Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 506 - 509: Attacks One After Another

"How is this possible!"

At this moment.

Countless people cried out in shock, eyes wide open, seemingly unwilling to believe.

Yang Xuan Gan was actually punched out.

Moreover.

The one who struck was just a kid at the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer? And why does he have such an overwhelming presence? Even stronger, not weaker than a Celestial Venerable? Even among the Celestial Venerables present, those who were thrown out could not help but wear expressions of disbelief.

Only Lin Jiuyuan let out a long sigh:

"Yang Xuan Gan, did you really think I was begging you? If you retreat obediently, you might still find a way to survive. But alas, now this last chance for survival has been buried by you yourselves!"

It must be noted.

Initially, Ye Qingchen never intended to negotiate with these people, planning to gather them together and give them only two options.

Either die, or get lost!

It was him, begging earnestly. After all, these people were once his subordinates or had received his favors, so Ye Qingchen reluctantly agreed to come forward.

But evidently.

These people did not cherish this chance for survival!

"Roar!"

Words fell.

A sudden roar spread crazily.

Amidst the dust, Yang Xuan Gan’s figure emerged. His face distorted to the extreme, eyes ablaze with furious flames almost becoming real:

"Buried chance of survival?"

"I swear, after I annihilate this brat, not only will I scatter your Yin Spirit Body to the winds, but I will completely raze your Taotian Palace, leaving neither bird nor beast alive, blood flowing in rivers!"

He finished speaking and took a step forward, suddenly his golden robe surged up, his golden hair standing on end, muscles bulging enormously, almost bursting his robe, the whole person resembling an enraged wild lion.

As the words end.

Yang Xuan Gan already waved both hands, bringing forth a vast stream of True Qi, as his hands joined and grasped, this powerful Spiritual Qi rapidly transformed into a golden spear!

"Boom!"

He then clenched his fingers, momentum suddenly rising again, as though the ancient god of shooting down the sun. His bent form was the taut Hou Yi’s Bow, while the spear in hand was the Hou Yi’s Arrow!

"Screech!"

As he threw fiercely, the golden spear swiftly tore the air, carrying with it a piercing shriek. The sharp spear tip further propped up a gigantic arc of flame over a hundred zhang wide, with Ye Qingchen at its center.

"You still won’t yield, huh!"

Ye Qingchen smiled coldly, gently grasping with his right hand, a Three-foot Cyan Wind Flying Sword formed before him, and with a wave of his hand, flew out immediately.

This sword appeared utterly ordinary, as though even a cultivator of the Spiritual Sea Realm could easily condense it, seemingly fragile.

Yet only a ’crack’ was heard, as the seemingly unstoppable golden spear was effortlessly pierced by this flying sword, facing absolutely no hindrance.

"Slash!"

At the same time, Ye Qingchen gently raised his right hand.

"Danger!"

Yang Xuan Gan’s expression changed, his heart alarmed to the extreme.

With almost no hesitation, he exploded with his entire aura, twisting his body sharply, rapidly dodging to the side.

The crowd was shocked as to why Yang Xuan Gan dodged without fighting, only to see that Three-foot Cyan Wind Flying Sword gently strike the ground.

"Screech!"

A terrifying tearing sound echoed.

A sword light erupted from the flying sword, cutting a sword mark thousands of zhang deep into the ground. This sword mark was bottomless, stretching from beneath Ye Qingchen’s feet to the horizon of their perspective, dividing everything in its path—flowers, trees, rocks, even mountains—into halves!

"Is this real?"

The crowd nearly popped their eyes out.

What kind of power is this?

He just lightly slashed and nearly cut this vast land into halves over several dozen miles—such strength, you say he’s only at Celestial Saint Ninth Layer, how is this possible?

Yang Xuan Gan’s heart was further screaming madly.

If not for his timely reaction, he would have been cleaved in two.

"You actually dodged?" Ye Qingchen raised a brow, "Indeed, you are worthy of years spent cultivating as a Celestial Venerable, unlike those like Yu Zhen Tian who have just broken through to Celestial Venerable."

"Let me see how you dodge now?"

Yang Xuan Gan was struck by shock when suddenly he heard a voice from ahead, and he quickly raised his head to see Ye Qingchen already lifting his hand once more, revealing three thousand six hundred flying swords quietly appearing in the void.

Each sword was manifested from Cyan Wind, yet they gleamed like purest jade, each chillingly sharp, brimming with Sword Qi.

"Go!"

Ye Qingchen waved his hand.

The void burst open, and three thousand six hundred flying swords transformed into a cyan waterfall, swiftly cutting through space, charging towards Yang Xuan Gan!

"This..."

Upon witnessing this scene, Yang Xuan Gan felt his hair stand on end.

An overwhelming fear swept him entirely.

"Rise for me!"

With no hesitation, he flipped both hands, unleashing all his power. A golden circular shield formed from True Qi rapidly enveloped him!

In this moment, Yang Xuan Gan had clearly pushed his Celestial Venerable cultivation to its peak.

"Tink tink clank clank!"

The three thousand six hundred flying swords, seeming unstoppable, in the stunned gaze of countless, fiercely breached the shield Yang Xuan Gan created with his life’s strength.

However, after shattering the shield, only one thousand seven hundred swords remained.

"How is this possible?"

Yet before Yang Xuan Gan could react, the remaining swords struck him heavily.

However.

It wasn’t as the crowd imagined, where Yang Xuan Gan would be shredded on impact; when struck, a hazy flame unexpectedly lit from him, blocking the remaining flying swords!

"Tink tink clank clank!"

The thin layer of flame, despite the relentless sword strikes, shook intensely but did not shatter, enduring the fierce assault.

Evidently.

Yang Xuan Gan activated a Protective Magical Treasure at the crucial moment.

Yet Ye Qingchen paid no heed, the flying swords unceasingly striking. Sword after sword battered the shield, sparking heaven-shocking flames.

"How is this brat so terrifying!"

But unknown to him, Yang Xuan Gan was almost spitting blood from exhaustion. Though he relied on the treasure to fend off Ye Qingchen’s attack, the sword’s force penetrated the barrier and struck his body.

Each flying sword felt like a ten-thousand-pound hammer, pounding his body, seeming to shake his bones apart.

"How is this possible?"

Surrounding Celestial Venerables were agape in disbelief.

The dignified Yang Xuan Gan, strongest Celestial Venerable in the Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm, was rendered powerless before Ye Qingchen—if they hadn’t seen it firsthand, they wouldn’t believe it!

Celestial Universe Sect’s Celestial Venerables’ expressions were somber witnessing this.

"Make a move!"

Six exchanged glances and joined the battle!