The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3203 - 3198: Consecutive Slaying of Twenty-Eight Heavenly Exits!_1

Even now, He Zhen struggled to believe his own eyes, finding it impossible to accept that such a reality was unfolding before him.

Although He Zhen had emerged from the clash unscathed, his entire unit of subordinates had been wiped out; not a single one remained alive!

This confrontation could no longer be suppressed as a secret; it was bound to be known by everyone.

He had originally assumed that as a Heavenly Fate Realm expert, executing Yang Chen would be a simple task, yet he never anticipated a result so devastating.

"Yang Chen!" He Zhen bellowed in a fit of rage.

Truly incensed, he launched another palm strike. In an instant, the vast desert was transformed into a raging sea of fire. Within this inferno, countless demonic hands manifested, lunging toward Yang Chen with merciless intent.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Yang Chen summoned a massive surge of Deathly Silent Black Wind.

Unfortunately for He Zhen, the moment those fiery hands made contact with the wind, they were overwhelmed, becoming engulfed by the flames and vanishing into nothingness.

Observing this, Yang Chen realized that a gap in power still existed between himself and this Heavenly Fate Realm expert. Not wishing to linger, he leaped into the sky and vanished without a trace.

Watching Yang Chen retreat, He Zhen was consumed by fury, yet in his heart, he knew the truth.

He had been unable to harm Yang Chen just now, and he certainly couldn't do anything to him anymore!

The outcome of this battle was nothing short of dismal.

...

Less than three months after the conflict, the news had surged through the Grand Abyss Palace, the Divine Night Sect, Heavenly Melody Mountain, and the other major powers, as well as every local force within the Taiyuan Star System.

As the report spread, every major organization was left deeply shaken and intimidated by the revelation.

What sort of monstrous, unnatural feat had Yang Chen achieved?

Relying solely on his own strength, he had single-handedly turned the tide, withstood He Zhen, slaughtered twenty-eight Heavenly Leaving Realm experts, and made a triumphant escape!

It was common knowledge that Yang Chen possessed some renown, yet he was previously considered far inferior to Mo Wanchou, the Sky Extreme Realm Reincarnation.

But who could have predicted that Yang Chen would first defeat Mo Wanchou, then defy the Grand Abyss Palace, and repeatedly slip through their numerous dragnets?

Now, by killing another twenty-eight Heavenly Leaving Realm experts, he was essentially throwing down the gauntlet to the Grand Abyss Palace once more.

Did they truly believe that Yang Chen was someone who could be slaughtered at their whim?

Meanwhile, within the Frost Sky Taoist Nunnery of the Grand Abyss Palace.

Spirit Separation Ancestor stood with his hands locked behind his back. His usual calm and composed demeanor had evaporated, replaced by a towering, overwhelming rage.

"Useless trash, a pack of worthless trash. Han Yi, it appears you no longer desire to hold your position. So many powerful cultivators sent to hunt a single Yang Chen, only to be killed by him instead. Of what use are you to me!" Spirit Separation Ancestor roared.

Han Yi looked utterly humiliated, his heart filled with a bitterness beyond words. With eyes nearly brimming with tears, he pleaded, "Daozu Sir, this... this truly isn't the fault of your subordinate. I believed that deploying He Zhen would be sufficient and that I only needed to direct things from the rear. Who could have guessed that this... this brat would actually break through to the Heavenly Leaving Realm, causing his power to skyrocket. I fear our current forces are inadequate, Daozu Sir. Grant me a few more powerful Destiny Realm experts, and I vow to take Yang Chen’s life!"

"Han Yi, do you honestly think the Destiny Realm experts of our Grand Abyss Palace are cheap commodities?" Spirit Separation Ancestor snapped in anger. Han Yi could only lower his head in shame.

"Ling Bie, you should have noticed the massive leap in Yang Chen’s cultivation and battle prowess since he reached the Heavenly Leaving Realm. It isn't too late to stop. If we turn this enmity into a friendship and bring him into our fold, it would greatly benefit the Grand Abyss Palace. You must realize that there are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests," Fu Tiandi advised, having appeared at some unknown moment to stare at the Spirit Separation Ancestor.

Upon hearing those words, Spirit Separation Ancestor fell into deep thought once again.

It was true; there were no eternal foes, only eternal benefits.

By hunting Yang Chen all the way from the Demon Sect, he had already fulfilled his obligations.

However!

"If I were to cease now, where would I hide my face?" Spirit Separation Ancestor stated grimly. "Yang Chen must die. Han Yi, I shall assign three more Destiny Realm experts at the World Fetus Realm to assist you. Furthermore, the bounty is increased; I promise an Ancestral Divine Artifact to whoever slays Yang Chen. I want his head. If you fail again, Han Yi, you had better bring me your own head instead!"

Hearing this, a flash of delight crossed Han Yi’s face. With three additional experts from the Sky Separation Realm at the world-embryo stage, his prospects for success were vastly improved.

"My thanks to Lord Ling Bie!" Han Yi answered immediately.

Witnessing this, Fu Tiandi could only offer a soft shake of his head and drop the matter.

...

The scene shifted back to the Divine Night Sect!

Princess Wenqi and her student, Ji Yue Shuang, were kneeling across from each other in the opulent Great Hall.

"Master, it was Mo Wanchou who was the bully. Yang Chen only killed him because of that. Why is the Grand Abyss Palace so obsessed with hunting him down? Can our Divine Night Sect not offer him protection?" Ji Yue Shuang said, gritting her teeth. "As your disciple, I can no longer watch this. The Grand Abyss Palace is completely shameless. They offer no help in fighting the alien races, yet they are experts at creating internal strife!"

Seeing Ji Yue Shuang’s state, Princess Wenqi let out a helpless sigh. "Shuang’er, do you think I don't wish to rescue Yang Chen? The problem is that Yang Chen killed Mo Wanchou. Mo Wanchou was the sworn brother of Ling Bie Daozu; their bond was incredibly deep. If Yang Chen is allowed to live, how can Ling Bie Daozu maintain his prestige?"

It was a simple reality—if Ling Bie Daozu failed to kill Yang Chen, people would claim he didn't even value his own brother's life.

At their level, reputation was everything. If Ling Bie Daozu’s pride was wounded, he would naturally stop at nothing to take Yang Chen’s life.

"Must Yang Chen die just for the sake of someone's pride?" Ji Yue Shuang hissed in frustration.

"Shuang’er, I am aware of your friendship with Yang Chen. But this situation involves Ling Bie Daozu. If the Divine Night Sect were to openly shield him, it would be equivalent to challenging Ling Bie Daozu, Ling Bie Dao Respect, and the entire Grand Abyss Palace. The Ruthless Beast Race and the Spirit God Race are merely waiting for us humans to fracture so they can strike. Tell me, as your master, what choice do I have?" Princess Wenqi shook her head in resignation.

Ji Yue Shuang’s eyes burned with fury, but she could only clench her fists and sigh in hopelessness.

"Yang Chen is indeed remarkable, but he hasn't reached the level of importance required yet. In the end, we must take the more cautious path," Princess Wenqi remarked.

But just as she spoke, a King-level Guard rushed forward.

"Princess Wenqi, something massive has occurred!" The guard’s eyes were wide with shock.

"What is it?" Princess Wenqi inquired, confused.

The King-level Guard took a heavy breath. "It concerns Yang Chen."

"Speak. Is that boy Yang Chen dead or alive?" Princess Wenqi demanded.