A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

"No wonder this kid has been able to stay calm all this time; he was confident he could break through my attack."

"But how did he do it? This is not a power that a doll could possess."

"Or perhaps, he isn't Chen Yue..."

Old Weng's gaze remained fixed on Chen Yue, never looking away.

Apart from slight changes in his eyes and brow, Chen Yue's appearance remained unchanged.

Old Weng's mind was in unprecedented turmoil; he couldn't believe that a frail child could bring him such a shock.

A moment later, everyone present suddenly discovered something extremely unbelievable.

Where did the giant golden hand that was about to fall from the sky go?

"What a show I missed! Where's the big slap?!"

"I don't know, and I didn't dare to look."

"Were they repelled by our source energy barrier?"

"Impossible, impossible, I saw the barrier break with my own eyes."

"I saw it! I saw it! It was a giant hammer glowing red, it slapped a big hand, and then it disappeared."

The voice that was being spoken was that of a child. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Chen Yu, the champion of the junior group of the Chen family competition.

These words planted a seed of doubt in people's hearts.

Could a giant hammer shatter that golden palm?

Just how big of a hammer would it take to achieve this?

Gu Jun felt a little embarrassed, as he hadn't seen what had just happened.

The moment the source energy barrier shattered, he instinctively closed his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the golden hand that instilled despair vanished.

Looking around, Gu Jun didn't see any big hammer at all.

Curious, he asked Chen Yu, "Xiao Yu, did you see clearly who was holding the big hammer?"

Chen Yu gradually shifted his gaze to Chen Yue.

Pointing to the Heavenly Meteor Blazing Hammer mark between his eyebrows, she said, "Brother Jun, that's the hammer."

Following the direction Chen Yu was pointing, Gu Jun suddenly realized that it was Chen Yue's figure.

The Chen Yue at this time was significantly different from his memory, except for the hammer mark between his eyebrows.

Although his appearance and figure remained unchanged.

But at this moment, Chen Yue gave him a sense of aloofness that kept strangers at bay.

Gu Jun quickly walked behind Chen Yue and slapped him on the back with a loud thud.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, you nearly scared this Holy Son to death! You really did have a trump card!"

Qingxuan slowly turned his head, his dark blue eyes meeting Gu Jun's gaze; his eyes seemed capable of captivating the soul.

With a thud, Gu Jun knelt down on the ground.

He then began to wonder why he had reacted this way.

The moment she met Chen Yue's gaze, she couldn't control her body at all, and her mind went blank for a brief period.

He felt an endless sense of majesty rushing into his mind, making him want to kneel down in worship.

Qingxuan said softly, "Rise."

A gentle surge of energy lifted Gu Jun's body up.

After standing up straight, Gu Jun's first reaction was that it was unreal.

Looking Chen Yue up and down, she couldn't understand why his temperament had changed so drastically in such a short time, as if he were a completely different person.

Chen Yue's aura was not only unfamiliar to Gu Jun.

Old Sun and Old Wu sensed an extremely strong sense of oppression and dared not go forward to speak.

Even Luan Xinying, who was usually closest to her, began to have some doubts about her son, with whom she spent every day.

"Chen Yue, what tricks are you playing?"

Old Weng's voice trembled, showing his wariness of Chen Yue.

From the very beginning, Chen Yue had no intention of dying. He was confident enough to break through Elder Weng's attack, which is why he kept provoking him.

Upon hearing this question, Qingxuan did not answer, but instead gazed at the old man in the distance with his cold eyes.

A wisp of source energy surged out and instantly entered Elder Weng's mind.

In an instant, the scene before Old Man Weng's eyes rapidly changed until it stopped at an ancient battlefield.

Ten thousand years ago, alien races invaded Tianyuan, and countless human warriors fought bravely, one after another, until their last breath.

Engaging in an endless war with alien races, countless Saint Realm experts perished in this era, and Tianyuan faced an unprecedented crisis.

Scenes of tragedy flashed before Old Man Weng's eyes, the scenes so real it felt like he was right there.

The seventh level of the Sun Wheel Realm, which Elder Weng was so proud of, was no different from livestock to be slaughtered at will in front of the alien race.

The extreme sense of disparity caused him to feel a sense of collapse.

Just then, a man dressed in a long blue robe appeared, wielding a massive hammer engulfed in flames.

He single-handedly fought against three alien emperors, and the battle was so fierce that the heavens and earth darkened and the mountains and rivers shattered.

Fighting to the death against the alien race, the giant hammer shattered into eight pieces scattered across the continent, and the three alien emperors were all killed.

"This figure is...it is...it is the Qingxuan Emperor from ten thousand years ago!"

The scene before Old Man Weng changed again. The ancient battlefield was no longer there; what appeared before him was the Chen Family Martial Arts Arena.

Ahead, there stood Chen Yue.

But why is it that Chen Yue's figure is somewhat similar to that of the Qingxuan Emperor from ten thousand years ago?

Especially the reddish-black hammer-shaped mark between the eyebrows, which is exactly the same.

"Why don't you get out of here?"

Qingxuan's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to reach Old Man Weng's ears.

This resounding voice was exactly the same as the voice of Emperor Qingxuan that he had heard in the mysterious illusion just now.

After that one move, the old man was so intimidated that he dared not make any further moves.

As the source energy was withdrawn, the seven sun wheels dissipated, and there was no longer a source energy wall that could trap everyone.

"My disciple, I entrust my body to you."

After Qingxuan finished speaking, he floated out from Chen Yue's body.

"Yes, Master Qingxuan!"

When Chen Yue opened his eyes again, control of his body returned to him.

The dramatic changes that occurred in his body disappeared rapidly after Qingxuan left.

The immense primal force dissipated into the world.

His cultivation level plummeted, finally stopping when he reached the fifth level of the Condensation Realm.

A faint flame ignited in the center of the crimson hammer-shaped mark between the eyebrows, then disappeared.

Chen Yue tried to retain that powerful force, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

Only the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm is something that truly belongs to Chen Yue.

Chen Yue gestured for him to leave, saying, "Senior Weng, please take care."

The voice reached Old Man Weng's ears and immediately felt familiar.

Looking at Chen Yue again, she was surprised to find that the invisible sense of oppression had vanished without a trace.

He wasn't sure if it was Chen Yue just now.

But what appears before you now must be Chen Yue.

"This kid is really too strange, what just happened..."

Old Weng shook his head, unable to figure it out no matter how hard he tried, so he simply stopped worrying about it.

After what just happened, Old Man Weng no longer wanted to stay in Jiangcheng.

He risked his life to prove something.

If they continue to attack, they may perish here.

"Lingxi, let's go." Old Man Weng's words were urgent, yet filled with helplessness.

Hearing this, Feng Lingxi looked at her master in disbelief.

This was completely different from what she had imagined.

She had imagined her master would massacre everyone on the spot, turning Jiangcheng into a living hell.

But now, Chen Yue can make his master change his mind and leave Jiangcheng with just one sentence?