Chapter 885 True Strength

Inviting Ye Yuan to join forces was nothing unusual.

Given Ye Yuan's performance on the second level, he would surely be valued by the big shots on the third level.

What was surprising was Sun Qi's attitude.

Who was Sun Qi?

A powerhouse ranked fifty-eighth on the Earthly Fiend List, far stronger than Leng Qing.

Such a big shot actually treated Ye Yuan with such respect!

Even if he was sent by the Demon King, he shouldn't have acted like this.

When had the Killing Field become so polite?

"Who is the Demon King? I don't know him, and I'm not interested! I need to go back and cultivate in seclusion. Don't bother me!" Ye Yuan said impatiently.

He was just getting excited about cultivating the Killing Sword Art, and now some Demon King popped up. How could he be happy?

But to others, his words meant something entirely different!

Who was the Demon King? One of the kings of the third level, a top-five existence. And Ye Yuan dared to speak rudely of him!

If Sun Qi brought this back, wouldn't the Demon King explode?

The Demon King was called the Demon King precisely because he killed without blinking! Anyone who offended him was wiped out!

Perhaps the Demon King wasn't the strongest on the third level, but he was definitely the most ruthless!

Having said that, Ye Yuan swaggered off without even glancing at Sun Qi.

Sun Qi's face darkened. Who did he think he was? He, Sun Qi, had come to invite a brat from the second level, and the guy didn't even show respect.

But remembering the Demon King's orders, Sun Qi suppressed his displeasure and followed Ye Yuan, saying, "Lord Ye Yuan, since you've qualified for the third level, wouldn't it be the same to cultivate there? The Demon King has prepared a top-tier cultivation room for you on the third level."

Ye Yuan was slightly surprised by Sun Qi's attitude. He had expected Sun Qi to explode, but instead the guy was surprisingly good-tempered.

Since arriving at the Chaotic Demon Sea, Ye Yuan had rarely seen such a good-tempered person.

However, the top-tier cultivation room did tempt Ye Yuan.

After all, a top-tier cultivation room cost one kill point for just three days. Unless one was breaking through a bottleneck, few would rent it.

Ye Yuan paused and said, "Fine, for the sake of the top-tier cultivation room, I'll go with you! I have some things to take care of on the second level. Wait for me on the third level."

Actually, there was nothing to take care of. Ye Yuan just wanted to say goodbye to Tan Si.

Over the past days, Tan Si had been attentive, so Ye Yuan wasn't stingy. He gave him some pills and told him to cultivate well.

Now everyone on the second level knew Tan Si was his follower, so no one would be foolish enough to make things too hard for him.

Tan Si had potential and had improved noticeably. It wasn't impossible for him to reach the third level in the future.

After settling matters with Tan Si, Ye Yuan went straight to the third level.

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Sun Qi led Ye Yuan to an empty hall, said he would report in, and then disappeared.

The entire hall was left with only Ye Yuan, alone.

Confident in his skills, Ye Yuan didn't mind. He sat down calmly and began to drink tea.

After finishing a cup of tea, no one had come to greet him. The hall was silent, save for the faint sound of Ye Yuan drinking tea.

A murderous atmosphere gradually arose. This whole affair looked more and more like a trap.

"Come on out. Isn't it tiring to hold back for so long?" Ye Yuan set down his teacup lightly and said flatly.

As if in response, a black shadow suddenly shot out, and a palm strike like a mountain avalanche blasted toward Ye Yuan.

"Bang!"

The chair and tea table Ye Yuan had been sitting on were smashed to dust.

"Not bad strength! But since you invited me here, don't you dare show your true face?" Ye Yuan was completely at ease, showing no sign of having fallen into a trap.

The man before him was clad in black robes, with a black fanged mask that looked ferocious.

The masked man said nothing and raised his hand for another palm strike!

Ye Yuan threw a punch, directly annihilating the masked man's palm force.

"Great Heaven-Destroying Divine Palm!"

The masked man's low voice rang out as a terrifying palm force surged toward Ye Yuan.

The hall was filled with狂暴 killing intent. This palm was clearly driven by the Supreme True Intent of Slaughter.

In terms of the Supreme True Intent of Slaughter, it was clearly above Leng Qing's!

Ye Yuan estimated that the masked man's killing intent was close to seven stars, if not already there.

Although soul generals were divided into nine stars, the higher the star, the harder it was to condense.

From six stars to seven was a major hurdle. A warrior had to fight countless battles to accumulate enough killing intent.

The masked man before him should be the so-called Demon King.

Facing such a palm strike, Ye Yuan dared not be careless. He activated the Void Dragon Shadow Fist to its limit!

"Boom!"

The two immensely powerful attacks collided, and the massive energy fluctuation flipped the hall, collapsing the roof.

The entire hall instantly turned into rubble.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and stars dotted the sky.

A terrifying energy fluctuation instantly enveloped Ye Yuan!

Seeing this, Ye Yuan didn't look solemn but instead smiled.

He finally knew who the Demon King was!

"I didn't expect you to have come to the Chaotic Demon Sea! But your progress really surprises me! Since you want to test my depth, let me show you my true strength!"

Ye Yuan's smile gradually faded, and the Star Moon Sword quietly appeared in his hand.

Ye Yuan lightly raised the Star Moon Sword and casually slashed through the air. The sky was torn open with a huge gash!

Then, under that slash, all the stars were annihilated!

That powerful Starlight Radiance was effortlessly dispelled by him.

"Azure Firmament Falling Petals Sword Art... Intent Soaring to the Sky!" Ye Yuan softly uttered these words.

Beneath the black mask, the pupils contracted sharply, clearly shocked by what they saw.

When the sky cleared, the masked man snapped out of his shock and sighed, "I thought I had become strong enough, but the gap between us is only growing wider!"

The masked man slowly removed his fanged mask, revealing a delicate face. Who else could it be but Nalan Chu?

Back then, Nalan Chu had left the Chixia Holy Land to train outside. Ye Yuan never expected him to come to the Chaotic Demon Sea and enter the Killing Field.

In Ye Yuan's memory, Nalan Chu was a dashing and refined gentleman. But the Demon King before him overturned that impression.

It seemed he had changed a lot over these days.