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He had thought Bai Chen would continue the fight. Who knew that after just two exchanges, Bai Chen would flee. So much for his so-called pride.

“If it were Cang Wu, he would definitely continue fighting to the death!” Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

Yan Ruyu couldn’t help but roll her eyes and silently commented, “If it were Cang Wu, the fight wouldn’t have started in the first place! Cang Wu may seem prideful and arrogant, but he’s actually someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong, only using his power to oppress others.”

“If it’s someone he can’t afford to offend, Cang Wu would swallow his pride and do nothing, letting others mock and insult him without uttering a word.”

Yan Ruyu had seen Cang Wu being teased and mocked several times in public before. If it were anyone else, they might have exploded in anger long ago, but Cang Wu didn’t.

Because those mocking him were Huang Qingtian and Jiang Chen—two individuals he couldn’t afford to offend. He knew that any rebuttal or stand would only lead to more humiliation and possibly even his downfall.

Despite Cang Wu’s caution, he was eventually annihilated. Not for many reasons, but because the environment he was in left him no choice.

“Go, Ruyu!” Jiang Chen said to Yan Ruyu beside him.

This inheritance was prepared for Yan Ruyu. It must be said, the Supreme Palace had ample survival opportunities. With countless chances inside, conforming to myriad great Dao.

If one could obtain an inheritance, not to say soaring to the skies, but one could become a regional overlord in the Nine Heavens Realm in the future and firmly establish themselves.

“Okay!” Yan Ruyu wasn’t pretentious.

She knew she was still too weak at the moment. To help Jiang Chen and become his right-hand man, she had to become stronger quickly.

And the opportunity of the Yin Yang Dao was indeed not quite suitable for Jiang Chen. It could only be maximized if used by her.

Whoosh.

Just like Jing Muyu, Yan Ruyu stepped into the gate and directly entered the palace. The palace doors then suddenly shut.

On the other side, seeing Bai Chen being blasted away with a punch, everyone was shocked, their eyes wide.

The gap was that big? Wasn’t the body of the ancient imperial family supposed to be extremely tough? How could it not withstand even a single punch?

“Defeating the White Tiger Divine Son with two punches, what level has the Primordial Holy Son reached?”

“Has the Primordial Holy Son reached quasi-saint?”

“That’s impossible, right? The last gathering of prodigies was just a few months ago!”

“I also find it unrealistic, but how else can you explain the White Tiger God Son’s dismal defeat? Knowing he’s one of the strongest monsters in the Nine Heavens Realm, an entity that even Qin Ershi could only tie with, and Huang Qingtian might not have been able to defeat so easily!”

“Unless he’s above one level, otherwise it’s hard to achieve such a defeat with just two punches!”

“Is there a possibility that the Primordial Holy Son is a level above them?”

“Unrealistic!”

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, shocked by the scene before them. Defeating the White Tiger God Son with two punches and making him completely retreat! Is this the strength that the Great Master realm can possess?

This must be quasi-saint level. After all, the Bai Chen is a presence at the eighth level of the Great Master realm, even ordinary quasi-saints might not be able to achieve this step.

At first, some people thought it was an illusion, rubbing their eyes subconsciously. After confirming several times, they fully acknowledged this was true.

Even with mental preparation, they were shocked by the scene before them. It seems, the strength of the Primordial Holy Son far exceeded their imagination.

“If the Primordial Holy Son is so powerful, wouldn’t Huang Qingtian be the same?”

“That being said, Huang Qingtian is indeed the number one prodigy of the ancient imperial family. As for the so-called Dragon Son, I’ve never seen him, and he may not be as strong as Huang Qingtian!”

“Huang Qingtian was born in the wrong era. If he found an era, he might have been invincible, sweeping everything, with no peers as rivals!”

“I initially thought the gap between Huang Qingtian and the White Tiger God Son wasn’t that big, but now it seems the difference is like heaven and earth!”

“Indeed hard to imagine!”

Jiang Chen’s strength and Bai Chen’s retreat made people recall the battle between Jiang Chen and Huang Qingtian. They fought for a long time, equally matched.

If Jiang Chen is so strong now, Huang Qingtian must not be far behind. But they don’t know. The gap between them is terrifying. It wasn’t as simple as they initially thought.

Whoosh.

A divine light, like a meteor, fell into an island. Amidst rolling dust, Bai Chen slowly walked out, his face pale and eyebrows furrowed, heart still in shock, “What in the world did Jiang Chen grow up eating!”

The recent battle made him question life itself.

It was all too surreal.

He had been prepared to lose, but he hadn’t anticipated losing so thoroughly. Defeated completely with just two punches. He saw no hope, only utter despair.

Those two punches seemed to have shattered his pride and arrogance, leaving him feeling hopeless and powerless. He couldn’t understand how Huang Qingtian of the past could have battled such a monster for so long.

“If I hadn’t fled, I might have been left there!” Bai Chen muttered to himself.

After the second punch from Jiang Chen completely crushed his body, Bai Chen knew the gap between them. If he hadn’t fled, he probably would have been completely annihilated by Jiang Chen right there.

In the struggles of prodigies, death is final, and the older generations cannot intervene. If he hadn’t fled quickly, once dead by Jiang Chen’s hand, there wouldn’t have been any so-called revenge. Even if the White Tiger clan wanted to, they probably wouldn’t dare.

“I hope Huang Qingtian has a chance to defeat Jean Chen!” Bai Chen was utterly hopeless. He probably didn’t want to fight Jiang Chen for a short time. Those two punches had really traumatized him.

…

Like a chessboard. Countless islands lay like chess pieces in the vast sea. Under the azure sky, countless rays of light boiled forth, covering the entire sky.

Various sounds continuously emerged, like ancient noises, carrying a unique flavor. It was as if one had returned to the ancient battlefields, where life and death hung by a thread.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng descended from the sky onto an island. Looking at the palace in front of her, Ye Qingcheng’s face lit up with joy, just as she was about to step forward.

A fluctuation came from behind her. Ye Qingcheng’s expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly left her spot.

The next moment, a terrifying wave erupted, shaking the entire island as if an earth dragon was turning over.

“Miss Ye, long time no see!” Du Guyun descended from the sky, his eyes fixed on Ye Qingcheng, filled with resentment.

He had not forgotten the humiliation Ye Qingcheng had once given him and the killing intent she had towards him at Heaven Piercing Sect.

After a series of events, Du Guyun had no intention of taking Ye Qingcheng down anymore. Instead, he wanted to humiliate her thoroughly, trample this proud woman under his feet, and then kill her directly.

“Du Guyun! His realm!” Just seeing Du Guyun, Ye Qingcheng was somewhat surprised, but her heart did not fluctuate much.

However, after sensing Du Guyun’s realm, Ye Qingcheng was shocked. Du Guyun’s cultivation level exceeded her expectations. Realm of Life and Death, sixth level.

Such cultivation would be among the top in the Primordial Holy Land. And she was just at the eighth level of the True King realm, still a distance from the Realm of Life and Death.

In pursuing the ancient demon Gu Cang, Ye Qingcheng also gained considerable opportunities, which drastically improved her cultivation. Although the opportunities originally meant for her were taken away.

But after all, she a heroine in the original story, with immense luck. Even if an opportunity was taken away, there would inevitably be another one.

With these opportunities, Ye Qingcheng’s cultivation grew rapidly.

But she hadn’t expected Du Guyun to be even more terrifying. His cultivation level had been much weaker than hers in the past, but now he had surpassed her. This made Ye Qingcheng somewhat disbelieving.

(TL: Geng is the seventh part of China’s Heavenly Stems associated with the Metal element (Yang Metal).