CHAPTER 231: CHAPTER 232: SLAUGHTER HALL

Yuan Shisan.

Great Elder of the Spirit Coffin Sect, Profound Core Ninth Heaven.

But what truly made him renowned in the Tongxuan Continent was not his cultivation at the Profound Core Ninth Heaven, nor his position as the Great Elder of the Spirit Coffin Sect. It was because he controlled the ’Slaughter Hall’ of the Spirit Coffin Sect!

Slaughter Hall!

Similar to the Law Enforcement Hall of major sects.

The people of the Spirit Coffin Sect’s Slaughter Hall may not be the strongest in cultivation, but they are undoubtedly the most battle-hardened and brutal. If Yuan Shisan did not have enough strength, how could he manage the entire Slaughter Hall?

Boom!

Within the surging escaping light, a massive heavenly hand formed instantly. As it formed, it carried a sweeping whirlwind, directly clawing fiercely at Ye Qingchen.

"Crackle!"

Where the giant hand passed.

The void shattered, emitting bursts of grand noise.

Under Xingyue City.

Countless Spirit Coffin Sect disciples looked at the sky-covering hand with horror in their eyes.

"Is this one palm meant to kill Ye Qingchen?"

At this moment.

Everyone turned to Ye Qingchen.

They saw that in the face of this palm, Ye Qingchen showed not a hint of panic. He clasped his palm, and the thirteen stars inside him suddenly erupted to the extreme at this moment, like silver flames, shooting straight into the void.

With this overwhelming momentum, Ye Qingchen lifted his palm to meet Yuan Shisan’s strike head-on.

"Boom!"

When the two palms collided.

The entire Xingyue City trembled at that moment.

Centered on the two of them, the earth quaked violently as if it were an earthquake. An immense aura swept out directly, instantly expanding outward, sweeping over an area of hundreds of feet.

Whoosh!

Where the Qi Force passed.

You could see.

Numerous buildings were instantly crushed to powder under this terrifying force. Even those far outside the battle area were caught in this mighty wave, stumbling as if caught in a tsunami.

"How is it now?"

Everyone barely steadied themselves.

They saw.

Yuan Shisan’s attacking momentum was momentarily hindered by this explosive Qi Force. In contrast, Ye Qingchen used this wave of energy to not only maintain his speed but to accelerate violently toward the distance.

Within just a few blinks, he disappeared at the horizon.

Yet in the void, Ye Qingchen’s voice still echoed:

"Spirit Coffin Sect, I will remember what you did today! And Yuan Shisan, I’ll remember this palm strike of yours too!"

"One day, I will return this debt a hundredfold, a thousandfold to your Spirit Coffin Sect!"

"The next time I set foot in Xingyue City."

"Will be the day we fight to the death!"

The sound echoed long, reverberating over Xingyue City.

Although it wasn’t as thunderous as when Yuan Shisan first appeared, the words themselves made everyone’s heart tremble.

This Ye Qingchen.

He actually wants to fight to the death with the Spirit Coffin Sect?

If anyone else had said such words, they would surely laugh at the person’s overconfidence.

But after witnessing the previous scene.

Who would still dare to doubt Ye Qingchen’s strength?

Boom!

In the sky above.

The fiery red escaping light had already swept to the sky over Xingyue City, stopping above everyone’s heads. As the light dispersed, it revealed Yuan Shisan clad in a fiery robe, his face emaciated.

Behind him.

Several elders of the Slaughter Hall, along with many disciples, quickly arrived at the battlefield.

Looking at the already slain Xu Shanqiao, the Spirit Coffin Sect’s ten masters of unknown life and death, and the sect disciples slain by Ye Qingchen scattered all over, their expressions were utterly grim.

"Great Elder!"

At that moment.

Everyone cast their eyes toward Yuan Shisan at the center.

Without a doubt.

Today, whether for them, for the Slaughter Hall, or the entire Spirit Coffin Sect, it was a great humiliation. Not only had Ye Qingchen slain the sect elders and disciples, but he even escaped right under their eyes.

"There has never been anyone who could kill someone from our Spirit Coffin Sect and walk away unscathed! Ye Qingchen is no exception!" Yuan Shisan clenched his fist, his voice low, like a raging lion.

Then.

He suddenly lifted his head, his voice growing louder, finally resounding throughout Xingyue City:

"Pass my order!"

"All disciples of the Spirit Coffin Sect, including the Slaughter Hall, go all out to hunt down Ye Qingchen! Life or death doesn’t matter!"

Finishing.

Yuan Shisan paused, his gaze sweeping around at everyone present.

"No matter who it is, as long as you can kill Ye Qingchen!"

"Reward of one million Patterned Silver!"

"Three Earth-grade Elixirs!"

"One Earth Grade Top Grade Technique!"

Boom!

With these words,

The whole Xingyue City was in an uproar.

They never expected that Yuan Shisan would again increase the reward for killing Ye Qingchen!

Swish!

Originally, some loose cultivators were very tempted by the conditions offered by the Spirit Coffin Sect. Now hearing Yuan Shisan’s words, they were even more eager. With almost no hesitation, figures were already rapidly chasing outside of Xingyue City.

"Great Elder, let’s pursue as well!" An elder from the Slaughter Hall said in a stern voice, "Although Ye Qingchen was hit by your palm, his combat power still retains quite a bit."

"Yes! That Ye Qingchen killed so many of our Spirit Coffin Sect disciples, if I don’t kill him with my own hands, I can’t dispel the hatred in my heart!"

The disciples who died at Ye Qingchen’s hands today were the future of their Spirit Coffin Sect, and some were even their relatives. How could they swallow this anger now?

They wished to grind Ye Qingchen to dust!

"Wait a moment!"

However, Yuan Shisan shook his head.

Amid puzzled looks, Yuan Shisan walked directly toward Luo Huan, saying as he walked, "Ye Qingchen couldn’t have appeared here without reason. He must have a certain mystery in coming to our Tongxuan Continent!"

"Little girl, tell me... why did Ye Qingchen appear here!"

"I will never tell you!" Luo Huan trembled inside, quickly saying loudly.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Shisan had a trace of mockery on his face, and at the same time, a cold black light appeared in his eyes, this black light was unfathomable and as deep as the starry sky, as if one would become completely entrapped just by looking, unable to extricate themselves!

"Soul Capturing Technique?"

Someone recognized this method, their pupils contracting, whispering.

It was indeed this technique.

Yuan Shisan, controlling the Slaughter Hall, did not know how many prisoners had looked into these eyes, guaranteed to reveal everything they knew without reservation.

Luo Huan only felt her body tremble, as if uncontrollably opening her mouth: "Ye Qingchen is heading to Abyssal Valley this time!"

"Abyssal Valley!"

Yuan Shisan raised his eyebrows, a chill flashing in his eyes.

Others were also bewildered.

What on earth is Ye Qingchen going to such a forbidden place for?

One must know.

Even for the Tongxuan Continent, it is a Juedi.

"No matter where he runs to!"

"Even if it’s Yellow Springs and Jade Fall, he must die!"

With a wave of his robe, Yuan Shisan was already striding out of the city.

"Set off, we’re going to Abyssal Valley!"

"Yes!"

Several Slaughter Hall elders raised their heads suddenly, their eyes swirling with cold light.

In this world.

No one has ever been able to survive a pursuit by the Slaughter Hall.