Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 321: Chapter 293: Successful Core Formation

The valley fell deathly silent under the howling hurricane.

Everyone present stared blankly at the green-robed young man standing on the shattered arena, sword in hand, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Only Ye Gui’s eyes were filled with bitterness.

He was only three steps away from Ye Juming—practically within arm’s reach for a Cultivator. He had thought the elder would intervene to save him; he had even seen the man form a defensive Seal Technique. But tragically, Ye Juming had cast the seal to protect himself, not him.

Even worse, he had keenly noticed that when Ye Juming saw Chen Che’s strike wasn’t aimed at him, he had quietly let out a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t just Ye Juming. The other clan elders had also either formed Seal Techniques or summoned Defensive Magical Artifacts, but they all protected themselves. No one moved to block Chen Che’s attack for him.

With a bitter laugh, the hand Ye Gui had raised to beg for help finally slammed down in bitter resignation.

SMACK—

"The three of them together were too ferocious. I couldn’t pull back in time," Chen Che said calmly.

Seeing a junior clansman die at his feet, Ye Juming’s heart pounded like a drum, and he felt even more like he’d just escaped death himself. Hearing Chen Che’s words, he couldn’t help but erupt in fury:

"Couldn’t pull back? He was already off the arena...!"

"Swords have no eyes. Accidental deaths are normal. Besides, a warning was given beforehand."

Chen Yin seemed to be smoothing things over, but in reality, he was just fanning the flames:

"Valley Master Chen may be renowned, but he actually hasn’t been cultivating for very long."

"Fellow Daoist Ye, if you feel Valley Master Chen has done something wrong, you can also take the stage to offer some pointers. There’s no need to be angry. Fellow Daoist Xingwang, Fellow Daoist Wuchang, Fellow Daoist Xiuyu... the three of you are all veteran elders. I’m sure Valley Master Chen would be happy to receive guidance from the four of you."

"Indeed!"

Chen Che nodded. This suggestion was exactly what he was hoping for.

’Although the Ye Family has a profound foundation, it wasn’t easy to nurture several Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators. These four before me are all candidates for Core Formation in the Ye Race. Even people like Ye Gui and Ye Bodhi have to rank behind them.’

’Any one of them could become a Golden Core True Master overnight.’

’If I could take this opportunity to eliminate them...’

Slightly raising the tip of his sword, Chen Che spoke calmly:

"Please, enlighten me!"

The moment Ye Juming heard this, he knew Chen Che wanted to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

’It’s true that the four of us are elders,’ he thought.

’But as fellow Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators, compared to juniors like Ye Gui, we merely have a bit more experience in Magical Combat, better Magical Artifacts, or life-saving Cultivation Techniques. Yet earlier, Ye Gui’s group of three joined forces, and they weren’t just easily slain—they failed to even probe the depths of Chen Che’s true power.’

’If the four of us went all out, risking our lives, we might be able to kill Chen Che. But why should we let ourselves be manipulated by Jinyun Valley like this?’

A cold glint flashed in Ye Juming’s eyes, and his voice dropped ominously:

"Valley Master Chen, we came with good intentions to support Jinyun Valley’s tournament. But you harbor ill will, repeatedly luring my clansmen onto the arena to fight you. And now you even want to trick us. What are your true intentions? Can it be that you wish to go to war with my Ye Family?"

CRACK—

As he finished speaking, he slammed the tea bowl in his hand to the ground. Amidst the crisp shattering sound, the members of the Ye Race on the high platform all drew their weapons in unison.

Ye Xingwang took out a Sea Snail and blew on it lightly.

His True Essence carried the snail’s call, spreading out rapidly.

BOOM!

Amidst the roar of rolling thunder and the howling hurricane, a huge formation of several dozen Spiritual Boats broke through the clouds. The churning waves of clouds made the Spiritual Boats look like Flood Dragons emerging from the sea!

The massive sails snapped loudly in the raging gales with a series of loud THUMPS.

In just a few breaths’ time, they flew from the horizon to a position directly above Jinyun Valley. The massive, three-hundred-zhang Flying Boat that Chen Che had seen that day descended from the cloud tops, casting a colossal shadow over everyone in the valley.

Flashes of lightning that frequently lit up the clouds also allowed everyone to clearly see the fully-armed cultivators on the Spiritual Boats: they were clad in Heavy Armor, holding powerful Crossbows, and the ready-to-fire arrows were covered in flowing runes.

"My Ye Family came with sincerity and goodwill, but you should not have mistaken our goodwill for weakness."

Ye Juming twisted the thumb ring on his hand.

As light flashed, an Owl Snake—a creature with the head of a bird, the body of a snake, and massive wings—coiled around his body.

The sky grew even gloomier. With the appearance of the Spiritual Boats, it seemed to have plunged into a pitch-black night where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

Tiny raindrops began to fall, only to be immediately swept away by the fierce wind.

