Baguio also tensed up and wiped her sweat. She stared at Ye Chen and shouted, "Ye Chen, wake up."
Ye Chen's eyes regained some clarity under the light. The golden light seemed to have dissipated a lot. He raised his head and stared at Wu Zhenzi in front of him.
"Run!"
Ye Chen roared angrily. A strong aura rushed toward Wu Zhenzi and pushed him more than ten meters away.
In that instant, the golden light bloomed again and directly swallowed the light on his body. The violent aura turned into an unparalleled hurricane that swept through the world.
Wu Zhenzi's body trembled violently and he immediately dodged backward. The golden light tore through the air where he was originally standing, tearing several hideous cracks in the air.
If Ye Chen hadn't pushed him away, he might have become a corpse by now.
Golden light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. His body was full of a terrifying violent aura. A golden pattern that looked like a flame appeared between his eyebrows. It was demonic and ferocious, making the crowd in front of him almost suffocate.
They saw Ye Chen's eyes slowly sweep over them. When Ye Chen's eyes fell on them, their bodies immediately stiffened. Even their souls began to tremble and they couldn't control themselves at all.
That pair of eyes was simply too terrifying. It was as if a pair of invisible hands had grabbed onto their souls, and could cause their souls to scatter at any time.
However, Ye Chen didn't move, nor did he attack.
He just stood there quietly and stared at the crowd in front of him. At this moment, he was full of killing intent and violent aura. He wanted to drink boiling blood, but there was a voice in his heart that stopped him and suppressed his desire to kill.
"Roar!"
Ye Chen roared. Drops of blood flowed from his eyes. He firmly held on to the last line of defense in his heart. He couldn't go on a killing spree.
"Ye Chen!"
On the ground, Wu Zhenzi and the others looked up at Ye Chen, their eyes filled with hope, hoping that Ye Chen could regain his consciousness.
"Big Brother Ye Chen!"
The members of the Ye Sect all roared in unison as they stared at Ye Chen in the air. This caused Ye Chen's body to violently tremble. In the depths of his eyes, he seemed to have regained some clarity. However, the golden inscription on his forehead was still as malevolent as ever, emitting a thick baleful aura.
Rumble!
The ground began to tremble. In the eyes of the crowd, many cavalrymen and soldiers charged in. Their bodies were filled with a murderous aura. There were at least ten thousand of them, and they surrounded the entire square. Their cold blades emitted a gloomy and cold aura.
At this moment, the cavalry stepped aside and a figure walked out. It was Fang Han.
He had a cold look on his face. When he saw Ye Chen, his entire body trembled. Those eyes were so cold, as if a peerless beast was staring at him, causing him to feel fear from the bottom of his soul.
"Ye Chen, you don't even bow to the Second Prince. Aren't you being a little too arrogant?"
At this moment, a soldier beside Fang Han berated angrily. He glared angrily at Ye Chen, but in the next moment, he could no longer speak. This was because a golden light tore through the air and directly chopped off his head.
An arrow of blood shot into the sky, dyeing the void red.
"Ye Chen, how dare you! How dare you kill a member of my Royal Army!"
One by one, the soldiers shouted angrily. They all drew their weapons, but what answered them was still a beam of golden light and a pair of golden eyes that were as cold as bone marrow.
Poof! Poof!
Poof! Large heads fell from the sky. More than ten soldiers standing beside Fang Han were all dead. Their heads were separated from their bodies, and they did not even know how they died.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew past, bringing with it a strong smell of blood. The entire space became deathly silent.
Fang Han's forehead was covered in sweat. He swallowed his saliva. When Ye Chen attacked just now, he did not even have time to react. The golden light was too terrifying. It seemed to be able to tear through everything, including his neck.
"Those people just now, were they your lackeys?"
A cold voice came from Ye Chen's mouth. At this moment, there was no longer any emotion in his eyes. After the massacre, Ye Chen had finally regained his consciousness. Now, all he had was the desire to kill.
"Let's go!"
Fang Han felt that he was about to collapse. He waved the long whip in his hand and ran away without looking back. He had a premonition that if he continued to stay there, he might be killed by Ye Chen.
Rumbling sounds could be heard.
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen ran away quickly. They were no longer as arrogant as before. However, if they wanted to leave, would Ye Chen let them leave in peace?
His body turned into a golden flowing light. Ye Chen's hands were filled with a ruthless aura. They were like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. He suddenly swept across, and dozens of soldiers behind him were cut in half. A mist of blood exploded, filling the air with blood.
However, the massacre did not stop there. Ye Chen's lips curled into a savage smile. He ran all the way, and the golden light continued to sweep out, easily and crazily reaping the lives of others. Wherever he passed, the ground would be covered with corpses.
"Ah!"
Waves of screams could be heard. All the soldiers were shocked by Ye Chen's terrifying means. They wanted to escape, but Ye Chen was too fast. In a flash, he was able to close in on them. Then, a terrifying golden light swept across and took their lives.
Feeling the whistling wind behind him and the thick smell of blood, Fang Han suddenly turned his head. Just as he was about to shout angrily, a golden light shone directly into his eyes. He was so frightened that he immediately released his vital essence. Purple flames surged out and rushed toward the golden light.
"Purple Flames Burning the Sky!"
Fang Han suddenly shouted angrily. Purple flames rushed to the sky and instantly drowned out the golden light. He could not help but laugh coldly. "A mere golden light wants to kill me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Han's confident eyes suddenly trembled.
A crack suddenly appeared in the thick purple flames. The golden light penetrated through the crack and slashed across Fang Han's body, cutting off his left arm.
Plop!
Fang Han's body slowly fell from mid-air. His entire face became extremely pale.
Firstly, it was because he had lost too much blood. Secondly, it was because he was terrified of Ye Chen's strength. With a casual wave of his hand, the power that exploded was so terrifying that it directly cut off his left arm.
"Weren't you very proud just now?"
A voice sounded, causing Fang Han's gaze to tremble. He raised his head and saw Ye Chen standing in front of him. On that incomparably handsome face, there was a mocking smile.
Fang Han shifted his body backward and said in a flustered tone, "Ye Chen, this is the Imperial City, and I am the Second Prince. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely incur the wrath of the Imperial Family."
"Oh?
Is that so? "
After pondering for a moment, the smile on Ye Chen's face became even more demonic. He looked at Fang Han with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes and said coldly, "Then I would like to see what the wrath of the Imperial Family that you speak of can do to me."
A blinding golden light burst out from his body and turned into a golden palm. It cut through the void and directly slapped toward Fang Han's head.
At this moment, Lin Shitian and the others also rushed over.
When they saw the scene in front of them, they all gasped. Corpses littered the ground and blood stained the sky. It was as terrifying as the Avici Hell.