As the crowd looked at the burning ground, they stood where they were without moving. The shock in their hearts could not be any greater.
The prince of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty, Duanmu Feng, was dead. He was burned to ashes and completely dissipated. Not even his corpse remained.
The geniuses of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty all felt the world spin, as if they were dreaming. Their prince was actually dead.
"Whoosh!"
The flames of the sun dissipated, and Ye Chen withdrew his Quintessence. Then, he looked around and saw Zhang Ye standing before him with his arms crossed and a faint smile on his face.
Naturally, Ye Chen was aware of Zhang Ye's plan to kill with a borrowed knife. Furthermore, he also understood that after killing Duanmu Feng, he would face countless difficulties.
However, so what?
If the heavens gave him another chance, he would still kill Duanmu Feng.
Duanmu Feng's words and actions touched Ye Chen's bottom line time and time again. Duanmu Feng provoked him verbally, secretly framed him, and ruthlessly attacked him. All of these things put Ye Chen and Ye Chen's friends and family in danger.
If Ye Chen did not kill such a person, it would only cause greater harm and threat.
So what if Zhang Ye schemed against him?
Could it be that because Zhang Ye wanted to kill with a borrowed knife, he could not kill Duanmu Feng?
Ye Chen absolutely would not show mercy to the people he wanted to kill. No matter how many schemes there were, no matter how many dangers there were, he would kill. Killing to stop killing, killing everything.
"You really made a move to kill Duanmu Feng. This shocked me greatly. At the same time, it also filled me with admiration."
Zhang Ye praised. Then, he extended his hand and said indifferently, "Now, you can hand over the Primordial Energy. It does not belong to you."
"Why?"
Ye Chen raised his head and met Zhang Ye's gaze. He said coldly, "This Primordial Energy originally belonged to Duanmu Feng. Now that I killed Duanmu Feng, it naturally belongs to me. On what basis do you say that it does not belong to me?
Could it be that it belongs to you? "
With a mocking look in his eyes, Ye Chen stepped out and walked straight into the depths of the palace, completely ignoring him.
As Ye Chen was about to walk past Zhang Ye's body, an imperious saber intent suddenly exploded, aiming at Ye Chen's body, causing him to stop in his tracks. The flames of the sun were ignited once again, burning away the saber intent as it sprang toward Zhang Ye.
"Rumble!" The saber intent and the blazing sun's flames clashed in the air, kicking up a chaotic shockwave that startled everyone.
Ye Chen and Zhang Ye were going to fight?
"I'll say it again. Hand over the Grandmist Aura." Zhang Ye still had a faint smile on his face. However, that smile was extremely cold and filled with killing intent.
Ye Chen didn't open his mouth to reply. The flames of the great sun on his body grew thicker and thicker. He used his own actions as a response. If you want to fight, then let's fight. What's there to fear?!
In the air, the atmosphere was as cold as ice. Everyone's gazes were fixed in that direction, unwilling to make the slightest sound.
"Ye Chen."
At that moment, a crisp voice suddenly rang out from afar. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he withdrew his aura.
That voice belonged to Murong Xue.
He turned his gaze and saw a graceful figure rushing over. That figure was dressed in a blue dress, like a fairy who had arrived on a spring breeze. Her facial features were exquisite, and her eyes were as dazzling as gems, intoxicating anyone who saw her.
The moment Ye Chen saw Murong Xue, his gaze softened, no longer exuding coldness and killing intent. However, he suddenly frowned. Behind Murong Xue, there was a golden ball of light. Within that ball of light, there was a throne. The Throne of Qin Wu.
When Ye Chen saw that throne, the heavens and the earth were filled with an incomparably heavy pressure. Even a Saint cultivator like Duan Yunxin felt his heart tremble slightly.
In the distant palace, Wu Zhenzi and Hua Haoqiong looked at each other in shock.
There was only one person in the entire Imperial City who could exude such pressure, and that was Emperor Qinwu.
This pressure was the Imperial Aura.
When Murong Xue landed beside Ye Chen, her eyes were already filled with tears. She knew and saw everything that Ye Chen had done for her just now.
Emperor Qinwu slaughtered the world in anger for the sake of his beloved. He fought 18 geniuses and killed the Prince. He was fearless and could only move forward.
Such an action was difficult to describe with words. She was only touched.
"It's good to see that you're fine."
Ye Chen heaved a long sigh of relief and pulled Murong Xue to his side. Immediately, he raised his eyes and looked at the throne. In his Yuanhai, Zhen Yuan was rolling wildly, resisting the terrifying Imperial Aura.
This was the Imperial City. Emperor Qinwu could see everything clearly.
Ye Chen fought 18 geniuses alone, killed Duanmu Feng, and almost fought with Zhang Ye. Emperor Qinwu knew all of these clearly.
However, he did not stop Ye Chen from killing, nor did he help Ye Chen. He just let Ye Chen do as he pleased. Such an action was actually to use Ye Chen as a sharp blade to intimidate the people of the Tianyan Dynasty and to promote the prestige of the Qinwu Dynasty.
Ye Chen was well aware of this. Therefore, he did not have a good impression of Emperor Qinwu and looked at him coldly.
"Zhang Ye, the battle between Ye Chen and Duanmu Feng has already ended in a life and death situation. This Hong Meng Qi was obtained by Ye Chen with his own hands. If you want to take it away like this, isn't it a bit too much? Leave now. The grudges between you and Ye Chen will be resolved in the Dynasty Battle."
An indistinct voice sounded out from the throne. It was filled with pressure, and it caused Zhang Ye's entire face to become extremely ghastly pale. He suddenly raised his head and glanced deeply at the throne before he said, "Alright, I'll postpone this enmity until the War of the Dynasties."
After saying that, Zhang Ye's figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.
This was the Imperial Palace. Even Emperor Qinwu had spoken out to defend Ye Chen. If Zhang Ye continued to argue, there would be no result.
As he left, Zhang Ye gloomily looked at Ye Chen. However, Ye Chen ignored him. His gaze was still fixed ahead. This action infuriated Zhang Ye even more. The hatred in his heart thickened, filling his heart.
"You all should leave as well. Return to the Heavenly Flame Dynasty."
The ethereal voice rang out again. This made the geniuses of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty feel as if they had received amnesty. They had long felt incomparable fear when facing Ye Chen. Now that they could leave the Imperial Palace safely, they were all very excited. All of them scattered like birds and beasts, instantly leaving.
"Since this matter is over, the two of us should also leave first," Duan Yunxin deeply looked at Ye Chen before leaving the foot of the mountain with Wu Lan.
Since the people of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty had already left, the conflict between the two dynasties was completely over. There was no need for Duan Yunxin and Wu Lan to remain here.
After everyone left, the large empty space seemed a little cold and cheerless.
Ye Chen quietly looked at the throne. At the same time, he held Murong Xue's hand tightly, waiting. He was waiting for Emperor Qinwu's next words.
Wu Zhenzi and the others also landed beside Ye Chen, silently standing there.
"Ye Chen," Emperor Qinwu finally said.
There was a trace of seriousness in his voice. He slowly said, "I know very well why you came to the Imperial Palace this time. At the same time, I am also amazed by your actions. Your love for Murong Xue can be described as unshakable. However, I still have to tell you that Murong Xue must complete the marriage agreement with Duan Mu Yu. This matter has already been approved by the Heavenly God Palace. It will not change."