Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A volley of Crossbow Arrows struck his Protective True Essence, erupting in a shower of dazzling sparks.

"You think you can kill me with this trash?"

Chen Che chuckled, then waved his hand. A massive black chain materialized out of thin air. The chain was pitch-black, each link seemingly forged from Obsidian. It sliced through the air with a piercing whistle, sweeping forward like a writhing python!

Wherever it passed, countless Crossbow Arrows were instantly ground to dust.

"...That Magical Artifact?"

Han Xiyue’s expression changed drastically the moment he saw it.

He tapped his toes and immediately executed a Body Technique to dodge the attack. The sinister Zhu Xu stood his ground, and the chain seemed to pass through him like a shadow. Yang Ping also nimbly dodged, flipping through the air like a hawk.

In an instant.

The three Foundation Establishment Cultivators dodged the sudden, ferocious strike, but the Han Family Cultivators behind them had no time to react. The Black Dragon Lock Chain swept through them like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves, slicing them in half at the waist and kicking up a bloody mist.

CRASH!

The chain raked across the ground, carving a deep trench.

"Where did you get that?"

Han Xiyue roared as he flicked his wrist, sending dozens of crimson pellets shooting out.

Although the Magical Artifact had been modified and looked quite different from its original form, he still recognized it at first glance. After all, Han Zaiyin had used this Magical Artifact for decades!

"I took it from Han Zaiyin!"

With a point of his finger, the Black Dragon Lock Chain coiled around him like a Flood Dragon. The pellets shattered on impact, like eggs thrown against a rock.

Chen Che made no effort to hide it, a faint, mocking smile on his face as he looked over.

"What do you think of this chain’s power?"

"So you were the one who struck that night..."

Han Xiyue’s eyes bulged. He had been searching for the culprit ever since the Earth Palace collapsed.

But who would have thought the perpetrator had simply vanished without a trace, never to be seen again? He had suspected Chen Che at the time, but when he remembered the man was only in the Qi Refining Realm, he subconsciously dismissed the idea as impossible.

But even if Han Zaiyin had been gravely injured, he was still a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. How could he possibly have died at the hands of Chen Che, who was only in the Qi Refining Realm?

"Let me deal with him!"

Yang Ping let out a sudden roar. The sound of a tiger’s roar and a dragon’s cry echoed from his body as his frame abruptly swelled, growing more massive and terrifying, nearly reaching a height of ten feet.

"Go!"

Chen Che’s face was impassive as he waved his hand.

The Black Dragon Lock Chain shot through the air, surging forward like a Flood Dragon.

But Yang Ping moved with an agility that completely betrayed his size. Like a leaping gazelle or a dragonfly skimming the water, he weaved around and dodged the Black Dragon Lock Chain.

In the next instant, as if shrinking the distance in a single step, he was already upon Chen Che. He leaped high, gripping his Heavy Hammer with both hands, and brought it crashing down on the figure seated on the Lotus Platform.

The Heavy Hammer weighed over a thousand pounds, and now it was backed by his immense strength. Even a Same Tier Foundation Establishment Cultivator wouldn’t dare to face its edge head-on!

BOOM!

It was truly like Tai Mountain crashing down—utterly unstoppable.

Even though he wasn’t the target, Han Xiyue could still feel the terrifying power of that strike.

But Chen Che remained seated cross-legged on the Lotus Platform, neither dodging nor evading. Only as the Eight-sided Heavy Hammer descended did he slowly raise his right hand, as if to block the blow.

DONG!

It sounded like a meteorite striking the earth.

An invisible shockwave rapidly expanded from the two of them, tearing the grand hall apart. Countless doors and windows were instantly blasted to pieces. Strong Qi, mixed with dust, surged outward like a tidal wave. The disciples watching from a distance couldn’t bear the deafening noise and all staggered back, covering their ears.

They had gathered around the moment the fight broke out in the hall, but the force of the battle was too ferocious for them to get close.

"What are you standing there gaping for? Get in there and help!"

Seeing this, Ding Fei was so anxious he was practically jumping up and down.

But Rong Zhongxuan’s expression remained unchanged. "Trash like them? The master can crush them with one hand!"

Behind him, Rong Shisan’s eyes were filled with admiration.

’This idiot actually dared to block Yang Ping’s Heavy Hammer with his physical body...’

