Sigh!
Seeing this, Duan Chongyu and the rest sighed deeply. Ye Chen did not pass the second round of the Battle of the Dynasty.
"Who said that Ye Chen had never lost?"
Looking at Yang Tuo, who was standing in the Void, Duan Mu Yu could not help but burst out laughing. He glanced at Fang Han with disdain. What a fool. With Ye Chen's strength, he wanted to break through the encirclement and obtain the 12th position. It was simply a fool's dream.
Fang Han's face was covered with coldness as he stared at Yang Tuo.
Nie Feng and Xiao Xiao were also in disbelief. Ye Chen had not passed the second round of the Battle of the Dynasty. They could not accept this result and could not believe it.
The crowd had different expressions on their faces, but most of them were filled with pity. However, at this moment, Yang Tuo's body suddenly trembled in the sky. He spat out a mouthful of blood towards the sky, and then slowly fell from the sky.
Duan Mu Yu's laughter stopped at this moment. The crowd looked at the scene in astonishment.
Da da!
Suddenly, the sound of soft footsteps could be heard from the shattered stone door. Following which, a skinny figure slowly walked out while facing the sunlight. Finally, he stood under the gazes of the crowd.
"Crown Prince Duanmu, I have never lost in my entire journey."
That silhouette walked out of the stone door and stood in the air. He raised his head and looked at Duanmu Yu who was not far away. His voice was indifferent but it was filled with incomparable self-confidence. The crowd was astonished. Duanmu Yu's face turned red and his heart started to violently twitch.
The entire space fell into a short silence.
Even someone like Ling Tianchou looked at the figure in shock. Wasn't Ye Chen killed by Zhu Hao?
How could he walk out of the Passionless Cliff unscathed?
Besides, what was going on with Yang Tuo?
Could it be that Ye Chen had defeated Zhu Hao in the first round and then defeated Yang Tuo in the third round?
Confusion, confusion filled Ling Tianchou's mind, which made him a little crazy.
He almost couldn't believe that Ye Chen, relying on his cultivation at the early stage of Truth Ninth Heavenly Layer, was able to defeat two Saint level powerhouses and win the last seat. This was too shocking, just like a dream.
The void was still silent. Even Duan Chongyu and the others were in a daze. Soon after, a wild joy surged from the depths of their eyes. Ye Chen, that brat, was too hateful. Even at the last moment, he still had to keep them in suspense.
The crowd looked at the skinny figure who had walked out of the stone door and their hearts were filled with jealousy. This time, the Qinwu Dynasty had unexpectedly occupied the top four seats and had become the biggest winner of the Battle of the Empires.
Such a thing had not happened for many years. Twelve seats, one-third of them. The rise of the Qinwu Dynasty seemed certain.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Ye Chen walked slowly to the front of the crowd and smiled. He scratched his head awkwardly. This battle was too difficult. It could be said that he was infinitely close to the edge of death. Fortunately, Ye Chen had comprehended the essence of the Great Holy Soul Handprint, so he could defeat Yang Tuo and win the last seat.
"Even a brat like you can feel embarrassed?" Nie Feng rolled his eyes, walked up, and punched Ye Chen's chest.
Baguio, who was in front of him, had tears in her eyes. She jumped and hugged Ye Chen directly. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Immediately, he gently put his hands on her and comforted her softly, "I'm sorry to have made you worry."
As he spoke, Ye Chen did not notice Xiao Xiao, who was in the crowd.
He saw that there were traces of tears on her face. However, she did not rush forward like Baguio. Instead, she looked at Ye Chen from afar and smiled. Ye Chen, he was not dead. That was enough.
Rumble!
Without any warning, halos bloomed in the sky above the Passionless Cliff.
In the halos, figures flashed and finally landed in front of the crowd.
These people were the young geniuses that participated in the second round of the Battle of Dynasties. Although they didn't obtain a precious seat, they managed to preserve their lives in this battle. All of them looked at the blue sky and let out a long breath of foul air.
"Fang Yi!"
"Guan Qi!"
"Zi Chuan!"
Ye Chen saw the three people in the crowd at a glance. He was delighted and quickly walked up to them.
The four of them looked at each other and then hugged each other tightly. Sometimes, being alive was already something worth celebrating.
Almost all the people from the Qinwu Dynasty walked up, their faces filled with ecstasy. Some of them were from the Sky Yuan Sect, some were from the Lin Family, and some were from the Yuhua Sect. They were from different forces, but they were like a family. They congratulated each other and cheered for each other. There was no scheming at all.
Duan Chongyu, Wu Zhenzi, and Lin Shitian stood not far away. Looking at the harmonious scene in front of them, they nodded happily. The three forces could put aside their sectarian differences and sincerely congratulate each other. In the future, if one of them was in trouble, the other two would definitely do their best to help.
This kind of relationship was sincere and precious.
And all of this was because of Ye Chen. He was like a link that connected the three forces tightly. There was no distinction between them, and they had become a whole.
"The Ascension Sect is truly fortunate to have a disciple like Ye Chen. If I had known about this, I would've definitely allowed Ye Chen to join the Heavenly Yuan Sect no matter what. You must know that I am his first teacher. His accomplishments in the field of origin formations have earned him a military medal from me." Wu Zhenzi frowned and looked to Duan Chongyu beside him.
Duan Chongyu rolled his eyes and said, "A teacher can show you the way, but cultivation depends on the person. Ye Chen is very talented in Origin Formations, but he is even more talented in the Path of Souls. If I had not taught him earnestly, he would not have been able to defeat Yang Tuo. My military medal is much more valuable than yours."
"I don't like what you are saying. If I had not given Ye Chen the Spirit Absorbing Net, it would have been unknown whether Ye Chen could have survived the Nine-feathered Phoenix incident. Moreover, I also forged the Thunder Blaze Nether Bow for him and gave him two Grandmist Spiritual Treasures selflessly. In terms of military medals, mine is more valuable than both of you." Lin Shitian was unwilling to be left out and immediately added.
The three most prestigious Saints of the Qinwu Dynasty, the three old men, were arguing so fiercely because of a junior. The crowd was stunned. They looked at each other and were silent for a while. Then, they burst out laughing.
"Does your face hurt?"
Fang Han looked at Duan Mu Yu and said coldly. Duan Mu Yu, who was in a rage, trembled with anger. He was no different from a wild beast now. He was crazy, gloomy, and his mind was filled with the desire to kill.
But in the end, Duan Mu Yu controlled himself. Even if he attacked now, he could not kill Ye Chen. Instead, he would lose his life. He only hoped that in the third round of the Battle of the Empires, he would be able to face Ye Chen and kill him fair and square.
Unlike Duan Mu Yu's rage, in the crowd, the members of the Zhu Family were anxious.
They walked quickly through the crowd as if they were looking for something. However, at that moment, all of their pupils suddenly shrank and they were stunned.