young man in silver clothes stared at Ye Chen, saying strongly: "What are you? My younger brother took action against you and you just endured it, who told you to fight back? Who gave you the guts, ah?"

  "What are you?" Ye Chen sneered, his anger burning to the extreme. Although he knew that the opponent was too strong for him to resist, he still didn't show any weakness, the undefeated will of the Chaotic Bloodline wouldn't allow him to back down!

  As soon as this was said, those elite disciples and the disciples who had rushed over upon discovering the situation were all stunned, with some directly shouting in anger.

  "What kind of thing are you, daring to be rude to Master Li?"

  "Brother Li is a god-like figure, how can you, a small ant, insult him? You're simply asking for death!"

  Some disciples of Lingquan Fudi glared at Ye Chen with anger, while others looked at him with pity. Someone even dared to ask Li Yifan what kind of thing he was. Who in Lingquan Fudi would dare speak like this? Not even the elders would dare. Who is Li Yifan's ancestor? That is one of the top ten ancestors of Lingquan Fudi, 'Li Tie', and Li Yifan's father 'Li Gang' is also a elder of the Holy Hall.

  Old man, apart from his three direct disciples, who dares to provoke him?

  Not only that, but Li Yifan and the direct descendants of several other old ancestors formed a force called the "Second Generation Party", which was composed entirely of second-generation ancestors. The background was strong and hard, with nearly 100,000 members of the Second Generation Party, who were overwhelmingly powerful and walked horizontally wherever they went in Lingquan Fudi.

  Two silver electric lights shot out from Li Yifan's eyes, piercing through the void, intimidating to the extreme. His entire body was flowing with divine light, causing the surrounding space to distort and twist.

  "Alright, you really are a fearless thing. However, while the death penalty can be avoided, corporal punishment is hard to escape. Now, kneel down and slap yourself a thousand times in front of everyone!"

  "Kneel down!"

  A cold shout came from Li Yifan's mouth, and the terrifying sound wave suddenly exploded, making Ye Chen feel his brain shaking violently, severe abdominal pain, and suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  Li Yifan's aura came pressing down, and in the void, it seemed as if a massive, invisible mountain was falling from above. Ye Chen felt an overwhelming pressure, his body began to crack, all his bones creaking loudly, and his legs slowly buckled under the force.

  Ye Chen gritted his teeth, gathering all his strength to forcibly prop up his legs. If he knelt down today, then Ye Chen would no longer be qualified to inherit the invincible will of the Chaos Bloodline. He would rather be torn to pieces than accept such humiliation!

  The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, it's like there's a mountain range pressing down on my head. Ye Chen's top of the head and the surrounding void are completely twisted, like a hemp flower, and the pressure is still increasing bit by bit.

  Li Yifan looked at Ye Chen with a cold and detached expression, gradually exerting his aura to suppress him. He wanted to severely punish this insignificant ant who dared to profane his dignity, which was simply unforgivable.

  Ye Chen's legs trembled, propping himself up with all his might, and his steel-like teeth almost shattered from the effort. His heart seethed with hatred, this being the second time he had been humiliated since Fire God's son, and in front of others, he didn't even have room to resist!

  "I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger, and trample all those who look down on me, humiliate me, and slap them in the face. Ye Chen's heart had a voice constantly shouting, his dignity was ruthlessly trampled, but he had no room for resistance, at this moment his hatred was carved into his bones."

  "Heaven deceives me, people deceive me, I, Ye Chen, am not so easily deceived!" Ye Chen's fists were clenched tightly, barely supporting himself to avoid kneeling down, but under Li Yifan's overwhelming aura, it was only a matter of time before he would kneel. He simply couldn't hold on for much longer.

  Ye Chen felt his dignity being trampled on by Li Yifan, bit by bit, until he was left with nothing, this is the greatest shame for a man, shame!

  He wanted to expand the world of domains, but his rationality told him that he couldn't. Those secret techniques could never be revealed to humans unless one day he became strong enough.

  "Li Yifan, stop!"

  A streak of immortal light flew from afar and arrived at Ye Chen's side in an instant, wearing white clothes as snowy, with a celestial appearance and jade-like bones, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, elegant and refined like a fairy, cold and serene like a snow lotus, it was precisely Han Qingxue.

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