Zhu Xu sneered, his voice raspy.

As the saying goes, brute force overcomes all techniques. Yang Ping’s skill with the Heavy Hammer was something no ordinary person could withstand. Even he wasn’t confident he could block such a powerful blow. Unless he used all his Magical Artifacts, that single strike would have been enough to shatter his bones.

However, the thought had barely formed when his expression suddenly froze.

At that moment, the dust settled.

The scene within was revealed. Chen Che was still sitting cross-legged, completely unharmed. And the Heavy Hammer, which had descended with the weight of Tai Mountain, was held suspended in mid-air by his hand as if it were a piece of straw.

Clearly, he had neutralized the force of the Heavy Hammer.

To deflect a thousand pounds with four ounces, you must first possess the strength of a thousand pounds yourself!

"You’re a Body Refining Cultivator, too?"

Yang Ping’s eyes bulged.

The response, however, was Chen Che raising his hand for a palm strike.

CRACK!

The palm strike seemed casual and effortless.

But when it landed on Yang Ping’s chest, his body shuddered. A Hand Seal bulged out from his back, the Strong Force tearing through his clothes. He was sent flying out of the hall like a batted baseball, tumbling for dozens of yards after landing before finally skidding to a stop.

But as a Body Cultivator, his Life Force was indeed beyond imagination. He had survived the blow and was still twitching on the ground.

"How is this possible?"

Han Xiyue’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How dare you!"

Just then, Zhu Xu followed up with his own attack. He brandished his Bone Staff, and the skull atop it suddenly flared with a brilliant red light and let out a roar.

ROAR!

But this sound didn’t come from the physical world; it rang out directly on a spiritual level.

Almost simultaneously, a vast wave of Divine Sense, like a raging sea with crashing tides, surged violently toward Chen Che. This immense Divine Sense was so powerful it was almost tangible, causing the ground to crack and split wherever it passed, forming a massive fissure.

"Divine Sense? Excellent!"

Chen Che’s eyes narrowed. The next instant, his own Divine Sense surged forward to meet the attack.

BANG!

In that instant, the two waves of Divine Sense collided.

’This Divine Sense... this is not good...’

Zhu Xu felt that his opponent’s Divine Sense was as vast as a boundless ocean, far surpassing his own. He couldn’t resist it for even a moment before his own was utterly crushed. Before he could react, the other’s Divine Sense had already stormed into his Sea of Consciousness and slammed into it violently.

SPURT!

Zhu Xu’s body trembled, and blood poured from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

The next moment.

He collapsed to the ground like a wooden post. Although he was still breathing and his heart was beating, he was completely unresponsive, no matter how much anyone shouted.

Divine Sense is an extension of the Divine Soul.

Once it is crushed, it is akin to having one’s soul scattered. Even if the physical body remains, the person is effectively dead. That is why clashes of Divine Sense are often more perilous than Magical Combat—the stronger and weaker party are decided in a single collision!

"Is this for real?"

Seeing this, Han Xiyue’s eyes looked ready to pop out of his head.

One had to understand that although Zhu Xu’s Cultivation was not high, he had consumed a Celestial and Earthly Treasure in his youth, causing his Divine Sense to multiply several times over. Coupled with years of nurturing, it was already approaching the level of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. It was precisely because of this talent that he had been able to rob and kill many Foundation Establishment Cultivators and still remain at large.

But in the end, he was defeated so directly by Chen Che?

Three Foundation Establishment Cultivators had joined forces, and in just a few breaths, one was dead and another was crippled.

The most terrifying part was that Chen Che was still sitting there. He hadn’t moved from the very beginning.

As he was thinking, his heart suddenly trembled as a chill crept over him. He turned his head and was horrified to find Chen Che already looking leisurely in his direction.

"Tributor Chen... Valley Master Chen, I agree! The mines... they’re all yours!"

"Heh~"

Chen Che let out a soft laugh, his gaze like he was looking at a dead man.

"What right does a dead man have to agree to anything..."

"AHH!"

At that moment, Han Xiyue could no longer bear the terror in his heart. He let out a bloodcurdling scream, transformed into an Escape Light, and fled the grand hall. At the same time, he streaked madly toward the valley exit.

Just then, Chen Che called out softly:

"Jingfeng!"

A massive shadow instantly appeared in the sky above Jinyun Valley.