Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 502 - 505: Killing a Celestial Venerable with One Palm

Chapter 502: Chapter 505: Killing a Celestial Venerable with One Palm

A sect that had disappeared a hundred years ago actually appeared in the Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm and even cultivated a Celestial Venerable.

How could Ye Qingchen possibly act as if nothing happened?

Therefore.

He must find out the reason!

Meanwhile, the people of the Black Water Sect were even more shocked.

"Just you, and you want to flatten my Black Water Sect?" Tu Sheng struggled to wake from his shock, astonished as he sized up Ye Qingchen, confirming the other party was indeed the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer, a trace of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

"You can try!"

Ye Qingchen sat motionless.

"Fine!"

"With your Celestial Saint Ninth Layer level, you can easily kill an Elder, which indeed exceeds my expectations. But do you think that with just this, you can be impudent in front of me?"

Tu Sheng laughed in anger, nodded heavily, slightly raised his hand, dispersing the Black Water Sect disciples who were about to surround them, and looked at Ye Qingchen coldly:

"Let me experience your skills!"

Everyone witnessed it and held their breath.

Only Zhang Ran was sweating profusely, never expecting such a huge conflict to erupt as soon as both sides met. Even if this young man didn’t have the level of a Celestial Venerable, his ability to suppress the Cyan Roc would not make him weaker than a Celestial Venerable.

But would Tu Sheng listen now?

He hadn’t seen the scene where Ye Qingchen commanded the Cyan Roc and didn’t believe it at all.

Not only Tu Sheng, but those who hadn’t seen the scene didn’t dare to imagine it!

"Since you’re courting death, then come!" Ye Qingchen still sat there.

A hint of humiliation appeared in Tu Sheng’s eyes.

Facing a Celestial Venerable, this kid could still sit there steadily, not putting him in his eyes at all!

"Boom!"

He clenched both fists.

Tu Sheng released all the Celestial Venerable aura, unreservedly. This aura was several times more powerful than the previous Half-Step Celestial Venerable!

In an instant, the awe-inspiring aura swept out like a tidal wave.

Even though the surrounding Black Water Sect disciples had retreated long ago, they were still blown away by this terrifying aura. The powerful gust of wind surged like an ocean rushing towards Ye Qingchen, capable of shaking a mountain with ease.

"The Sect Leader is angry!"

Seeing this, the remaining two Elders narrowed their eyes.

Though Tu Sheng isn’t as strong as the Celestial Venerables of other major sects, his strength here is not what a mere Celestial Saint Ninth Layer can shake!

However.

That roaring rage, fierce enough to shake a mountain, reached Ye Qingchen, and it was as if a gentle spring breeze brushed past, not even swaying his clothes.

At this moment, the Godslayer had already attacked.

"Kill!"

He roared deeply, and his right hand gripped fiercely and threw a punch. As this punch was thrown, Tu Sheng’s momentum increased significantly, like a boundless sea of black water surging a tremendous wave, disregarding everything as it crashed down on Ye Qingchen, seemingly intending to engulf him completely.

"How will that kid counter this punch?"

The two Elders fixed their gaze on Ye Qingchen.

Even if Ye Qingchen were stronger, he would be helpless against this punch. If it were them, they’d have to choose passive defense. But doing so, they would face Tu Sheng’s subsequent merciless onslaught.

For as the saying goes, defense eventually fails, and if Ye Qing’s attention lapses, it would be his end in the Yellow Springs.

But surprisingly.

Ye Qingchen still sat there, only gently raising a hand, and he had already blocked Tu Sheng’s tidal-like strike.

"How is this possible?"

Tu Sheng’s pupils contracted; no matter how he overestimated Ye Qingchen, he didn’t think the other was this strong. His punch seemed to hit cotton, all his strength completely absorbed.

"Again!"

He roared in anger, instantly striking with both hands. First, he threw a punch; it tore through the air like a cannonball at first. Midway, its momentum grew even stronger, like a tide raging up.

By the time it reached Ye Qingchen, the previously accumulated power fully erupted, like the Milky Way pouring down from the ninth heaven, overwhelming everything in its path.

Following this punch, he didn’t pause, tearing down with a claw, leaving several white streaks. Like a beast’s claw or a Blade Master’s forceful slash, each white streak could rip through the air, enough to kill a Half-Step Celestial Venerable instantly.

At this moment, he seemed to transform into an Eight-Armed Arhat, unleashing endless attacks in a frenzy.

The crowd watched as that space was filled with fist shadows and palm prints everywhere.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of attacks echoed like thunder.

Under such an assault, even a Celestial Venerable would flee in haste.

However.

Ye Qingchen still sat there, holding a teacup in one hand, using his other hand to effortlessly block all his attacks. Even the tea in the cup didn’t ripple.

"How is this possible?"

The two Elders’ eyes bulged.

"Is it real?"

The Black Water Sect disciples were also shocked.

Even a fool could see how vast the power gap was between the two sides.

Could it be that this young man is really a Celestial Venerable?

Especially Tu Sheng, whose heart sank.

"Since you’ve attacked so many times, now it’s my turn!"

Ye Qingchen casually pushed away Tu Sheng’s attacking punch and slowly stood up.

Boom!

His standing seemed casual.

But in Tu Sheng’s eyes, it was like a volcano, stored for long, suddenly erupting. The momentum was terrifyingly enormous, giving him the feeling that this power was utterly unbeatable.

"Stop, and listen to my word, I believe you are a Celestial Venerable, whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you everything..." Tu Sheng shouted hurriedly.

"Too late!"

Ye Qingchen shook his head slowly, raising a palm, softly striking.

"No!"

A flicker of terror shone in Tu Sheng’s eyes.

Tu Sheng panicked!

He recklessly retreated backward, but how could his retreat be faster than Ye Qingchen’s palm? Ye Qingchen’s palm, seeming slow but actually fast, was beyond his reaction.

In the instant of his retreat, it already lightly imprinted on his chest.

This palm seemed without any phenomena, as if just a wave of the sleeve.

But the next moment, in the eyes of the astonished crowd, Tu Sheng’s body trembled fiercely as if struck by lightning. His chest collapsed on the spot, while his back showed a bulge in the corresponding position, a finely textured palm print!

"Ahhh!"

Tu Sheng spat out a mist of blood,

Witnessed by all.

He immediately shot out like an arrow off the bowstring, suddenly flying backward under many shocked eyes, smashing through several walls in succession, and before landing, he was already lifeless.

One finger to kill a Half-Step Celestial Venerable!

One palm to kill a Celestial Venerable!

What terrifying power is this?

"Who else wants to try?"

Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind, coldly scanning around.

At this moment.

The crowd shuddered sharply, feeling as if drenched in icy water from head to toe, with only a strong fear in their hearts.

"Have mercy, Celestial Venerable!"

"Have mercy, Celestial Venerable!"

The two Elders wailed and knelt for mercy.

Many Black Water Sect disciples trembled in fear, silent, kneeling, knocking for mercy. Especially Senior Brother Qi, wishing to hide in a hole; he repeatedly insulted Ye Qingchen before, but even the Venerable Lord couldn’t withstand a palm against him; what was he?

Seeing this scene.

Zhang Ran couldn’t help but sigh toward the sky.

When he returned earlier, he reported Ye Qingchen’s situation, but no one believed it. But now, no one dared not to believe any longer!