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"The Sword Spirit Golem has finally escaped."

As he felt the Sword Spirit Puppet flee into the sea, the power to chase it gradually weakened, Ye Zichen let out a long sigh and revealed a faint smile.

Although he was in danger without the protection of the Sword Spirit Puppet, he felt that it was worth the risk after stealing the mysterious ancient egg.

The silver-haired old man opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellowing teeth as he spoke in a provocative manner.

"Challenge me?"

Hearing the silver-haired old man's words, Ye Zichen laughed.

The silver-haired old man was only at the peak of the sixth level of the Mysterious Beast Sect. Even if he managed to get his hands on a top-quality Heart Protecting Mirror, it would not be dangerous for Ye Zichen.

"Kid, what are you laughing about?"

The silver-haired old man's face sank when he saw Ye Zichen's sudden smile, and he asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, I accept your challenge." Ye Chenfeng smiled, then agreed without any hesitation, "Let's go, how about we go to the martial arts competition now?"

"Hmm …"

The silver-haired old man did not expect Ye Chenfeng to agree so readily. When he saw Ye Chen's relaxed appearance, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.

However, he tried to sense Ye Chenfeng's strength and confirmed that he was only at the fourth level of the Xuan Beast Sect. Feeling relieved, he said harshly, "Since you want to court death, I'll grant you that wish."

"How reckless."

Ye Zichen shook his head. He didn't want to waste his breath with the silver-haired old man, so he directly headed for the martial arena.

Due to the earlier dispute, the entrance to the arena was heavily damaged, but it did not affect the fighting. Ye Zichen leaped into the air and arrived at a deserted arena.

"Yes, the Icesnow King!"

Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Ye Zichen's eyes. He did not expect that his first target, the Icesnow King, did not pursue the Sword Spirit Puppet and instead appeared in the arena, preparing to fight with someone.

It was clear that after the auction ended, many people had the same thoughts as Ye Chenfeng, wanting to obtain the treasures they wanted through the martial arts competition.

"Brat, it's your honor to die by my hands. For the sake of that bottle of Heavenly Stones, I can give you a quick death."

The silver-haired old man had a savage smile on his face as he spoke savagely. He took out a ghost-headed greatsword and prepared to attack.

"Hold on..."

Ye Chenfeng suddenly spoke up.

"What is it? "I'm scared, but it's too late."

The silver-haired old man said with a sneer, thinking that Ye Chenfeng was afraid.

"Icefan King, I'll challenge you in a bit, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Ye Chenfeng ignored the silver-haired old man's mockery. He turned around and looked at the Icecap King, who was emitting a cold aura and was holding a folding fan of a hundred beasts, and challenged him in front of the crowd.

"What, he wants to challenge the Ice Fan King!"

The silver-haired old man's sinister smile instantly froze. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Zichen as if he was looking at a monster.

If there was something wrong with the fourth level mystical beast sect's challenge to a peerless king, then it must be that they had absolute confidence in their own strength.

"Could it be that this boy is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he has the strength to fight against a peerless king?"

A terrifying thought appeared in the silver-haired old man's mind. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he regretted his recklessness slightly.

"Challenge me?"

The Icesnow King, who was about to take action, was stunned. He revealed a disdainful smile, looked at Ye Zichen and said, "Let's talk after you defeat him. I have no interest in fighting the weak."

"If I defeat him, do you dare to accept my challenge?" The Blood Soul Grass was too important to Ye Chen, so he did not let it go.

"Alright, if you defeat him, I'll play with you." The Icesnow King revealed a proud smile and warned, "However, I will not show mercy to the weak. If you fight with me, you will definitely die."

"It's not certain who will die!" Ye Chenfeng sneered, then turned his gaze to the silver-haired old man, who had an unsightly expression and was feeling uneasy. He said coldly, "Alright, let's begin."

"Wait, I didn't have any malicious intent just now. Please show mercy."

Feeling the sudden sharp aura from Ye Chenfeng, the silver-haired old man grew more and more uneasy as he spoke timidly.

"I will not show mercy to the weak."

"Make your move."

Ye Chenfeng ignored the silver-haired old man's begging. He knew very well that if he did not have absolute power, the silver-haired old man would not forgive him.

"Alright, alright. You forced my hand."

Feeling Ye Zichen's fighting intent, the silver-haired old man knew that this battle was inevitable. Thus, he steeled his heart and put on the top-quality Earth Tool Heartguard Mirror that he obtained from the auction. Then, a multicolored poisonous spider appeared on his body.

The silver-haired old man shouted out and quickly fused with the poisonous spider, increasing his strength to the maximum. He then wielded the top-grade Earth artifact, Skeleton Blade, and attacked Ye Zichen.

"Silver Wind Blade Slash!"

A series of eerie white saber lights slashed out continuously, like a surging tide that swept towards Ye Zichen, causing him to be enveloped in an impenetrable saber shadow.

Although Ye Chenfeng's cultivation level was inferior to the silver-haired old man, his physical strength was more than a million catties, which was even more terrifying than a normal rank 4 Heavenly Beast.

After being attacked by the silver-haired old man's soul skill, Ye Zichen did not fuse with the two-headed Blood Dragon King. He merely circulated his six meridians' astral energy to the maximum extent of his physical strength.

"Cloud Breaking Palm!"

"Kill!" Ye Zichen shouted. Then, he exploded forth with his million jin strength, forming an unparalleled hand print as he attacked the Silver Wind Blade Slash that filled the sky.

Wherever the hand seals passed, the air exploded. Air currents surged, ripping apart the silver wind blade like they were made of dried weeds. The remaining power did not diminish as it struck towards the silver-haired old man whose face had changed greatly.

"What!"

The silver-haired old man did not think that his strongest slash would be easily defeated by Ye Zichen. His heart shuddered, and he quickly dodged.

The moment he dodged, a shadow flashed in front of his eyes at an extremely fast speed. Ye Chenfeng compressed his strength to the limit and threw a punch towards his chest.

"Boom!"

A huge vibration sounded out from the heartguard mirror. The million jin of power from Ye Zichen's fist forcefully broke through the protective heart mirror's defense, surged into his body, and sent him flying.

"Impossible, how can his physical strength be so terrifying?"

After personally experiencing the terrifying power of Ye Chen's attack, the silver-haired old man, who was spewing blood, was unable to resist the low rank Earth Grade Heart Protecting Mirror and was unable to withstand it.

Just as he opened his mouth to admit defeat, a sword light that was extremely fast and filled with Perfection Sword Force flashed before his eyes, slicing through his body's defense and piercing through his throat.

Immediately, large amounts of blood spurted out, dyeing his body red.

"Soul Devouring Spell, Devour!"

In the next moment, Ye Zichen's body flashed and appeared behind the silver-haired old man before he died. He activated the Soul Devouring Secret Art and devoured the old man's soul beast, then ended his life and took away his things.

At this moment, the Icesnow King aimed at his opponent and also killed him. He looked towards Ye Chenfeng, who was challenging him, and coincidentally met Ye Chenfeng's gaze, causing an invisible spark to appear.