Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 392: Chapter 363: Ancient Eight Gates Array, Surround and Kill

WHOOSH—

A fierce wind danced wildly, but a dead silence fell over Wangxian Ridge as a Golden Core figure slowly floated into the air.

Atop the Seven-Angled Jade Pavilion, Ye Yuanji stared at the figure rising into the air. He was stunned for a moment, but his shock quickly turned into irrepressible delight.

"Haha, Chen Che! I never thought you’d actually be here! Valley Master Chen, if you wanted to visit my Wangxian Ridge, you could have come openly. Why sneak around like this? You might cause my Ye Clan to forget its manners."

"Chen Che?"

Hearing the laughter, everyone on the scene was stunned. They never imagined the one who had infiltrated the Ye Clan was the very target of their mission.

"Huh!?"

"The Meng Clan, the Chen Clan, and people from Jinyun Valley... They snuck right into our clan grounds. What are they trying to do?"

The lower-ranking members were naturally unaware of the dirty dealings of the higher-ups.

Ye Yuanji certainly hadn’t revealed his plans against Jinyun Valley to his subordinates, so most of the clan members were in the dark. Their confusion was normal. Amid the clamor, some clansmen also noticed that True Master Huode was missing.

Before they could even reach the mountaintop, they were blocked by an Array. Several Major Cultivators worked together to shatter the Array Disc, only to find a ravaged summit and ruins, but no sign of True Master Huode’s body.

Immediately, a series of gasps rang out.

"Interesting."

Glancing at the summit, Ye Yuanji’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"You entered Wangxian Ridge and killed True Master Huode. You’re planning to make a move on me, aren’t you... Valley Master Chen? I originally thought you were as timid as a mouse, hiding in Jinyun Valley all day. I never expected you to be so audacious."

"Besides the three of you, is there anyone else? Where are Meng Qianxun’s people?"

Ye Yuanji stood with his hands behind his back, scanning his surroundings.

He refused to believe that only these three had come.

As Ye Yuanji spoke, True Master Fenghu, True Master Xuanmiao, and others all rose into the air. The aura of each one was as vast as an ocean, in no way inferior to True Master Huode’s.

They were mercenaries, paid to do a job. With Chen Che right here before them, it was far easier than dealing with him hiding in Jinyun Valley.

Chen Che saw that Xiao Chan and Meng Qianxun hadn’t appeared yet. He knew they were still following the plan, so he decided to stall for time.

"I really am no match for you all!"

He smiled faintly, completely unafraid.

"Back in Jinyun Valley, I, the Valley Master, sent out a single wisp of Divine Sense and scared you all witless. It’s kept you hiding here in Wangxian Ridge, too afraid to take a single step outside. So, I had no choice but to come to you personally."

True Master Fenghu had always had an explosive temper.

Back outside Jinyun Valley, he had been the one arguing to charge straight in. When Ye Yuanji insisted on leaving, he had grumbled about it for a long time. Now, Chen Che’s outrageous arrogance made him laugh in fury.

"Good! I’ve long heard of the great name of Jinyun Valley’s Valley Master Chen. Today, I’ll see for myself what gives you the nerve to speak to me like this."

Clouds follow the dragon; wind follows the tiger.

Before his words faded, the Cyan Tiger beneath him arrived, cloaked in a hurricane. Instead of pouncing on Chen Che, the Cyan Tiger landed forcefully on the ground.

Its massive body made the mountaintop shudder violently. With a deafening BOOM, four deep craters appeared in the ground. As countless rocks and boulders were sent flying, a dense web of cracks spread out from its claws.

But by then, Chen Che had already landed on the Little Chick’s back and flown several miles away.

"Haha, marvelous, marvelous! This old man will take a hand as well... Let’s see if this Valley Master Chen is truly as capable as the rumors say, able to fight one against ten."

True Master Xuanmiao chuckled, and with a pinch of his hands,

Spiritual Qi gathered and transformed endlessly. Amidst a surge of cyan mist, it instantly took the form of a cyan silk ribbon that shot toward Chen Che to envelop him.

