Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

”Hongyu Pill Venerable, did you recognize that person from before?”

Ye Chen looked toward Hongyu Pill Venerable and asked.

Hongyu Pill Venerable, however, shook her head, a glimmer of surprise and doubt in her beautiful eyes. ”How strange. Even I couldn’t identify his background.”

Seeing this, Ye Chen didn’t press the matter.

Eventually, Ye Chen and his party returned to the Cloud Mist Tower Ship.

Hongyu Pill Venerable, however, stopped after escorting Ye Chen to the city gates.

She said she wanted to stay in the city to purchase more Spirit Medicine and divine materials.

Since Ye Chen’s situation was still far from safe, she didn’t invite him to join her.

...

Back in his room with time on his hands, Ye Chen summoned the Profound Armor Combat Puppet and began meticulously repairing its every injury.

Once the Profound Armor Combat Puppet was restored to its Peak, it would be another powerful combatant comparable to the Divine Might Realm!

Ye Chen was now heading to the heart of the dynasty’s eastern region, Dongxuan Province. Once there, he would be embroiled in an even larger vortex and face even greater dangers.

Every ounce of strength he gained would give him a greater sense of security.

He had also told Chi Ming that he would be going into seclusion to cultivate for a while, telling him not to disturb him.

Chi Ming was very obedient and willingly let Ye Chen store him inside the Chaos Suppressing Hell Cauldron.

Before this, Ye Chen had also asked him if he still had any feelings for Miss Qingli.

But Chi Ming only replied that, no matter what, he would stand on Ye Chen’s side.

Even if it meant acting against Qingli because of that sinister man, he wouldn’t hesitate for a moment!

Hearing this, Ye Chen just gave a faint smile.

If he could help it, he wouldn’t force Chi Ming into such a difficult position.

...

”Revered Minghui, are we really going to let that brat go just like that?”

In a grand hall within the Saint Temple.

Lord Shakyamuni and the other Saint Monks gathered respectfully around Revered Minghui, their faces etched with resentment.

After all, Lord Shakyamuni had already told them that no fewer than three Saint Monk-level figures had fallen at Ye Chen’s hands!

How could they possibly accept watching Ye Chen leave Flame City while they stood by and did nothing?

”I had to repay that favor... I just never expected those bastards from the Demon Exorcism Institute would actually be willing to cash it in to help such a young kid!”

Revered Minghui sighed, his murky eyes filled with the weariness of ages.

”What favor was this, exactly?”

Juehai couldn’t help but ask. As a Saint Monk of his generation, he had been captured by Ye Chen and used as a hostage to blackmail the Saint Temple.

He saw this as the ultimate humiliation and wished for nothing more than to drag Ye Chen back and humiliate him in turn.

”A life-saving debt!” Revered Minghui glanced at Saint Monk Juehai, his tone flat and emotionless.

”A life-saving debt?”

Everyone’s expression changed. They could finally understand why Revered Minghui had been so insistent on repaying this debt.

”Back then, I was saved by an expert from the Demon Exorcism Institute. I promised them that I would grant them one request in the future to repay this debt.”

”If I were to betray that promise, my entire life’s code of honor would be forfeit.”

Revered Minghui was stooped, his tone indifferent as he said, ”Of course, by letting that brat leave Flame City alive, this debt has been completely repaid to them.”

”From now on, even if we have to chase him to the ends of the earth, we absolutely cannot let him go!”

As he spoke the last words, a sharp killing intent flashed through his eyes, chilling one to the bone.

”But that brat has already left our territory. Finding another opportunity to move against him will be exceedingly difficult!”

Jue Ming said with some hesitation.

”That brat has a Divine Might Realm-level combat power protecting him. It is indeed not easy to take him down.”

”But don’t forget, we aren’t the only ones that brat has provoked!”

Revered Minghui smiled. ”Haven’t you already investigated? That brat is a guest on the Treasure Gathering Chamber of Commerce’s Cloud Mist Tower Ship!”

”The tower ship will be docked outside Flame City for three days. During these three days, we can gather enough strength, sneak onto the ship to lie in wait, and when the time is right, deliver the most precise strike against him!”

”Once the tower ship ascends to ten thousand meters, where do you think he can possibly run? By then, it will be a truly hopeless situation for him, with no path to heaven and no gate to the earth!”

Upon hearing this, the experts from the Saint Temple all grew visibly excited.

”Gather enough strength?”

”But in our Saint Temple, only Lord Shakyamuni has the combat power of the Divine Might Realm. The Abbot has already gone to Dongxuan Province, and the other Elders...”

Everyone was a little hesitant. Ye Chen had already left their territory. To capture a youth protected by a Divine Might Realm Great Power seemed a bit too difficult.

”How lively. So everyone is discussing how to deal with that brat?”

Just then, a pitch-black canopy suddenly surged into the great hall, blotting out the sun and sky, cutting off all external light and shrouding the surroundings in darkness.

Inside the hall, the Saint Monks’ faces filled with alarm, and a commotion broke out.

Only Lord Shakyamuni seemed to have expected this, standing in place with a calm expression.

Soon, the darkness receded like a tide, and in the center of the great hall, a figure had appeared.

It was one of the Celestial Tier assassins from the Valley of Death, Mu Liuji!

A peerless Great Power at the Third Layer of the Divine Might Realm, whose strength seemed not much weaker than Lord Shakyamuni’s!

”It’s a Celestial Tier assassin from the Valley of Death!!!”

”H-How did he get in? Is he here to assassinate us?”

”What a joke. With Lord Shakyamuni and Revered Minghui here, who could he possibly assassinate all by himself?”

”...”

Everyone was shocked. Countless gazes of surprise and suspicion focused on Mu Liuji. Clearly, they hadn’t expected a Celestial Tier assassin to suddenly appear in the Saint Temple.

”You’ve finally arrived, my good helper.”

Revered Minghui looked over with a smile, while Lord Shakyamuni’s expression remained indifferent.

”Of course.”

”That brat also infuriates me. In all my years of carrying out missions, I have never failed. Since I previously accepted the mission to assassinate him, he must die!”

Mu Liuji stood with his hands behind his back, his tone grim.

”Hahahaha, that couldn’t be better!”

”With Fellow Daoist Mu’s assistance, this siege at ten thousand meters should go incredibly smoothly.”

Revered Minghui laughed out loud, seeming quite delighted.

The Saint Monks exchanged confused glances. Only now did they understand that Mu Liuji was here to help them!

”But even with Fellow Daoist Mu’s help, successfully carrying out the siege doesn’t seem like such a simple matter, does it?”

Lord Shakyamuni glanced at Mu Liuji and spoke coolly.

”Naturally.”

”Therefore, you’ll also have the help of this old man!”