CHAPTER 1182: CHAPTER 1182: COME BACK WITH ME

Chapter 1182

The arrow, like a meteor across the void, came through the Ice-Breaking Flaming Slash, its target surprisingly Ye Chenfeng.

If there were others present, they would notice that the witch’s arrow was not aimed at Ye Chenfeng’s vital points; they only intended to severely injure him.

The Illusionist and Cursesmith restrained Ye Chenfeng, while the attacking witch was responsible for seriously injuring him.

The coordination among these women was remarkably seamless!

"One Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers!"

Suddenly, an unprecedented power erupted from Ye Chenfeng.

As if a tsunami was approaching, the entire Holy Mountain resonated with it! It began to tremble, as if a terrifying force was an invisible hand, trying to push the entire Holy Mountain into the sea.

Ye Chenfeng’s ultimate move reappeared, and a fierce gale rose around him as the space was extremely compressed.

Originally, the arrow that pierced through the sun’s rainbow was forcibly altered in its trajectory, shooting in another direction.

"Boom!"

The arrow directly pierced through a stone pillar as thick as a barrel!

Such was its power!

"Puh puh puh puh..."

Under the strike of Ye Chenfeng’s One Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers, the other five witches were severely injured and spat blood as they were flung away in all directions.

Three pairs of eyes in the distance were fixed on the scene, their gazes changing.

They were sent by Catherine. If Ye Chenfeng had encountered danger just now and didn’t act, these three people would have definitely stepped in.

"Forbidden God King, you’re too presumptuous!"

A shout was heard, and four more women appeared before Ye Chenfeng.

They were the Four Celestial Maidens of the Holy Mountain!

"I’ll say it again, step aside!"

Ye Chenfeng coldly demanded.

The woman holding a blue crystal ball sneered coldly, "Forbidden God King, do you really think we can’t handle you?"

Ye Chenfeng sneered with contempt, "Just you few dare to stop me?"

The woman sneered back, "You’ve already broken through the second seal, possessing earth-shattering Divine Source Power. We’re not sure we can subdue you, but as it happens, one of the Four Celestial Maidens can use the Art of Judgment, though only a simple part of it, but it’s enough to deal with you."

Ye Chenfeng’s gaze fixed on them, coldly saying, "So you know the techniques of the Land of the Gods—no wonder you’re so reckless."

"Heh, Forbidden God King, you’re clever. The Art of Judgment is your nemesis; all the seals in your body are the effects of the Art of Judgment."

Ye Chenfeng laughed, his gaze growing brighter, "It seems you know quite a bit. But feel free to try it, and see if the Art of Judgment works on me."

"Hmm?"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s confident expression, the Four Celestial Maidens furrowed their brows deeply, a hint of doubt in their eyes.

Ye Chenfeng appeared overly confident, perhaps bluffing, but the Four Celestial Maidens were even more uncertain.

"Unleash the Art of Judgment? I assure you, I’ll kill you before you can use it," Ye Chenfeng stated calmly.

However, his eyes gradually turned crimson, slowly growing wild.

Boundless rage rose within him, and if his negative emotions reached a critical point, he would immediately explode.

"The Holy Mountain does not permit males to trespass; you are desecrating the Empress!"

One of the Celestial Maidens wielded a massive sword. On the sword, a divine light shimmered, emanating a vast holy power.

Clearly, this Celestial Maiden was the one capable of using the Art of Judgment.

Her exposure instantly made her a target for Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng, on the verge of negative emotions, was confident he could use Wind Leaves No Trace to kill her before she used the Art of Judgment!

"Let him in!"

At the critical moment, a cold female voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens.

"Boom!"

Upon hearing this voice, Ye Chenfeng was as if injected with a clarity potion, becoming instantly alert.

His body trembled, his mind blank.

This... this voice was Qingge’s...

Hearing the long-lost voice, Ye Chenfeng’s heart churned with mixed emotions, like an overturned bottle of spices.

Yet, a wild joy surged from within, long-buried emotions suddenly erupting. Ye Chenfeng wanted to call out, but his throat was choked, and words reached his lips and could not be uttered.

"It’s the Empress!"

The Four Celestial Maidens also calmed their aura, respectfully looking toward the direction of the Holy Temple.

"Forbidden God King, you may enter!" the Four Celestial Maidens announced.

Ye Chenfeng suppressed his inner impulse, adopting a stern demeanor as he walked toward the Holy Temple.

The Holy Temple remained shrouded in darkness, only vague silhouettes barely visible.

Arriving at the empty temple, Ye Chenfeng was filled with complex emotions, words beyond description.

At the end of his line of sight stood a figure.

Even though it was just a back view, it felt immensely familiar to Ye Chenfeng.

Yet an invisible barrier of strangeness hung between them—unseen, untouchable.

At the sight of the back view, Ye Chenfeng’s legs felt as if they were weighed down by lead.

Nonetheless, he mechanically strode forward, step by step.

The closer he got to the Empress, the calmer Ye Chenfeng’s heart became, even he could not explain it.

Hearing the voice earlier made him breathless with excitement, but now, seeing her, he strangely calmed down.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

In the empty environs, Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps echoed more prominently.

"Bang!"

When the last note fell, Ye Chenfeng appeared behind the Empress.

At such close proximity, an inexplicably distant feeling arose.

Seemingly aware of Ye Chenfeng’s presence, the Empress slowly turned around.

Her every movement tugged at Ye Chenfeng’s heartstrings, stirring the deepest emotions within him.

"Ah?"

Seeing the soul-stirring familiar face, Ye Chenfeng’s calm interior finally shifted, his heartbeat quickening, almost leaping from his throat.

It was still the face he longed for day and night, albeit missing some of the previous ethereal nature and bearing a touch of aloofness.

Without any masks since Asura destroyed the Empress’ mask, she showed her true face to the world.

"Qing... Qingge..."

Gazing upon the Empress, Ye Chenfeng finally called out softly. Although he had many things to say, they condensed into a simple term of endearment.

Facing the one he dreamed of day and night, at this moment, words ached in his heart yet could not find a voice.

"You came!"

Recognizing the one constantly staring at her, the Empress responded coldly.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the Empress speak as if to an old acquaintance, Ye Chenfeng nearly fainted from excitement.

Ye Qingge was still alive!

This was the best news he could have ever heard!

Ye Chenfeng’s joy was evident, overwhelmed with excitement.

"Qingge, you truly are alive? This is wonderful!"

Ye Chenfeng cheered like a child.

The Empress regarded him with an unfamiliar gaze, unmoved.

"Come on, Qingge, let’s leave together!" Ye Chenfeng eagerly tried to lead the Empress away.

"No!"

But the Empress shook her head.