The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3452 - 3447: Returning to the Taiyuan Star System_1

Upon hearing those words, the disciples grasped Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor's intent, no matter their slowness.

"Could it be that Yang Chen plans to..."

Stroking his beard, Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor listened to the disciples' murmurs and chuckled: "Hehe, this young fellow's actions make it obvious—he aims to topple every secret realm in the Earth Spirit Hall completely."

"Yang Chen is way too ruthless." Disciples of Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor, unfamiliar with Yang Chen, grumbled in discontent.

After all, nobody had ever conquered the Ice River Secret Realm before. Yang Chen had snatched the Ancient Essence Cold Iron effortlessly—how could they feel pleased?

Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor snapped irritably: "If you lot had his power, I'd hope you'd act even more ruthlessly."

If this counted as ruthless, Yang Chen's might allowed him to unleash far greater chaos.

His main concern now was that the Ice River Secret Realm had been crafted to inspire mighty warriors, letting him, Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor, recruit top talents into his fold.

Yet Yang Chen stood apart; they would have pulled him in already if possible.

"Such a shame..." Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor sighed deeply.

Just then, Yang Chen fully exited the Ice River Secret Realm, stepping before the crowd.

Hands clasped behind his back, Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor declared: "Impressive work, young one. You've swept through all thirteen palaces in a single go. Your display has impressed me, and with such prowess, you'll soar to legendary heights in time. Take this Ancient Essence Cold Iron as my personal gift."

With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor sent the Ancient Essence Cold Iron flying into Yang Chen's grasp.

Yang Chen hefted the Ancient Essence Cold Iron, sensing its heft. These cunning elders always twisted things—the prize that was rightfully his now felt like a debt of gratitude thanks to Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor.

And the man sought to leverage it against him.

Yang Chen chuckled lightly, unperturbed: "Many thanks, senior. I'll cherish this gift from today."

Pleased, Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor stroked his beard with a grin at Yang Chen's reply.

Yang Chen then departed smoothly.

Exactly as Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor predicted.

Without pause after leaving, he plunged straight into the second secret realm, the Jingling Secret Realm, anew.

Though Ye Shan Dao Ancestor had shown him kindness, settling that debt could wait. The Jingling Secret Realm demanded his exploration still.

Yang Chen's return to the Jingling Secret Realm sparked another uproar.

Numerous powerhouses, fresh from departing Fang Xuan Villa, rushed over to the Jingling Secret Realm's site.

Shock filled their thoughts. Recognizing Yang Chen as the Emperor Lord and his feats, they realized their prior knowledge remained shallow.

Emerging from the Ice River Secret Realm, Yang Chen rested not a moment, proving he hadn't pushed to his limits there.

At the Jingling Secret Realm, Ye Shan Dao Ancestor personally welcomed Yang Chen, just like Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor, honoring him with Daozu prestige and underscoring the Protector Emperor's true might.

Following brief chatter with Ye Shan Dao Ancestor, Yang Chen ventured into the Jingling Secret Realm.

Like in the Ice River Secret Realm, Yang Chen charged forward with lightning speed upon entry, smashing through every trial and emerging victorious once more.

His pace blurred beyond sight.

All witnessed how, as moments ticked by, Yang Chen forged miracle after miracle, shattering limit upon limit.

In the end, he triumphed over the Jingling Secret Realm too.

Though not the first to clear the Jingling Secret Realm, Yang Chen set a blazing new record for speed.

The Jingling Secret Realm failed to halt Yang Chen.

Once the Jingling Secret Realm concluded, Yang Chen turned his sights on the remaining secret realms. Insiders knew Ye Shan Dao Ancestor had revealed every location to him without reserve.

Yang Chen squandered no time, heading directly to the next secret realm after finishing the Jingling one.

In a flash, Yang Chen ascended to legend status within the Earth Spirit Hall.

This unfolded across merely half a year.

During those six months, Yang Chen blitzed through all seven secret realms of the Earth Spirit Hall, conquering each without fail.

No secret realm could block Yang Chen's path.

Yet, the subsequent secret realms grew increasingly arduous, with the Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm renowned as the toughest—conquerable only by those at the Heavenly Extreme Realm in the ancient divine world.

In the 50 million years since its opening, no Heavenly Fate Realm expert had ever triumphed over this secret realm.

Yang Chen utterly shattered this enduring myth. At the mid-stage of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, he seized the supreme treasure from the Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm.

The Heavenly Dragon Armament.

Daoist Master Heavenly Dragon, the creator of this Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm, vanished ten million years ago. The supreme treasure he bequeathed, the Heavenly Dragon Armament, lay untouched within his secret realm, defying all attempts to claim it.

Yang Chen battled fiercely inside the Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm for three full months, obliterating all records and securing this ultimate prize.

Nobody knew the powers of the Heavenly Dragon Armament or what type of treasure it truly was.

All that remained clear was that after Yang Chen conquered every secret realm, he vanished entirely.

He appeared to dissolve into thin air, with only the legends of his feats echoing across the ancient divine world for ages.

Only a select few Daoist masters overseeing the Earth Spirit Palace held the truth.

Yang Chen had returned to the Taiyuan Star System after claiming all he sought.

The voyage proved brief.

Half a year later, within the Taiyuan Star System...

In a domain known as the Flying Star Realm, a band of young disciples raced desperately through a barren desert, their pace blisteringly swift.

Glancing back, they saw a massive wave of pursuers. These hunters all donned Grand Abyss Palace robes, radiating brute strength and brazen arrogance.

The fleeing young disciples were none other than those from the Divine Night Sect, led by Willow Stain—Yang Chen’s sole disciple.

Willow Stain was now riddled with injuries, yet he clutched his Long Spear with a face full of steely defiance.

Unbeknownst to all, his cultivation had silently advanced into the True God Realm.

Still, this True God Realm power paled utterly against his pursuers, offering no real advantage.

"Gu Zhuicheng, I’ve given you the Yellow Sand Scorpion King. What else do you want?" Willow Stain bellowed in rage.

"What else do I want? Willow Stain, you know exactly what I’m after. If anyone’s to blame, it’s you for choosing the wrong Master!" The youth called Gu Zhuicheng cackled madly, without a shred of restraint.