The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3363 - 3358: Unexpected Surrender_1

With Yang Chen's swift pass, the ferocious assault from the Spirit of the Firefox's innate power burst into action. Instantly, two souls were completely eradicated and vanished.

This left every observer stunned, as it marked Yang Chen's initial genuine strike.

Right from the start, Yang Chen's moves were sharp and decisive.

As the azure pattern activated, Yang Chen barely moved a muscle, and all the yin souls got cleared away.

Following that, the Spirit of the Firefox appeared.

Yang Chen's opening attack might not have seemed overly impressive, yet it was remarkably casual.

Beneath this casual display, two souls turned to dust.

Of course, Yang Chen had no intention of lingering there.

His aim was the Tenth Floor.

He had plotted this out prior to arriving.

On the tenth level of the Jingling Secret Realm lies a peerless treasure known as Yueyang Essence, rumored to be the core extracted from an entire interface.

Furthermore, the interfaces capable of producing Yueyang Essence are rare, rendering the essence itself exceedingly uncommon. Encounters with it are nearly impossible.

Only entities like Ye Shan Dao Ancestor, who journeyed across the cosmos for eons, could amass such stockpiles.

Yueyang Essence offers numerous advantages.

Its primary benefit lies in nurturing Emperor Divine Tools.

In particular, for tools like the Slaughter God Spear, nourishing them with Yueyang Essence leads to major advancements. Overcoming bottlenecks becomes entirely feasible.

Yang Chen figured that if Yueyang Essence held little value for Ancestral Divine Artifacts, Ye Shan Dao Ancestor wouldn't have parted with it so readily.

Ye Shan Dao Ancestor had no use for it, but Yang Chen certainly did.

This served as his core reason for venturing here.

Once he accessed the tenth floor, his objective would be fulfilled.

Currently, through his partnership with the Spirit of the Firefox, the Ninth Floor posed no obstacle. In mere moments, he stood once more on the Tenth Floor.

Such a spectacle played out for all spectators, silencing nearly all prior critics of Yang Chen.

Even the Nine Stars King and Silver City, who once scorned him, found themselves speechless now.

Nothing proves more powerfully than sheer dominance.

At this point, Silver City and the Nine Stars King were at a loss for words.

How could they possibly measure up to Yang Chen?

The Eighth Floor—could the Nine Stars King conquer it?

Fine, suppose the Nine Stars King cleared the Eighth Floor, but the Ninth? Could he still manage? What's the point of comparison?

Overwhelming power stands evident, exposing nothing but weakness—a mere speck of weakness!

Yang Chen could likely sense the chaos outside, yet it meant nothing to him. He remained in serene tranquility.

The Tenth Floor presented no hurdle for him.

As the Spirit of the Firefox rampaged and the Plain Knife slashed across the space, confronting over a dozen souls proved quite demanding.

Yet Yang Chen wasn't inactive; in a flash, he invoked the azure pattern and summoned the Slaughter God Spear outright.

With a single thrust, a biting gale surged forth.

At present, countless onlookers couldn't pinpoint Yang Chen's boundaries, unwilling to speculate.

They believed his ceiling was the Eighth Floor, only for him to reach the Ninth. They assumed the Ninth was his limit, yet he advanced to the Tenth.

Who would now claim he couldn't tackle the Eleventh Floor?

No one dared; Yang Chen had transcended ordinary standards.

Even Jiang Qifeng couldn't muster a smirk; this Yang Chen was utterly bizarre and unfathomable.

As anticipated by all, Yang Chen navigated the Tenth Floor with ease. His ferocious spear skills, in particular, exceeded the anticipated rigor of that level.

The Tenth Floor simply couldn't match Yang Chen's caliber.

This disparity was obvious to everyone.

It stemmed from the fact that Yang Chen didn't dwell long on the Tenth Floor, but conquered it flawlessly.

Upon clearing the Tenth Floor, Yang Chen dashed forward and stepped straight into the Eleventh Floor.

This rendered the crowd utterly hushed.

The Eleventh Floor—Yang Chen had overcome the Tenth!

"This guy." The Nine Stars King gritted his teeth, recalling Yang Chen's earlier taunts, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment, dignity shattered.

He truly had no shot left.

All eyes now fixed intently on Yang Chen within the Eleventh Floor, hearts pounding with awe and unease.

They secretly hoped and wondered if Yang Chen could shatter the Eleventh Floor and forge yet another legend.

Undeniably, Yang Chen had already wrought a miracle.

No, a chain of miracles and feats.

The Ninth Floor set a record, the Tenth Floor another, and the Eleventh Floor yet more!

Now, anticipation built for whether Yang Chen could ascend to the Twelfth Floor.

"The Tenth Floor is reserved for Destiny Realm powerhouses; it's unbelievable that a Sky Separation Realm cultivator can tread here too. Doesn't that imply Yang Chen rivals Destiny Realm experts? That's downright astonishing."

"Will Yang Chen make it to the Twelfth Floor?"

Countless voices raised such queries. At the outset, disbelief would have reigned, no one entertaining the notion as it seemed implausible.

Yet now? Excitement stirred, with many convinced Yang Chen could prevail.

At minimum, his composure on the Eleventh Floor was beyond doubt.

However, just as hopes rose for Yang Chen to surmount the Eleventh Floor, he abruptly halted his push toward the Twelfth under the onslaught of numerous souls there and recalled the Spirit of the Firefox.

Then, with a powerful sweep, he retreated from the Twelfth Floor.

This baffled many, leaving them uncertain of the turn of events.

Did Yang Chen simply abandon it?

What did that signify?

"Perhaps Yang Chen's drained, his laws spent?"

"Tough to tell; early on, he looked steady, but he might have burned through his reserves. The Power of Laws isn't endless, after all."

Various cultivators started theorizing, though to Jiang Qifeng, they were mere novices.

Only he grasped the truest, sharpest view.

He understood Yang Chen had forsaken the Twelfth Floor while still holding power in reserve. Without that, he could have pressed on; even the Twelfth might not halt him.

But Yang Chen chose to stop.

This...

Jiang Qifeng drew a heavy breath: "This kid, is he solely after the Yueyang Essence?"