Chen Che raised his hand, and the Red Dragon Lock Chain quickly gathered beside him to block it. But the cyan silk ribbon simply bypassed the chain, swiftly closing in on him.

’What kind of magic is this...’

Astonished, his figure blurred as he pushed the Ruyi Wind Thunder Step to its absolute limit.

Although the cyan ribbon couldn’t catch him, it stuck to him like a maggot on a rotting bone, relentless and unyielding.

The members of the Ye Clan watched from a distance.

In mid-air, two streaks of light spiraled and chased each other at high speed. They shifted positions with such astonishing quickness that even Foundation Establishment Cultivators could barely make out their afterimages.

"Interesting, interesting... Let me have a go too!"

A Golden Core True Master with a giant bow on his back stepped forward. He held the bow in his left hand and casually drew the string with his right. As he drew the bow, the surrounding Spiritual Qi converged, and an arrow formed from the Spiritual Light.

Cheng Xiao!

He had come from the Mortal World, born a hunter, and his most lauded skill was his extraordinary Archery.

TWANG—

The bowstring hummed.

In the next instant, a piercing shriek echoed through Wangxian Ridge.

As Chen Che sped through the air, dodging the cyan ribbon behind him, a sudden sense of extreme danger washed over him.

"CHIRP!"

The Little Chick shrieked in alarm.

An arrow, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, seemingly slicing the night in two. The fletching, formed from a swirling hurricane, was a hundred zhang long, spanning the heavens and tearing through the trees on the mountains, exposing the bare rock beneath.

Countless Luminous Beads within Wangxian Ridge seemed to dim in the face of this single arrow.

BANG!

In that instant, even the Shield formed by Chen Che’s True Essence—dozens of times greater than that of other Cultivators at the same tier—was pierced through. The arrow grazed past his eyes, and its sharp wind sliced a bloody gash across his cheek.

Immediately, the trailing cyan ribbon enveloped him, forming a cyan sphere that trapped Chen Che inside.

"Che’er..."

Meng Changtu’s eyes nearly split with rage.

How could he not see that these Golden Core cultivators were toying with Chen Che like a cat with a mouse? He was fighting one against six, and on top of that, they were all under the Ancient Eight Gates Array. No matter how strong Chen Che was, how long could he possibly last?

"If you hadn’t spoken up, I almost would have forgotten about you."

Before Meng Changtu could even move, a sinister laugh came from the side. A dwarf-like old woman wearing a Cloak and holding a Black Jade Bamboo Staff flipped her hand over, and a White Bone Jar appeared in her palm.

She pointed her Black Jade Bamboo Staff with her other hand, and tens of thousands of roars erupted from the White Bone Jar. A tide of black shadows surged out, overwhelming everything in their path.

These black shadows were not ordinary souls; they had been raised by her to become Ghost Cultivators. Among them were three that had even reached the Golden Core Realm!

"Go, my darlings! The flesh and blood of a Golden Core True Master is a rare treat. Enjoy it slowly, haha..."

BAM.

Meng Changtu’s pupils contracted. He quickly brought his palms together, and his True Essence erupted, clearing a ten-zhang radius around him.

The Green-Winged Flood Dragon transformed into a streak of jade light, circling rapidly around his body.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Chen Xi circulated his True Essence, and the Divine Statue had already manifested behind him. Its thousand-plus arms frantically pounded on the cyan ribbon in front of him.

But all the attackers were Golden Core cultivators. Who would pay any mind to this one at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection?

"Break!"

Three breaths later, Chen Che commanded his Sword Group and broke through the cyan ribbon. But at that moment, the final cultivator, True Master Lingxu, had already formed a Spell and thrown out a White Porcelain Jade Bottle.

"Let’s see you run now!"

True Master Lingxu laughed loudly and formed a Seal Technique.

