Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 511 - 514: You Are Ye Qingchen?

Immortal Burial Mountain, Secret Realm.

This once vibrant Immortal Land has now transformed into an Asura Purgatory.

Silence!

The surroundings are deathly quiet, and everyone, faced with this scene, even suppresses their breathing intentionally.

A full twenty-seven Celestial Venerables!

Each of them, individually, could sweep through an entire region as an unparalleled power, yet over nineteen have fallen here, becoming cold corpses. Only their yet-to-coagulate blood continues to flow.

The rest, though not dead, are utterly crippled, their Cultivation Realm fallen, and likely never able to return to being Celestial Venerables.

They paid the price for their greed!

Earlier, Lin Jiuyuan told them they had personally buried their own vitality, and none believed him then, but now Ye Qingchen has proven it all with his strength.

"Drip!"

Blood trickled down the sword, gathering at its tip, then dripping into the Blood Spring.

Ye Qingchen flicked his fingers.

The Gui Xu Sword emitted a gentle hum.

"Who else wants to give it a try?"

At this moment.

The surviving Celestial Venerables’ bodies trembled instantly, akin to lambs facing a peerless beast, quivering in fright, disregarding their celestial dignity, bowing and kowtowing incessantly:

"Spare us, Mr. Ye, spare us! We won’t dare again! We’ll leave this Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm and swear a Divine Soul Contract to keep today’s events secret, never daring to return in this life!"

These Celestial Venerables, though fortunately alive, were terrified out of their wits by Ye Qingchen, without a thought of resistance, only incessantly kowtowing for mercy.

What Cultivation Realm!

What Immortal Cave Mansion!

All vanished in smoke at that moment.

At this moment, they had only one thought, to survive.

Witnessing this, the disciples present felt bitter in their mouths.

Throughout the Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm, the Thirteen Sects paid the price of nineteen Celestial Venerables, yet could not reclaim the secret realm. This young man, like a Mount Tai, pressed down here, immovable by anyone.

"He won, he actually won!"

The two elders of Black Water Sect looked at Ye Qingchen, trembling with disbelief.

In their eyes.

It seemed impossible for Taotian Palace to drive out the Thirteen Sects from the Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm. Who among these twenty-seven Celestial Venerables was easy to deal with? No matter how strong you are, can you really surpass these twenty-seven Celestial Venerables?

However.

Ye Qingchen triumphed.

He forcibly reclaimed the Taotian Palace Secret Realm from the hands of these twenty-seven Celestial Venerables!

"If we had known today, why did we do this back then!"

Lin Jiuyuan sighed deeply.

At that time.

He had already given them a choice to quit while they were ahead. But unfortunately, these Celestial Venerables were all blinded by greed.

"Cough, cough... Hahaha, Lin Jiuyuan, Ye Qingchen..."

At this moment, a ghastly laugh suddenly came.

Everyone hurriedly looked over.

And found Yang Xuan Gan still alive, lying on the ground, spitting blood in big gulps, but his face showed an inextinguishable sense of triumph, "Do you really think killing us allows you to reclaim this Taotian Palace Secret Realm?"

"What do you mean?"

Lin Jiuyuan was stunned.

Seeing Yang Xuan Gan struggling to lift his head, his face twisted as he looked at Ye Qingchen and Lin Jiuyuan, proudly saying, "Do you think we’ve been waging conflicts for centuries without swallowing a single sect? Even one as small as the Black Water Sect?"

At this, even Ye Qingchen slightly frowned.

Could it be?

Lin Jiuyuan, too, swept his gaze over the remaining people, seeing the complex expressions on the surviving Celestial Venerables’ faces.

Seeing this, his heart sank, an uneasy feeling rising within him.

"It seems you’ve guessed." Yang Xuan Gan sneered, "Apart from our Thirteen Sects back then, another Yin Spirit entered. His cultivation grew even beyond ours, and for more than a hundred years, we twenty-seven Celestial Venerables clung together just to avoid being annihilated by him!"

"What?"

Lin Jiuyuan was shocked, this was something entirely unexpected.

"Merely a Yin Spirit, he couldn’t kill twenty-seven of you, so what is there to fear? Once I find him, I’ll eradicate him completely!" Ye Qingchen lightly flicked his fingers, saying casually.

In his view, this Yin Spirit lived for a century, unable to kill even people like Yang Xuan Gan, so what was there to fear?

However.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuan Gan was already shaking his head, half-smiling, "Do you really think that’s the extent of his power? He’s focused most of his attention on the Taotian Palace Main Hall, simply unable to deal with us. If he wanted to kill us, would he have waited for you to come over?"

"Is this true?" Ye Qingchen asked, his expression slightly surprised, sweeping his gaze over the survivors.

"Reporting to Mr. Ye, this is absolutely true!"

"Aside from us, there is another Yin Spirit in this secret realm! He reached the Celestial Venerable level before us and is even stronger!"

"However, the other party has always been in a secret hall, with no time to deal with us, allowing us to cultivate in peace here. Otherwise, we would have been destroyed long ago!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen ask, these Celestial Venerables dared not hide anything, hurriedly spilling everything they knew.

As it turns out.

During the chaos at Taotian Palace, when seventeen sects and this mysterious Yin Spirit entered, this Yin Spirit’s power had already reached the level of a Half-Step Celestial Venerable, comparable to Lin Jiuyuan before his disappearance!

And four of these sects had already been wiped out by the other party.

Just because the other party suddenly discovered another palace in this secret realm, he ceased troubling them, focusing all attention on the palace instead.

Otherwise, they would have long been exterminated!

More at this point.

They saw Yang Xuan Gan, smirking coldly:

"Ye Qingchen, and this Yin Spirit is not from our Barbaric Continent, but from the Kunlun Realm..."

"Kunlun Realm?"

Ye Qingchen frowned, about to speak.

Suddenly.

A cold voice echoed in the void:

"You’ve talked too much!"

This cold voice sounded as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, inducing uncontrollable fear, with many feeling as if their blood had frozen.

As the voice fell, the void suddenly trembled, and a figure seemed to tear through the space, appearing directly before Yang Xuan Gan, and at the same time, stomping down!

"Boom!"

A light stomp, truly like a meteor falling, crashing violently to the ground.

In an instant.

Yang Xuan Gan was trampled into obliteration.

And that figure slowly raised its head, its scarlet eyes locking directly onto Ye Qingchen, grinning further, saying:

"You..."

"Are you Ye Qingchen?"