"What’s going on? So many Spiritual Boats?"

"What on earth is the Ye Family trying to do...?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Chen Che raised an eyebrow. ’As expected of a crafty old veteran, always seizing the moral high ground. And he’s quite skilled at pinning blame on others.’ It was clear they were done talking and had decided to flip the table and sling mud.

’At least thirty or so Flying Boats, hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators... this is clearly a long-premeditated plot by Ye Juming.’

’After all, the Ye Family couldn’t have gathered this many Foundation Establishment cultivators on their own. They must have had to draw them from vassal families. It seems they only feigned stopping, while continuing to make moves in the shadows.’

Catching a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Chen Yin’s Imaging Bead was still recording and let out a soft laugh:

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you were the one who said the Ye Family was practicing in isolation and wanted to compete with us on the arena. How is it that you’re now blaming me? Or are you just deliberately trying to stir up trouble? Jinyun Valley may have been established only recently, but that doesn’t mean we are weak and can be bullied."

"So what if we are bullying you?"

With his true intentions revealed, Ye Juming no longer planned to hide them.

’For him, the destruction of Jinyun Valley is a must. If Thousand Eyes investigates later, our own Golden Core masters will handle it.’

"Bullying me won’t be that easy!"

Chen Che’s eyes narrowed.

As his voice fell, Meng Qingxuan, Hu Yao, Rong Zhongxuan, Rong Shisan, Liang Yuan, Lu Qinglian, and the others all rose to their feet. The disciples in the valley also knew a great enemy was upon them. Though they had never faced such a situation and felt fear in their hearts, they too drew their weapons in unison.

"Looks like after today, Jinyun Valley will be no more..."

A strange smile appeared on Bian Jian’s face.

SMACK!

The next moment, he was slapped across the face by Bian Yunfei. Before he could even react, he saw his father had already risen to his feet with his sword raised.

When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain unbroken?

Seeing this, many of the vassal families, and even the Loose Cultivators from the market, knew that there was no avoiding this. They all rose to their feet as one.

Meng Changyuan also rose, and behind him, more than ten Major Cultivators from the Meng Family stood up as well.

Chen Yin and Chen Xi also shot to their feet.

In an instant, the disciples, vassal families, and Loose Cultivators—nearly ten thousand people in total—surrounded Ye Juming and his contingent.

At the same time, the cry of an eagle echoed from the Locust Tree Forest.

As the Little Chick beat its giant wings and took to the air, hundreds of Flying Bird Great Demons also roared out. The surging Demon Qi practically took over half of Jinyun Valley’s sky.

CLANG!

The ringing of swords even echoed from all around Jinyun Valley.

Thirty-six pillars of light rose from within the valley, transforming into thirty-six massive light sabers that hovered in mid-air. With but a thought, they would rapidly merge into one. Even the tens of thousands of Spirit Swords within the Forging Hall responded in unison at the same time.

At this moment, even the wind stopped.

However, the smile on Ye Juming’s face froze. He had thought that by bringing his clan’s full force, he could easily suppress Jinyun Valley’s momentum. But he had never expected that the Meng Family and the Great Chen Royal Family would both so clearly stand on Chen Che’s side...

The arrow was already on the bowstring; it had to be fired.

How could he back down so easily? With a wave of his hand, the Owl Snake opened its mouth and spat out a bolt of Sword Aura that resembled a bolt of white silk. But this Sword Aura was aimed at the Impression Bead in Chen Yin’s hand. With a CRACK, the Impression Bead shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Clearly, he did this to avoid being held accountable by the Primordial Sect in the future.

But this action had become the signal for both sides to attack.

"Why did a perfectly good tournament have to turn into this?"

But just then, a gentle, melodious sigh echoed from the sky above Jinyun Valley. At the same time, a powerful and terrifying aura descended from mid-air. The presence of a Golden Core Powerhouse made the hearts of the many cultivators present shudder.

It even caused many Qi Refining Realm cultivators to lose their grip on their weapons. With a series of clatters and clangs, weapons and Magical Artifacts fell to the ground.

Worthy of a Golden Core True Master.

The moment his presence was revealed, the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere instantly eased. Both sides stopped in their tracks and looked up at the sky.

"Senior, this is a private matter between my Ye Race and Jinyun Valley. Please do not interfere."

Ye Juming cupped his hands toward the sky, attempting to use his status as a member of a Golden Core Race to pressure the newcomer. "In the future, my clan’s ancestor will surely visit you personally to express our gratitude."

"You want to attack my grandson-in-law, yet you tell me not to interfere? Is there such logic in this world?"

As the voice from the heavens fell, a massive figure seemed to take a single step out from between the roiling black clouds and come to a stop, hovering silently in mid-air. Hearing this voice, the color drained from Ye Juming’s face. Chen Che, however, raised an eyebrow.

’Meng Qianxun has successfully achieved Core Formation!’

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!