The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3203 - 3198: Consecutive Slaying of Twenty-Eight Heavenly Exits!_1

Even now, He Zhen struggled to believe his own eyes, finding it impossible to accept the reality before him.

Although He Zhen remained physically unharmed, every single one of his subordinates had perished; not a single soul survived!

This battle could no longer be suppressed as a secret; it would soon be common knowledge to everyone.

He had originally assumed that as a Heavenly Fate Realm expert, executing Yang Chen would be a simple task, yet he never anticipated such a devastating conclusion.

"Yang Chen!" He Zhen bellowed in a fit of rage.

Truly incensed, he struck out once more with a palm. In an instant, the entire desert was transformed into a roaring sea of flames. Within this fiery abyss, countless demonic hands manifested, ruthlessly clawing toward Yang Chen.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Yang Chen released a massive surge of Deathly Silent Black Wind.

Regrettably for the attacker, the moment those fiery hands made contact with the wind, they were overwhelmed, consumed by the flames and vanishing into nothingness.

Observing this, Yang Chen recognized that a gap still existed between himself and this Heavenly Fate Realm expert. He chose not to linger, leaping into the sky and vanishing without a trace.

Watching Yang Chen retreat, He Zhen was consumed by fury, yet he knew the truth deep down.

He had been unable to harm Yang Chen just now, and from this point forward, he would be even less capable of doing so!

The outcome of this confrontation was nothing short of disastrous!

...

Following this engagement, in less than three months, the news had rippled through the Grand Abyss Palace, the Divine Night Sect, Heavenly Melody Mountain, and the other major powers, reaching every surrounding force within the Taiyuan Star System.

As the reports spread, all the major factions were profoundly stunned and intimidated by the revelation.

What sort of monstrous, deviant feat had Yang Chen accomplished?

Using his own strength, he had single-handedly changed the course of the battle, held off He Zhen, slaughtered twenty-eight Heavenly Leaving Realm experts, and made a triumphant escape!

It was widely known that Yang Chen possessed some level of fame, but he was previously considered far inferior to Mo Wanchou, the Sky Extreme Realm Reincarnation.

Yet who could have guessed that Yang Chen would first defeat Mo Wanchou, then defy the Grand Abyss Palace, and repeatedly slip through their numerous dragnets.

Now, by slaying another twenty-eight Heavenly Leaving Realm experts, he was essentially spitting in the face of the Grand Abyss Palace once again.

Do you all truly believe that I, Yang Chen, am someone you can just slaughter at your whim?

Meanwhile, within the Frost Sky Taoist Nunnery of the Grand Abyss Palace.

Spirit Separation Ancestor stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His usual calm and composure had vanished, replaced by a volcanic rage.

"Useless trash, a pack of worthless trash. Han Yi, it appears you truly have no desire to keep your position. So many powerful cultivators sent to hunt a single Yang Chen, only to be butchered by him instead. What use do I have for you!" Spirit Separation Ancestor roared.

Han Yi looked utterly humiliated, his heart filled with a bitterness beyond words. With eyes nearly brimming with tears, he pleaded, "Daozu Sir, this... this truly isn't the fault of your subordinate. I genuinely believed that sending He Zhen would be sufficient and that I only needed to provide oversight from the rear. Who could have foreseen that this... this brat would actually reach the Heavenly Leaving Realm, causing his power to explode. I fear such a small force is no longer enough, Daozu Sir. Grant me a few more powerful experts of the Heavenly Fate Realm, and I vow to take Yang Chen’s life!"

"Han Yi, do you honestly think the Heavenly Fate Realm experts of our Grand Abyss Palace are worthless pebbles?" Spirit Separation Ancestor snapped. Han Yi could only lower his head in shame.

"Ling Bie, you should have noticed the terrifying leap in Yang Chen’s cultivation and battle prowess since he entered the Heavenly Leaving Realm. It isn't too late to stop. Transform this enmity into friendship and bring him into our fold; it would only serve to benefit the Grand Abyss Palace. You must realize that this world has no permanent enemies, only permanent interests." Fu Tiandi, who had appeared unnoticed, looked at the Spirit Separation Ancestor and offered his counsel.

Upon hearing this, Spirit Separation Ancestor fell into deep thought once more.

Indeed, there were no eternal foes, only eternal benefits.

Having pursued Yang Chen all the way from the Demon Sect, he had already fulfilled his obligations.

However!

"If I stop now, where will I hide my face?" Spirit Separation Ancestor stated grimly. "Yang Chen must die. Han Yi, I shall grant you three additional Heavenly Fate Realm experts at the World Fetus stage to assist you. Furthermore, the bounty is increased; an Ancestral Divine Artifact is promised to whoever claims Yang Chen’s life. I want Yang Chen’s head. If you fail again, Han Yi, bring me your own head instead!"

Hearing this, a flash of delight crossed Han Yi’s face. With three more experts from the Heavenly Fate Realm at the World Fetus stage, his probability of success would skyrocket.

"My thanks to Lord Ling Bie!" Han Yi answered immediately.

Seeing this, Fu Tiandi could only offer a soft sigh and drop the matter.

...

The scene shifted back to the Divine Night Sect!

Princess Wenqi and her student, Ji Yue Shuang, were seated across from one another in the magnificent Great Hall.

"Master, it was Mo Wanchou who went too far in bullying others. Yang Chen simply killed him first. Why is the Grand Abyss Palace so obsessed with hunting him down? Can our Divine Night Sect not offer him protection?" Ji Yue Shuang ground her teeth and said, "As your disciple, I can no longer watch this. The Grand Abyss Palace is completely devoid of shame. they contribute nothing to the struggle against the alien races, yet they are masters at inciting internal strife!"

Observing Ji Yue Shuang’s state, Princess Wenqi sighed with helplessness. "Shuang’er, do you truly think I don’t wish to rescue Yang Chen? The issue is that Yang Chen killed Mo Wanchou of all people. Mo Wanchou was the sworn brother of Ling Bie Daozu; their bond was incredibly deep. If Yang Chen is allowed to live, where will Ling Bie Daozu put his face?"

It was a blunt reality—if Ling Bie Daozu failed to kill Yang Chen, the world would claim he didn't even value his own brother's life.

At their level of cultivation, reputation and 'face' were paramount. If Ling Bie Daozu lost his dignity, he would naturally stop at nothing to take Yang Chen’s life.

"Should Yang Chen die simply for the sake of someone's pride?" Ji Yue Shuang snarled in frustration.

"Shuang’er, I am aware of your bond with Yang Chen. But this involves Ling Bie Daozu. If the Divine Night Sect were to openly shield Yang Chen, it would be a direct provocation to Ling Bie Daozu, Ling Bie Dao Respect, and the entire Grand Abyss Palace. The Savage Beast Race and the Spirit God Race are merely waiting for us humans to fracture so they can strike. Tell me, as your master, what choice do I have?" Princess Wenqi shook her head in resignation.

Ji Yue Shuang’s eyes burned with indignation, but she could only clench her fists and let out a hopeless sigh.

"Yang Chen is indeed brilliant, but perhaps not brilliant enough. Ultimately, we must choose the path of caution," Princess Wenqi remarked.

But just as she finished speaking, her King-level Guard rushed into the room.

"Princess Wenqi, a major event has occurred!" The King-level Guard’s eyes were wide with disbelief.

"What is it?" Princess Wenqi inquired, confused.

The guard took a sharp breath. "It concerns Yang Chen."

"Speak plainly, is the boy alive or dead?" Princess Wenqi demanded.