Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

A terrifying aura permeated the air around the silver-armored man. The members of the Huo family watched this scene, their expressions turning incredibly grim.

“Who in the world are they?” Qiwei’s face was pale. A small faction like theirs would never come into contact with a Cultivator of the silver-armored man’s caliber.

“They are the Xuanwu Guards of the Xuanwu Tribe!”

Huo Wuji spoke in a deep voice, his tone incredibly grave.

“The Xuanwu Guards?”

Qiwei cried out in shock. Even if she had never met anyone from the Xuanwu Tribe, she had definitely heard of the famous Xuanwu Guards!

This was a legendary unit, stationed in Xuanwu City. Normally, aside from the Xuanwu Tribe’s mysterious Clan Leader, they only obeyed the orders of the City Commanders!

According to rumor, the Xuanwu Tribe’s selection process for the Xuanwu Guards was extremely strict. Not only did one need superior talent and temperament, but the minimum cultivation realm required to enter was the Primordial Mansion Realm!

In other words, every single Xuanwu Guard was a Cultivator at or above the Primordial Mansion Realm! For a region like the Black Triangle, which was mostly a Barbaric Zone, this was almost unimaginable!

One had to understand that any faction with a Primordial Mansion Realm expert presiding over it could be considered a third-rate power, enough to rule supreme in some remote places.

For example, the Luo Race had been suppressing the White Tiger Tribe all these years.

If not for the Liuyue Sect’s protection, the White Tiger Tribe would have been annihilated long ago.

Primordial Mansion Realm Cultivators were considered top-tier experts among third-rate powers, but within the Xuanwu Guards, they were merely ordinary members.

“If I recall correctly, this man is one of Xuanwu City’s three City Commanders, Fan Yunxian!”

“A genuine Divine Might Realm Cultivator!”

Huo Wuji’s tone was heavy as he looked at the leading man in silver armor.

Hearing this, everyone felt as if a giant boulder was pressing down on their hearts, the pressure suffocating.

“A Divine Might Realm… Cultivator?”

“That’s a truly formidable being…”

Qiwei gasped, nearly frozen in place.

She had never seen a Divine Might Realm Cultivator before. She had only occasionally heard rumors of Great Powers at the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Ye Chen’s expression remained unchanged, but he couldn’t help a small sigh of admiration in his heart.

‘The Xuanwu Tribe truly lives up to its name as the number one power in the Black Triangle.’

‘To think that the ones ruling its greatest city, Xuanwu City, are already at the Divine Might Realm!’

They were more than a cut above the heads of major powers like the Huo family and the Yu family!

“Alright, I don’t want to waste time. I’ll give you ten seconds to consider. Either you come with me obediently, or…”

“Don’t blame me for using force!”

Fan Yunxian stood in the void, a silver spear in his hand. His silver armor shone brilliantly under the sky’s light, his posture tall and straight, his aura extraordinary.

As one of the three City Commanders of Xuanwu City, he didn’t even spare a glance for anyone other than Ye Chen.

Neither the Cyan Dragon Tribe nor the Huo family warranted much of his attention.

Behind him, the Xuanwu Guards exuded a murderous aura, the light in their eyes dazzling.

“Ten…”

“Nine…”

“Eight…”

“Hold on!” Before Fan Yunxian could continue his countdown, Ye Chen suddenly interrupted, “I have a question for you.”

“What is it?” Fan Yunxian frowned, but he didn’t get angry, merely asking indifferently.

“The Profound Mirror Treasure Record. Is it on you?” Ye Chen said.

“What if it is? Are you planning on trying to steal it?” Fan Yunxian said coldly.

“…”

“You guessed right.”

Ye Chen smiled.

The next moment, he took a step forward. A massive phantom of a True Dragon, carrying an incomparably violent power, materialized behind him.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen appeared before Fan Yunxian and threw a simple, unadorned punch!

Everyone was stunned!

No one had expected that not only would Ye Chen not retreat, but he would actually take the initiative to attack a Divine Might Realm expert!

Even Fan Yunxian was taken aback for a moment, seemingly a little surprised.

“You’re courting death!” His reaction was extremely fast. He immediately brought the silver spear horizontally before him and swept it forward.

The spear seemed to be a rather powerful Top-grade Spiritual Soldier. A strong, silvery divine flame spewed from its tip, and wherever it passed, even the void itself seemed to corrode, emitting an astonishingly destructive power!

Ye Chen felt threatened by this spear thrust. He didn’t meet it head-on, but instead retracted his fist and retreated, dodging the attack.

‘The Xuanwu Tribe’s foundation is truly impressive,’ Ye Chen mused. ‘It might even be comparable to the Sacred Temple, the number one power in Yan Province.’

“What? Weren’t you going to steal the Profound Mirror Treasure Record?”

“Why don’t you dare to even take a single blow from me?”

Fan Yunxian sneered, his eyes shining brilliantly!

“A piece of trash like you? At my peak, I could have killed you with a single casual punch,” Ye Chen said nonchalantly.

“…”

Fan Yunxian’s eyes narrowed, a bone-chilling coldness flashing through them. “What a pity. You’ll never return to your peak in this lifetime.”

With that, he swept his spear, creating ripples of silver light. Each ripple carried the force of a thousand mountains, shattering the clouds in the sky and powerful enough to severely injure a Divine Might Realm expert!

Even watching from afar, the members of the Huo family and the Cyan Dragon Tribe felt their hearts pound with fear.

Qiwei’s face lost all color. As the Priest of the Cyan Dragon Tribe, when had she ever witnessed a confrontation between such top-tier experts?

It was also the first time she realized how unbelievably powerful Ye Chen was. Despite his youth and lack of cultivation, he could still contend with a City Commander.

Just as the countless ripples transformed into a surging tide about to engulf Ye Chen…

Ye Chen suddenly moved!

A blinding purple light flowed over his arms as he suddenly threw dozens of punches in quick succession. Each punch was accompanied by a dragon’s roar that echoed through the heavens and the earth.

The dragon’s roars were filled with a vast and ancient aura. In an instant, the countless silver ripples were utterly destroyed by Ye Chen’s fists, disintegrating into a rain of light that scattered across the sky.

“Hmm?”

Fan Yunxian’s eyes narrowed. He was somewhat surprised. ‘This kid can actually withstand my attack?’

He was, after all, a Third-Layer Divine Might Realm Cultivator. On top of that, he wielded a Top-grade Spiritual Soldier specialized in offense and slaughter. Each of his moves was powerful enough to threaten even a Fourth-Layer Divine Might Realm expert.

Yet the youth before him, who clearly had not the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power, was still displaying astonishing combat strength, almost to an invincible degree.

“Did you think that just because I have no cultivation, you could handle me as you please?”

Ye Chen smiled. “You’re too naive. You think a tiger stranded on a plain can be bullied by dogs? In my eyes, you’re not even worthy of being called a dog.”

At these words, Fan Yunxian’s eyes locked on him, the veins on his arms bulging. He seemed to have been enraged by Ye Chen’s words, and a violent aura began to emanate from his entire body.

Behind him, the Xuanwu Guards also glared angrily at Ye Chen.

Although Ye Chen’s reputation was widespread, the current Ye Chen was no longer what he once was. Furthermore, as members of the Xuanwu Tribe, the sole overlords of the Black Triangle, they weren’t particularly afraid of him.