Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Ye Chen slowly raised his hand and waved it in the wind. Everyone felt the wind around them go against the current, as if something invisible was being held in his hand.    

    

After that, the wind started blowing. Ye Chen's palm was like a whirlpool of wind, sucking all the True Essence and Spiritual Qi in all directions.    

    

Gradually, a faint white figure appeared in his hand. Although it looked very blurry, everyone could still recognize that it was Xiao Yijue's appearance.    

    

Joyce's expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "Could it be that Ye Chen isn't satisfied with killing Desolate Martial God, and is preparing to imprison his soul and torture him for the rest of his life?"    

    

When everyone heard this, they shivered. In their hearts, however, this was also Ye Chen. He was actually able to use soul torture after a person died. Didn't that mean that death was only the beginning?    

    

At this moment, everyone who had offended Ye Chen couldn't help but shiver. Many of the disciples of the Yanjing even had a fragile heart. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Chen. They were in awe of him, as if he was a god. As for Xu Duo, he was so scared that he was holding his head in a corner and shivering.    

    

However, there were also Fighters who did not fear power. They stepped forward and scolded him loudly.    

    

"Ye Chen, you won, why are you torturing old mister Xiao's soul!"    

    

"That's right, that's right! Quickly let go of old mister Xiao Martial God's soul!"    

    

"We will fight you to the death!"    

    

... ""    

    

However, as Immortal Emperor, Ye Chen would not care about what he was thinking and what he was doing. He continued to absorb the Spiritual Qi and slowly turned his palm. The white light in his palm became clearer and clearer.    

    

The impatient Fighter was about to attack, but Xiao Yao waved his hand and told them not to act rashly. Although his eyes were filled with tears, he said calmly, "Ye Chen, he... He is not that kind of person."    

    

Battle Wolf King, who was standing by the side, also nodded and said, "A person who is praised by Sword God and regarded as his arch-enemy and even replied to 'Tian Wen' must have a big heart and a big spirit. He is definitely not that kind of narrow-minded person."    

    

With this veteran Deity Stage Expert's assurance, everyone gradually calmed down. They stared at Ye Chen without blinking, ready to see what other actions he would make.    

    

Ye Chen's right hand protected the white light that was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. He waved his left hand in the air and the Canglan River in the distance immediately boiled again. He extracted a pure Water Spiritual Qi and stopped in front of him.    

    

His left hand hooked again and again. Under everyone's shocked eyes, a tiny tree grew out of nowhere on his index finger.    

    

The Water Spiritual Qi floated to the side of the cultivation tree and slowly nourished it. After the Water Spiritual Qi was poured into it, the Spirit Wood began to grow and take human form. Not long after that, it took human form.    

    

Only now did Ye Chen loosen his right hand, and poured the white light into the wood.    

    

Seeing this scene, Living-Buddha Langri sucked in a breath of cold air and said in shock, "This is... reconstructing the body?"    

    

Everyone was confused. Living-Buddha Langri frowned and said in a deep voice, "In the ancient mythological stories, Third Prince Nezha cut off his flesh and returned it to his mother. He deboned and returned it to his father, but later on, it was his master, Spiritual Master Tai Yi. With the lotus as the catalyst, he reconstructed his physical body, and not only did he return to the world, but he also became a human. His strength increased greatly, and he even gained a magical clone with three heads and six arms. "    

    

"Today, I'm afraid that Ye Chen is going to use the Spirit Wood to reconstruct Old Mister Xiao's body!"    

    

Everyone swallowed their saliva when they heard this. Wasn't this the legendary divine ability of Immortals? Why could Ye Chen, a young man in his twenties, use it?    

    

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Ye Chen injected all of the white light into the Spirit Wood. With both of his hands clasped together, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a trace of Glazed Body of the Sea King's blood essence onto the Spirit Wood.    

    

In an instant, the wind and clouds were stirred, and the weather changed!    

    

He saw numerous jet black and thick strands of hair on top of the wooden puppet's head. The hair grew rapidly. As he breathed, the surging Elemental Qi of Heaven and Earth was like a swallow throwing itself into his arms. It surged into his body. In the end, it even formed a vast cloud storm. Like a long dragon, it shot into the nine heavens.    

    

The clouds in the sky and earth moved within a radius of ten miles.    

    

A terrifying storm was brewing within Mount Hua. The people watching the battle were blown away by the storm, and they were unable to stand up. They were shocked, and the center of the storm was the wooden puppet.    

    

No, it was no longer a wooden puppet. Its body, which was originally covered in clear patterns, was gradually turning into limbs and torso. Xiao Yijue's face slowly appeared on its face.    

    

He held his hands behind his back and rose from the ground.    

    

His arms, arms, thighs, chest... Every part of his body, which was still made of wood, was quickly filled with new flesh and blood. In the end, they were as smooth as the heart, and they were as smooth as jade. The Elemental Qi of Heaven and Earth even condensed into a long white robe, and covered Xiao Yijue within it.    

    

At this moment, Xiao Yijue was wearing black clothes and black hair. His entire body was covered in a scarlet glow. He was incomparably young, like a twenty year old youth. He was even younger than Xiao Yao. His eyebrows were like sharp swords and his eyes were like stars. His aura was faintly discernible.    

    

He stood in the void and didn't use any divine abilities or magic. He stood in the void, as if the heaven and earth were supporting him. As he expanded and relaxed, he seemed to be in sync with the Heavens and Earth. He was indistinguishable from the Heavens and Earth, and was filled with an unparalleled aura of the Dao. Every movement he made seemed to be able to bring forth boundless power.    

    

Joyce said with great difficulty, "Profound Immortal..."    

    

If it was said that when he looked at Xiao Yijue previously, he was only unable to see through his opponent's cultivation base, but now, when he looked at him again, it was as if he was facing Lord Blood Demon. An impulse to kneel down in front of him emerged in his heart.    

    

One day, one could travel thousands of miles, one could live for thousands of years, one could never grow old, and one's face would never grow old. With just a wave of his hand, the color of the sky and earth would change. He was a Profound Immortal!    

    

In the east, he was called a Profound Immortal. In the west, he was a god. In Egypt, South America, and other places, he was also called a Profound Immortal. Furthermore, they were all the most respected titles and identities.    

    

It had been a thousand years since the last Profound Immortal appeared on Earth, whether it was the two Deity Realm Sword Masters who fought at the summit of the Forbidden City six hundred years ago. There were also the Demon Slayer Heaven Master, Lin Ying, and the Western Archbishop Francis. The owner of the Great God Palace of Yi Qian in R Country. They were only half a step away from the Profound Immortal.    

    

But this half a step was a natural chasm! For thousands of years, no one had been able to take this step.    

    

People thought that there would be no Profound Immortal on Earth, but no one had expected it. Today, they actually witnessed the birth of a Profound Immortal!    

    

And this Profound Immortal seemed to be another person... created with one hand!    

    

The entire scene was dead silent, and no one dared to make a sound. The group of indignant Fighters had their mouths wide open, as if they could stuff an apple into their mouths.    

    

Regardless of whether it was the Deity Realm, the Martial Arts Masters, or the people of the Yanjing, their eyes were wide open as they stared at the young man with white clothes and black hair standing in the center of the storm. He stood there like the center of the entire world.    

    

Soon, a news report was sent to the ears of every superior person in the world...    

    

Xiao Yijue had broken through to the Profound Immortal in Peak of Mount Hua!