The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3399 - 3394: Opening the Heavenly Palace_1

The four members of the Spirit God Clan sensed something amiss and prepared to withdraw their formation and retreat.

However, Yang Chen had no intention of allowing the group from the Spirit God Clan to depart so easily.

"Since your arrival was quite sudden, why not linger for a while longer?" Yang Chen remarked smoothly. "I find myself quite interested in your company. What do you think?"

"Who goes there?" The four Spirit God Clan members were startled, their voices ringing out with newfound aggression.

In their eyes, the Spirit God Race embodied ultimate nobility. Who dared to act with such insolence toward them?

Upon realizing that their challenger was merely a human, the four members erupted into boisterous, unrestrained laughter.

"A lowly human at the Heaven-separated Realm dares to invite us to tarry? How long do you truly believe you can hold your ground against the four of us?" one of the Spirit God Clan members jeered loudly.

Yang Chen stepped into their view.

He showed no sign of offense at their clear disdain; instead, he maintained a composed, casual smile.

It was this very expression that triggered a flicker of recognition in one of the Spirit God Clan members. His pupils contracted in sudden realization, and he exclaimed, "Wait, stop!"

"What is the matter?" the other powerful figures of the Spirit God Clan demanded, visibly surprised.

"Does he not look familiar to you?"

"Who?"

"Yang Chen!" the Heaven-separated Realm member stated, a trace of fear bleeding into his eyes—a sensation that shouldn't have existed within their ranks.

"Are you suggesting that this is the same Yang Chen we were repeatedly warned about? The one the clan insisted we flee from without hesitation if we ever encountered him?"

The surrounding experts from the Spirit God Clan were horrified by his assertion. The name Yang Chen was no mystery to them; they were well aware of the terrifying reputation he held.

Elders within their own sect had issued strict warnings on numerous occasions: never engage Yang Chen, retreat immediately at all costs. Even the more monstrous, high-born Royal Spirit Gods were bound by this unspoken mandate.

Yang Chen was the exception, the sole individual that the Spirit God Clan treated with genuine caution.

"Are you absolutely certain he is that Yang Chen?" The group broke into a cold sweat, desperate for their companion to be mistaken.

However, the Spirit God member fixed an intense gaze on Yang Chen, and observing the unwavering smile on his face, he replied with total conviction: "It is him... it is Yang Chen. This is disastrous, retreat immediately!"

The other members were taken aback by the sudden shift in mood.

Once it was confirmed that they were facing Yang Chen, they dared not linger for another heartbeat, turning on their heels to flee in a frantic scramble.

Yang Chen’s lips curved into a cold smirk as he declared, "You wish to depart? It is not that simple!"

His azure pattern bloomed, enveloping the area and seizing complete dominion over the surrounding space-time.

For these four ordinary members of the Spirit God Clan to shatter his control was nothing more than an impossible delusion.

Without a hint of hesitation, Yang Chen launched his assault. His form blurred, becoming a streak of light within the confines of his domain.

The engagement lasted longer than it would have against typical cultivators, yet it was over well before the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Once the dust settled, Yang Chen remained indifferent. These four Spirit God Clan members were trivial to him now.

His attention turned elsewhere, drawn by the allure of Hellfire Mountain.

"I initially assumed Hellfire Mountain was ignored by the powerful because it paled in comparison to the Heavenly Palace. It appears now that the difficulty in securing this peak is also a significant factor," Yang Chen mused to himself.

He had witnessed the efforts of the four Spirit God Clan members. Their formation had been potent, yet it failed utterly to tame the mountain.

His gaze locked onto the peak, burning with the spirit of a challenge.

"Five Elements Laws, heed my command!" Yang Chen channeled his Five Elements Laws, mirroring the logic of the previous formation to establish a resonance with the mountain.

As the connection formed, Hellfire Mountain responded immediately. The process flowed smoothly, far more easily than the failed attempts of the Spirit Gods.

Yang Chen felt a surge of satisfaction; the Five Elements Laws were proving highly effective.

He had prepared for a long trial, anticipating that claiming Hellfire Mountain would require exhaustive effort.

To his astonishment, progress was swifter than he had ever imagined.

As he channeled his power, the searing flames guarding the perimeter lost their aggression. The mountain became as docile as a lamb, leaving Yang Chen thoroughly bewildered by the phenomenon.

Was this truly enough to ensure a successful capture? Yang Chen found the simplicity unnerving.

He had expended minimal effort, a stark contrast to the Spirit God members who had drenched themselves in sweat and exhausted their resources trying to subdue the artifact, only to meet failure.

Acting on impulse, Yang Chen pressed his hand against the mountain, expanding his personal space until the peak was drawn within.

Inside his realm, Hellfire Mountain sat perfectly still, showing no signs of turbulence, only total compliance.

Yang Chen shook his head, marveling at the result. "Could this be the influence of my ultimate Laws?"

It was the only rational explanation. His unparalleled Five Elements Laws exerted a command over Hellfire Mountain that others could never replicate.

He sighed in relief. The struggles and perils he faced while comprehending his strongest Dao Intent had finally yielded their dividends.

"With these supreme Laws, perhaps I finally hold the edge in securing these legendary World Treasures," Yang Chen thought, his eyes brimming with anticipation.

With Hellfire Mountain secured, it was time to set his sights on the Heavenly Palace.

He dared not tarry. Xing Tong had accompanied Fairy Qing Wan, and they had long since identified the location of the Heavenly Palace. A faint resonance still hummed between him and Xing Tong.

As long as this connection persisted, tracking her would be trivial.

Following the trail, Yang Chen moved with the speed of a thunderbolt. As he closed the distance to Xing Tong, a mysterious force pulled him forward.

A strange, oppressive weight began to permeate the atmosphere around him.

Yang Chen pushed through the pressure, closing in on his target, but he slowed his descent just before confirming her position.

He had arrived at his destination: the Heavenly Palace stood before him, its gates flung wide.

The edifice was majestic and grand, obscured by towering clouds that draped over the interior.

Only a scattered few remained in the outskirts, still struggling to breach the thresholds.

Yang Chen paused, realization dawning; the entrance to the Heavenly Palace had clearly been opened some time ago, and the cultivators who had been waiting there had already ventured inside.