The Jade Bottle flew into the air and released a burst of cyan light. The Sword Group that had just emerged from the ribbon was immediately enveloped by the light. Then, as if trapped in a swamp, they could barely move an inch.

"Come, come, come!"

With a light laugh, the small Jade Bottle began to suck in the several thousand Flying Swords like a great whale drinking the sea. As he formed another Seal Technique, the cyan light spread out to cover Chen Che. Wherever the light passed, even the grass, trees, and rocks on the mountain were sucked into the bottle.

"Haha, my turn!"

Watching everyone make their move, Ye Yuanji couldn’t help but laugh maniacally. He suddenly flung his arms out. In an instant, every strand of his silver hair stood on end, and his robes whipped about wildly as he activated his True Essence to its absolute limit.

"Valley Master Chen, to be buried in Wangxian Ridge will be the greatest fortune of your life."

CREAK—

A harsh, grating groan was heard as the two ancient gates behind him trembled slightly. Amidst the chiming of bells and stones, the ferocious beast-head knockers on the gates seemed to be turned by an unseen, giant hand.

RUMBLE!

As a crack appeared between the ancient gates, an immense pressure descended without warning.

"ROAR!"

A roar shook the air.

The next moment, a loud explosion sounded from behind the ancient gates.

"Go!"

As Ye Yuanji waved his hand, two long rainbows shot out from behind the gates. In mid-air, the rainbows rapidly took shape. Their heads elongated into dragon snouts. Their brows extended, sprouting two horns.

The bodies of the rainbows coiled, and jagged scales grew upon them...

Before everyone’s horrified gazes, the two rainbows transformed into a cyan and a red dragon.

’The Ancient Eight Gates Array!’

Once the Array was active, he had an inexhaustible supply of Spiritual Qi within this domain.

It was no exaggeration to say that within the Array, Ye Yuanji was a Divine Spirit.

RUMBLE—

The two mighty dragons that had suddenly appeared shot across the ground, carving deep gouges in their wake. One path was scoured smooth as a mirror, while the other was seared by a Fire Dragon, leaving behind pools of molten rock.

"Break for me!"

At this moment, Chen Che could no longer afford to hide his strength. A dot of Spiritual Light flashed between his eyebrows as he formed his Sword Formulas.

In the air, millions of Flying Swords appeared.

With a wave of his hand,

Overlord Sea Opening!

The two mighty dragons charging him were instantly split in two.

"Valley Master Chen, did you think my clan’s Mountain Protection Array was so simple?"

Ye Yuanji clenched both his fists.

Countless strands of Spiritual Qi poured back into the mighty dragons. To everyone’s shock, the sundered cyan and red dragons instantly reformed into four.

As they formed, they began to circle rapidly around Chen Che.

"Opening just two gates is more than enough to deal with you! How does the power of my Ancient Eight Gates Array feel?"

The Cyan Dragon brought hurricanes; the Red Dragon carried flames.

He laughed heartily, his hands dancing rapidly. Following his movements, the four raging dragons spiraled, and he commanded countless wisps of Spiritual Qi to merge into the wind and fire. In the blink of an eye, they formed a thousand-zhang-tall fiery tornado.

The hurricane raged, uprooting trees dozens of miles away and sucking them in to be incinerated into ash. Even rocks were melted in an instant, and anything that entered the vortex only fueled the flames further.

In a flash, Chen Che was swept into it, and his figure vanished.

This all happened in just a few breaths, so fast that it was almost imperceptible. In the span of a few more finger snaps, the fiery tornado stretched from the earth to the heavens. Its violent power was so intense that even the other Golden Core cultivators present couldn’t help but turn pale with fright.

"Damn it!"

At that moment, Xiao Chan, who had been hiding, could no longer restrain himself. He leaped up abruptly and rapidly waved the Soul-Calling Banner in his hand.

"Haha, another ant can’t hold back."

Ye Yuanji laughed maniacally.

CREAK!

Another ancient gate behind him slowly opened, revealing a surge of endless lightning...

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