Chapter 314 - Two Major Sects Leave (1/2)

“Outrageous!”

“Preposterous!”

The group of Scarlet Flame Sect disciples roared in displeasure. Drawing their weapons, they rushed at Ye Chen.

“You dare to attack inside the Scarlet Flame Sect? We’ll kill you first and ask questions later!”

Seeing the Scarlet Flame Sect disciples rushing forward, Little Wingsy shot out like an arrow and threw out his fist.

“Bang bang bang!”

The Scarlet Flame Sect disciples flew into the air like sandbags. These disciples were only around Tenth Level or so and they were not capable of fighting Little Wingsy.

Instantly, all the Scarlet Flame Sect disciples flew into the air but they did not fall to the ground. Raising their heads, they saw that the disciples were hanging on the tree, coughing and wheezing.

“You dare to injure someone inside the Scarlet Flame Sect, you are dead meat!” Ye Junzhuo cradled his face and cursed at Ye Chen before running toward the martial art training ground in a ghastly manner.

Seeing Ye Junzhuo’s departing figure, Ye Zhanlong could not hold back any longer. “Little Chen, what should we do now? The Scarlet Flame Sect wouldn’t allow this matter to rest. You better leave now and run as far as you can! Little Meng, Little Xuan, and I will hand ourselves over to the Scarlet Flame Sect and delay them for as long as possible! The Ye Clan can survive without us but they cannot survive without you!”

“Yes, Brother Chen, you better escape now!” Ye Meng said.

“Brother Ye Chen, go now. Although the Xiwu Ye Clan isn’t favored, we still belong to the same clan, they probably won’t kill us!” Ye Xuan said in a panicked voice. “Soon, the Scarlet Flame Sect’s Mystique Venerable Rank masters will show up. When that time comes, you won’t be able to escape!”

Seeing the stricken looks on Ye Zhanlong, Ye Meng, and Ye Xuan’s faces, there was a flicker of warmth in Ye Chen’s heart. All of them were truly family. Even in such a dangerous situation, they did not think of their escape but thought about him instead!

“Don’t be afraid, nothing will happen to us!” Ye Chen assured Ye Zhanlong and the others.

Ye Chen’s Astral Body swept across the martial art training ground in a distance. He saw that among the mountains, there was a flat area measuring approximately several hundred meters. On the sides, there were many chairs. The first-row seats were labeled. The labels included the House of Storms, Stygian Sect, Oracle Sect, and so on. All of the major sects’ powerhouses would sit there. Every major sect would send a few representatives to attend this tournament. In addition, there were also Countess Zilan and a few others seated by the martial art training ground.

The person seated right in front was the leader of the Scarlet Flame Sect. He was a forty-over-year-old middle-aged man, dressed in a long vermillion robe. He looked quite handsome and had some resemblance to Little Rou. Most likely, he was Little Rou’s father, named Ye Zong. Little Rou sat beside Ye Zong, wearing a white silk skirt. She looked graceful and elegant and there was a kind of ethereal beauty around her.

No doubt, Little Rou was the focus of the entire arena.

Below, the younger disciples from the major sects were staring unblinkingly at Little Rou.

“That must be the Scarlet Flame Sect leader’s daughter, Ye Rou. She’s so beautiful.

“Yes, but I heard that Ye Rou will be marrying the young lord of the House of Storms. It’s such a pity.”

Sitting at the front left-most seat was a handsome young man with a debonair air. Seated next to him were three Mystique Venerable Rank masters. Ye Chen learned from the crowd’s hushed gossip that this handsome young man was the young lord of the House of Storms, the number one contender among the younger generation of the Central Empire. At twenty years old, he had already achieved the rank of a mid-Heavenly Venerable One. According to popular belief, within thirty years, he would surely become a Godly Venerable One like the lord of House of Storms.

The House of Storms’ young lord could be considered excellent in every way, yet no matter how Ye Chen looked at him, Ye Chen felt unsettled.

Ye Chen counted and saw that there were more than thirty Mystique Venerable or Mystique Adept Rank masters. Several Mystique Adept Rank mystical beasts were sitting on the chairs in human forms. Their appearances were no different than real humans and their behaviors closely mirrored ordinary human behavior.

They were either eating some snacks or drinking tea.

The mystical beasts released their Psyches, seeming to collect some information when suddenly, their Psyches collided with Ye Chen.

“Ptui.” A human-form Mystique Adept mystical beast who was drinking a sip of tea spat out his tea while another who was eating a snack choked and turned red. Others paled and trembled slightly.

Their hearts thumped heavily. Why was there a Daemon King in this place and why would a Daemon King Rank master come and watch such an insignificant tournament?

“What happened to you?”

“Senior Firecloud Stallion, what’s wrong with you?