Supreme Sword God

Chapter 1223: Chapter 1222: Human Race Scum, the Silent Sword!

The Thunder Race, Hawk Race, and Bone Race are all leading groups within the Eastern Domain Alien Race Alliance.

However.

The three alien emperors stand no chance against Ye Chen’s terrifying power!

Ye Chen, who bears the marks of four Supreme Techniques’ inheritances, finds the Kunpeng Venerable Technique to be the most powerful.

After all.

He holds a Kunpeng Bone in his possession!

Within the Kunpeng Bone resides the pure Kunpeng Qi Mechanism, and when activated by the inheritance mark of the Kunpeng Venerable Technique, its unleashed power is catastrophic, reaching an extreme level of terror.

With a single blow, Ye Chen crushes the physical bodies of the three alien emperors.

He stands in the void, stepping forward as if ignoring distances, and instantly appears beside the souls of the three alien emperors that haven’t yet managed to flee.

Just like before.

The formidable power sweeps out.

The souls of the three alien emperors fall apart.

Ye Chen, holding the Celestial Master Chen Seal, uses the Divine Stone Power to form a restriction, sealing the three wisp souls into his Storage Ring.

Now.

His Storage Ring contains the sealed remnant souls of five alien emperors.

They are the Silver-winged Emperor, Blue-Eyed Emperor, Bone Emperor, Hawk Emperor, and Thunder Emperor.

When the time comes.

Returning to Cangzhou.

In front of the entire Asura Army, he will obliterate the remnant souls of the five alien emperors, declaring to the entire Eastern Domain his determination to fight the alien alliance to the end!

At this moment.

The alien alliance’s stronghold has plunged into chaos.

All along, aliens have viewed humans as mere playthings to trample on dignity and life.

Yet today.

Ye Chen arrives in a shadow of death and fear.

The pride of the aliens is shattered, trampled, utterly destroyed.

From all directions.

Aliens are frantically fleeing, in large numbers, like fish rushing downstream, in a hurry to escape.

Ye Chen does not pursue.

There are too many.

They are scattered.

Even as powerful as he is, he cannot catch them all.

They are mere insignificant trifles, hardly worth bothering, the priority remains to address the passage about to bring a god-level entity from the Hundred Spirits Race.

Ye Chen’s figure flashes, appearing at the entrance of the passage.

There, powerful array restrictions guard the surroundings, even as Ye Chen had battled the three alien emperors earlier, this passage remained undisturbed.

With a thought, Ye Chen points a finger.

The energy bearing unmatched sharpness dances at his fingertip, its light flickers like countless twinkling stars, enigmatic and powerful.

"Splash!"

The protective array restriction, akin to a bubble, is punctured by Ye Chen’s fingertip.

Glancing at his own finger.

A faint curve appears at Ye Chen’s lips.

Hmm.

Lao Chi’s Divine Finger technique has been mimicked quite well.

From this day onward.

He is also a man with impressively dangerous fingers!

Of course.

It’s not very useful!

Ye Chen refocuses, looking at the passage, and fiercely swings out the Holy Sword Qiu Yan in his hand.

The blazing sword light transforms into a dazzling star river, pouring into the passage.

"Boom!"

The passage quakes violently.

The surrounding space swiftly disintegrates.

Suddenly.

Roared rage and rumbling sounds echo from within the passage.

Alert, Ye Chen feels a growing tension.

The god-level entity from the Hundred Spirits Race seems to be almost out...

The previous sword stroke has already caused considerable damage to the passage but has not completely destroyed it.

Hence.

Ye Chen strikes with a second sword.

But at that moment.

A sudden change occurs.

A clear light descends from the void like a waterfall, blocking the passage entrance, stopping Ye Chen’s sword’s sharpness.

Ye Chen’s intuition warns him of danger, his body instantly moving from stillness to action, shifting sideways.

Immediately.

A sword light silently appears where he was standing.

The appearance and disappearance of the sword light happen without any sound.

As if it never existed.

But...

The strength of that sword light is extraordinarily terrifying.

With Ye Chen’s current ability, annihilating a Great Emperor is akin to child’s play.

Yet that sword light instills danger in him, hinting it’s a power beyond that of a Great Emperor!

A god-level attack emerges!

Ye Chen shows slight solemnity, looking toward the void.

Only to see in the void, an elder’s human figure gradually appearing.

The elder appears kind and amiable, but that’s merely a facade.

Anyone aiding aliens at this crucial moment cannot be benevolent!

Forgotten the roots, betraying humanity, regardless of gender, old or young, they are malevolent beyond redemption; behind the most handsome exterior lies a sickeningly repulsive face!

The elder stands in the void, his gaze serene as he addresses Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, reaching this point hasn’t been easy for you. Upon you, so much human fortune converges. Killing you is not my true intention.

If you are willing to lay down your sword, choosing the same path as I, I shall ensure your safety. Even if you have wrought great havoc in the alien alliance’s bastion this time, I can mediate, turning hostility into amity between you and the aliens!"

Ye Chen sneers, looking at the elder, "I have a question. I’m not sure if I should ask."

The elder’s expression remains calm, "If you are perplexed, I am naturally willing to clarify for you. If I can guide you back from the wrong path, that would be best."

Ye Chen, "Is the alien your father?"

The tranquility and peace on the elder’s face vanish abruptly, his complexion turns livid, "Ye Chen, mind your words. While I’m willing to guide you onto the right path, it doesn’t mean I will endlessly tolerate your provocations!"

Ye Chen nods, "My earlier remark was wrong."

The elder, "Acknowledging mistakes and correcting them is good."

Ye Chen smirks coldly, "I should actually ask, what kind of thing are you?!"

Once these words are out.

"Boom!"

The elder exudes an incredibly terrifying pressure.

The aura of god-level power sweeps out, making everything in the void seem frozen, even the chaotic void currents stagnate!

"Ye Chen, I’m granting you one last chance: put down your sword, accept my guidance, or do not blame me for disregarding our shared humanity!"

The elder’s expression now starkly contrasts with when he first appeared.

It’s filled with cruelty and ferocity!

"Shared humanity?"

Ye Chen laughs.

With laughter that carries boundless ridicule and disdain, he shouts, "The word ’humanity’—you’re not worthy of it!"

At this moment.

Another powerful aura arrives.

This is a middle-aged man wielding a long sword, his aura ephemeral, elusive; evidently the sword light that had attacked Ye Chen earlier was from him.

The middle-aged man regards the elder in the void, snorting coldly, "Lin Qingguang, I’ve long said, Ye Chen won’t heed persuasion, only by killing, can there be end."

"Zhang Wuxu, leave Ye Chen to you, I’ll handle the Hundred Spirits Race’s entry!" the elder in the void barks, raising a hand to unleash a god-level force into the alien passage!

And the swordsman called Zhang Wuxu focuses on Ye Chen, chuckling coldly, "Among the new generation, the paramount swordsman prodigy, let’s see whether your sword is mightier or mine stronger!"

With those words.

Zhang Wuxu strikes with his sword!

As the sword is unleashed.

Vast divine power sweeps forth.

But when the sword light spreads, everything reverts to calmness, soundless and mysterious!