The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3448 - 3443: Ready to Return at Any Time_1

Yet, releasing him just like that was far from straightforward at this stage.

"Fellow Daoists, back then, it wasn't just Silver City aiming to slay this junior." Yang Chen spoke unhurriedly.

"We're aware of that incident. Hu Zhou, come forward as well." The Spirit Communication Ancestor declared icily.

Hu Zhou trembled violently, terror-stricken and quivering, before rising to his feet.

Witnessing Silver City’s fate, how could he avoid feeling sheer dread? Silver City’s demise was now inevitable, after all.

His own backing paled in comparison to Silver City’s. If Silver City met such an end, then what fate awaited him...

"Hu Zhou, you and Silver City joined forces to assault Brother Yang Chen back then, didn't you?" The True Destiny Ancestor demanded coldly, his tone laced with anger.

Unable to shield Silver City, he held no regard for Hu Zhou’s survival either.

Quaking in fear, Hu Zhou quickly pleaded, "Seniors, this junior was utterly misled at the time. Silver City tricked me completely. The blame lies with Silver City; he orchestrated it all. I beg the seniors for mercy toward this junior."

"What nonsense! Spare you today, and what becomes of our rules henceforth?" The Spirit Communication Ancestor replied without emotion.

They seized this moment, leveraging Yang Chen’s situation, to issue a stern caution to all these mighty figures.

"Hear this: cause chaos in the backlines all you like, but Earth Spirit Hall is our domain. We safeguard humanity’s frontline warriors against endless hordes of alien foes. Fail to unite against them, and don't ever return here. Harm your fellow humans, regardless of your cultivation, and face execution without exception." The Spirit Communication Ancestor stated flatly.

Yang Chen inwardly sighed; had the Spirit Separation Ancestor possessed such resolve, things might never have escalated this far between them.

Dwellers of the Taiyuan star system lived far too luxuriously, deluding themselves into believing they ruled supreme and could slaughter kin freely.

In this regard, they lagged far behind the Spirit Communication Ancestor and his peers.

"Fine, drag him off." Ye Shan Dao Ancestor cut short further talk, flicking his sleeve to command instantly.

Hu Zhou wailed immediately, yet sympathy eluded him from all sides.

Deep regret now consumed Hu Zhou. Had he foreseen this, he never would have aided Silver City then.

Regrettably, the moment had passed. Fate was sealed irrevocably.

As Ye Shan Dao Ancestor scanned the assembly, his piercing stare weighed heavily on each powerhouse there. Henceforth, notions of betraying their own kind would likely vanish from their minds.

"Yang Chen, my friend, we've handled your affairs justly today. Voice any lingering grudges; we're present to back you fully." The Spirit Communication Ancestor offered.

"This junior harbors no grudges, merely regretting my brief stay in the Forbidden Spirit Palace. Had it lasted longer, the treasures I'd claim would have bolstered our race immensely more." Yang Chen sighed.

A full year lost in the Netherworld, while the Forbidden Spirit Palace shut mere moments after. The squandered time was glaringly obvious.

That year would have let him and Xingtong plunder the Forbidden Spirit Palace unbound, seizing every treasure in sight.

Still, his trip wasn't fruitless; he'd advanced to Heavenly Destiny Realm Middle Stage prior to entering the Netherworld.

Yang Chen’s casual remark shamed numerous powerhouses. Despite their utmost efforts for treasures, even their submissions dwarfed his haul.

"You rascal, haha, over fifty Origin Essences is impressive already. Still, without those villains Silver City and Hu Zhou, your gains could have shone even brighter." Ye Shan Dao Ancestor remarked.

The Spirit Communication Ancestor laughed lightly, "It's a silver lining, truly. Yang Chen stirred havoc in the Netherworld, securing battle prowess from over twenty Heavenly Fate Realm powerhouses."

"Indeed, that's a massive boon for all humanity." The Daoist Ancestors exchanged glances and burst into booming laughter.

Thus, Yang Chen departed the council hall shortly after his matter concluded, choosing to exit on his own accord.

Over the ensuing half-year, the tempest ignited by Yang Chen swept across everywhere.

Yang Chen forged a legendary reputation echoing through the vast Ancient Divine Realm.

Initially, his renown sparked fierce debates.

Yet now, none could refute Yang Chen’s standing.

Tales of Yang Chen spread like wildfire across the entire Ancient Divine Realm.

Numerous powerhouses were scheming to forge alliances with him, among them a group of Heavenly Fate Realm masters. These sharp-minded experts grasped that Yang Chen's power and prestige in the Earth Spirit Hall had climbed to unheard-of peaks.

Even the mighty Daoist Ancestor powerhouses refused to overlook Yang Chen. Ignoring a chance to befriend him would be utter stupidity.

Yet Yang Chen kept everyone at arm's length, no exceptions allowed.

Soon after his quick return, Yang Chen plunged back into secluded cultivation.

This wasn't mere isolation on a whim; he clutched the priceless Seven-colored Colored Glaze Stone, which let him surge into Heavenly Destiny Realm Late-stage anytime.

But fresh off breaking into Heavenly Destiny Realm Middle Stage, he had to first stabilize his realm before tapping the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine for the next leap.

Forcing it with the treasure might still lead to disaster.

Yang Chen took no risks, locking himself away for half a year straight.

Beyond that, he bided his time.

Awaiting the powerhouses' verdict on his colossal merits and Jiyu Essence from tearing through the Netherworld.

Protector Emperor Merit achieved, and he'd rush back without hesitation.

Remember, he wasn't the weakling of old anymore.

Heavenly Destiny Realm Middle Stage in the bag—even returning now, Spirit Separation Ancestor held no terror. Should that Ancestor plot his death, Yang Chen matched him blow for blow.

Plus, twenty Heavenly Fate Realm experts stood at his back. Their presence alone would force Spirit Separation Ancestor and Grand Abyss Palace to treat him with grave respect.

"Zhang Xue Lian, since you are my wife, your freedom should be my responsibility." Yang Chen murmured.

His cultivation deepened steadily, solidifying swiftly toward the moment he could refine the Seven-color Luminous Stone and charge into Heavenly Destiny Realm Late-stage.

World Life Stage.

Stepping into that realm would skyrocket his might.

Time marched on relentlessly.

Suddenly, another half-year vanished in a flash.

Half a year onward, the Daoist Ancestors at last reached a verdict, sending elites to call Yang Chen to Earth Spirit Hall's grandest council chamber.

Word reached him, and Yang Chen wasted no time. After a year's hard seclusion, he strode into the hall once more.

The usual array: powerhouses filling the space, five Daoist Ancestors who oversaw Earth Spirit Hall perched majestically overhead.