I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

As Ye Chen's shadow's voice fell, the clouds in the sky moved, and the sky seemed to be really angry. The terrible power of heavenly punishment directly transformed into a long sword of thunder, which came down with the power to destroy the world.

Even with just one glance, everyone present at this moment felt their hearts tremble wildly, as if the sword of heavenly punishment could annihilate the souls of the cultivators.

Some weak people, just by taking a look at this moment, began to bleed from all seven orifices, with turmoil in their hearts. They hurriedly closed their eyes, breathing heavily and rapidly, and their faces were pale and bloodless.

"Ok?"

"Is the power of heaven's punishment so terrifying?"

At this moment, Qingyangzi, who was holding a talisman to record this scene, couldn't help but tremble in his mind. He hurriedly activated the acquired spiritual treasure in his body, and only then did he calm down.

After barely calming himself down, a hint of excitement instantly appeared in Qing Yangzi's eyes.

This was the first time Qing Yangzi saw Ye Chen take action in the true sense. Ye Chen had remained motionless all along.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, as the target of heavenly punishment, the Seven Confucian Ancestors, who were extremely powerful and thought they could defeat everything, were locked by the extremely terrifying power. The sword of heavenly punishment had not arrived yet, but the extremely terrifying soul attack had already arrived. Even though the shadow of the Confucian Sage had merged with the will of the Confucian Sage's fragments, it could only resist most of the power at this moment, but could not resist all the power of heavenly punishment.

"Damn, how could this happen?"

The Seven Confucian Ancestors who had been so arrogant before were now as terrified as a lost dog. Their eyes were filled with despair, because they found that the will of the Confucian Sage floating above their heads was trembling violently, as if it could not withstand the extremely terrifying power.

In the eyes of the founder of Confucianism, the Confucian sage is an extremely powerful being, almost standing at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation.

Even if it is just a fusion of a will and the shadow of a Confucian sage, it shouldn't be so weak.

In the eyes of the Seven Confucian Ancestors, the existence that appeared was also a wisp of will. The Seven Confucian Ancestors even discovered that Ye Chen's will was even weaker. However, it was so weak that even the Seven Confucian Ancestors did not care about it before, but at this moment it burst out with an inviolable divine power, and a single word brought down the wrath of heaven.

It seems that Ye Chen is the sky, the master, and even the sky is angry with the Ye Chen clan.

At this moment, feeling the power contained in the sword of heavenly punishment that could destroy the world, the shadow of the Confucian saint became more and more solid. Feeling the danger of being wiped out, it kept waking up. At this moment, the shadow of the Confucian saint seemed to feel death, and the fragments of the Confucian saint directly burned, and all his wills were integrated.

"Who are you? Do you want to fight to the death with me, Haoran?"

At this moment, the Confucian sage was extremely angry.

However, after the voice fell, the shadow of Ye Chen did not move at all. Only the voice sounded again in the void, "I will not fight with the world. From now on, this world will become a restricted area. I will stand outside the world of mortals. Don't bother with me!"

The voice fell, and there was no other information. Even the shadow at this moment slowly dissipated.

"Damn it!"

"Are you actually ignoring me, Haoran?"

The Confucian sage's will was filled with anger to the extreme. His eyes turned into broken gold. The Confucian sage's shadow seemed to have transformed into an almighty god, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out.

The Seven Confucian Ancestors, who were bleeding from all seven orifices, felt better after the outbreak of the Confucian Sage's phantom. Their inner worries also dissipated a lot. They felt that they had done the right thing. If they had not activated the Confucian Sage's fragments and stimulated the Confucian Sage's seal to save their lives, they would have died today. Seeing the Confucian Sage's will erupt, the Seven Confucian Ancestors felt that they had saved their lives.

However, just when the seven Confucian ancestors' hearts had just fallen, the Sword of Heavenly Punishment in the void suddenly became stronger, and an extremely powerful aura burst out. The Sword of Heavenly Punishment collided with the magical powers of the Confucian sage. The Confucian sage was reading the saints' articles, and the divine culture in the sky was forming a golden aura shield, intending to resist the Sword of Heavenly Punishment, but the offensive power contained in the Sword of Heavenly Punishment was too terrifying, and it exploded in an instant.

"Ok?"

"How can this be?"

"You can actually break the defense of my holy scroll?" The Confucian Sage, who originally had an angry look on his face, showed a look of disbelief in his eyes.

The shadow of the Confucian sage uttered an unbelievable sound at this moment. At the same time, the Confucian sage's will at this moment had no power to resist. The body of will and the mark of the Confucian sage continued to turn into nothingness under the sword of heavenly punishment. It was simply unable to resist the sword of heavenly punishment for a moment.

"Has the will of the Confucian sage been destroyed?"

The seven Confucian masters, who had just sighed that they had survived the disaster, now had a look of fear in their eyes.

Having lost the protection of the Confucian sage's will and been locked by the sword of heavenly punishment, the seven Confucian ancestors now felt like ants facing the attack of a god, their bodies and souls unable to move at all, let alone resist.

In the pupils of the Seven Confucian Ancestors, the sword of heavenly punishment continued to grow larger, and the next moment the sky and the earth lost their color.

The terrifying divine power wreaked havoc, and the seven Confucian ancestors who had been so arrogant and domineering were reduced to nothing.

"died!"

The attack collapsed and the sky returned to normal. Qing Yangzi was trembling with fear at this moment. He held the recording talisman in his hand with a look of fear on his face.

Everything seemed like a dream, so scary.

Gulu!

At this moment, Qingyangzi's throat moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva to calm himself down.

I feel a dry mouth.

This scene mercilessly impacted the mind.

"died!"

At this moment, the Taoist priest, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, finally calmed down and looked at everything in front of him with wide eyes. He knew that the Seventh Confucian Ancestor was really dead.

Seeing the Taoist priest who was even more deplorable than himself, Qing Yangzi felt that he was not that deplorable after all. He laughed and said, "Nonsense! Even the Confucian Sage's true body wouldn't be enough in front of such a being, let alone a mere fragment of his will."

"Young Master, you are invincible!"

After pondering for a moment, Qing Yangzi uttered another six words. Thinking of the scenes that happened during this period, Qing Yangzi felt that Ye Chen was too terrifying. For example, the innate spiritual treasure that was extremely precious in the eyes of the ancestor god, Ye Chen was able to cultivate it directly with the divine liquid. Is this something a human can do?

"What should we do? The Second Heaven seems to have lost contact and we can't monitor it!" The Taoist looked at Qing Yangzi with a dry mouth, feeling that he had failed in his duty.

"Then go and break this terrifying will at this moment!"

Qing Yangzi thought the Taoist was crazy, cursed him, and turned away.

At this moment, Qing Yangzi felt that if Ye Chen was unwilling, he would not be able to enter, so he went to deal with other things first.

At this moment, after those powerful beings calmed their minds, they looked at the seven Confucian ancestors who had disappeared without a trace, their hearts pounding, and without any hesitation, they turned around and left. How could they force their way into a place where even the will of the Confucian saints could be wiped out?