"Disciple pays respects to Qi Li!"

The beautiful woman appeared to be in her thirties, a mature beauty. Waves of aura from the Great Tao of the Other Shore flowed around her, prompting countless disciples to bow in reverence.

"There's no need for such formalities!"

Qi Li's voice echoed through heaven and earth, filled with an invincible authority that was not to be defied.

"The situation must have gotten out of hand for the Grand Master herself to be alarmed!"

"Qi Li, who has condensed the sanctuary of the Great Dao of the Other Shore, controls heavenly treasures and is one of the most powerful Grand Masters of Baihua Palace!"

"With Qi Li appearing, Ye Chen is going to make a name for himself!"

"Leng's master... seems to be Qi Li, right...?"

As a ruler of a state, the Grand Master of the Great Tao of the Other Shore was an existence second only to the Saints. Although Baihua Palace had numerous Grand Masters, such figures were elusive as dragons—seldom seen by ordinary disciples. Naturally, the arrival of the Grand Master caused a great stir.

"Master!"

Leng Ao ran over with a bounce when she saw the beautiful woman, affectionately wrapping her arms around her master's.

This beautiful woman was Qi Li, one of the twelve golden hairpins of Baihua Palace, unmatched in her generation and also Leng Ao's master.

"Fu Er, is Ye Chen your attendant?" Qi Li inquired.

"Yes!" Leng Ao replied.

"How can such a young divine talent, who is ten times, a hundred times stronger than you, serve as your attendant?" Qi Li pointed out sharply. "Do you two have some sort of relationship?"

"..."

Leng Ao adored Qi Li because her master doted on her. But now, she did not like her master anymore because the question she asked was too embarrassing.

Leng Ao was an honest girl who did not lie, and the question from Qi Li gave her quite the headache.

"Boom!"

There was another surge of turmoil within the Demon Suppressing Tower, making the whole realm tremble and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"A peerless talent who can rival the Heavenly Emperor!" Qi Li's gaze towards the Demon Suppressing Tower was indescribably solemn.

Some geniuses with exceptional talents could become young sovereigns in their cultivation. It was just like Wanshi, with the body of a divine demon, Hua Chang, the Saintess with phoenix blood, and the Number One Sword closely related to the Sword Dao—all of them were of special physique, extraordinarily gifted, and young sovereigns!

Besides them were the descendants of Saints, who, if they possessed rich saintly blood, might even be stronger than those with special physiques.

However, a special physique does not determine everything, and the descendants of Saints are not absolutely invincible—it's one's own self that is the foundation of all!

The most straightforward example is the Heavenly Emperor, who appeared out of nowhere. The Heavenly Emperor was neither of any special physique nor did he awaken any Saintly bloodline; he was just a man of ordinary constitution.

Yet, the Heavenly Emperor comprehended the strongest Dao fruits and walked the hardest path. When he condensed his strongest Dao fruits, that was the moment he swept through his peers, unbeatable.

However, such individuals are exceedingly rare. Across the ten continents, with billions of beings, a figure like that is hard to come by in an era.

In this era, one Heavenly Emperor appeared, sweeping through all the young sovereigns to stand unbeatable, and even the Saints acknowledged him as the strongest of his peers!

Yet now, there was not only the strongest Heavenly Emperor in the world, but Baihua Palace had also produced a Ye Chen of equal might!

Baihua Palace has been a sacred place for female cultivators since ancient times, where the feminine has always been dominant, and few notable male disciples have ever emerged.

But in this place where the feminine thrives over the masculine, the emergence of such a rising male disciple...

"..."

Qi Li, observing Ye Chen's figure, felt an inexplicable oddness in her heart.

The appearance of an invincible male cultivator in Baihua Palace, a male disciple who could rival the Heavenly Emperor—if such news were to spread, it would likely shock all cultivators in the world.

"A fist that buries gods and demons!"

With a splendid gleam in his eyes, Ye Chen unleashed a punch, exploding with a devastating intent and destructive force that caused the void in all directions to collapse. The Zhong Rong beast before him seemed as if it were paper-thin, dispersing into a shower of light.

"This trial ground is incredibly arduous. Had I not broken through at the last moment, comprehending the second style of the Heavenly Emperor Fist, I would likely have been halted at the ninety-first level," Ye Chen reflected after vanquishing the demonic beast, not immediately charging to the next level but needing to adjust his condition.

In the Demon Suppressing Tower's final nine levels, each step was like ascending to the heavens, and Ye Chen had fought hard at level ninety-five, unable to maintain his previous composure.

In fact, Ye Chen had faced a crisis at level ninety-one, but he had broken through under extreme conditions!

The breakthrough was unexpected and filled Ye Chen with boundless elation—Heavenly Emperor Fist's second style had been realized!

Ye Chen's ambition in martial arts was immense; he wanted to perfect the Heavenly Emperor Fist so that this set of techniques would be truly invincible, a boxing art that suppressed all the heavens!

The first style of the Heavenly Emperor Fist incorporated concepts of eternity, glory, the true one, akin to the dominance of the Heavenly Emperor descending to the mundane world, controlling the cycle of the heavens!

The second style of the Heavenly Emperor Fist was filled with destruction, transmigration, chaos, myriad forms—like the wrath of the Heavenly Emperor, annihilating the six paths, suppressing all under heaven!

Ye Chen integrated both styles into the Heavenly Emperor Fist, making them a part of it, yet the thoughts behind each style, the intentions, the fruits of the Dao were all different!

Therefore, Ye Chen could boldly display his techniques, unafraid of his identity being exposed!

Ye Chen was now very excited, having created the second move of Heavenly Emperor Fist, which greatly enhanced his combat power and increased his divine might far more than just a star and a half than before.

If it wasn't for the fact Ye Chen was in the Demon Suppressing Tower, he would have immersed his mind and attempted to break through to ascend as a Grand Master of The Great Tao of the Other Shore!

Ye Chen was just one step away from the ten-thousand-eight-thousand-mile Great Tao of the Other Shore, and with this major breakthrough with an explosive increase in combat power, he would definitely be able to take the final step and leap into the Other Shore!

"I can only use up to 70% of my combat power now, I wonder if I can make it to the ninety-ninth floor?"

As the path of the trial became increasingly difficult, Ye Chen dared not reveal his identity at random, and he might not make it to the ninety-ninth floor!

"However, I've already won Leng Aofu's bet, so it doesn't matter if I lose. I'd better not reveal my identity. We'll see how far I can get!"

Leng Aofu's bet was a high stake, and if Ye Chen couldn't work a miracle, she would lose everything and face utter humiliation.

Therefore, Ye Chen was willing to expose himself and rise to the challenge to help Leng Aofu win this bet. Now, having reached the ninety-fifth floor, Leng Aofu was already able to win it all, so Ye Chen felt no pressure.

"Boom!"

The Demon Suppressing Tower once again erupted into chaos as Ye Chen reached the ninety-sixth floor and battled with the behemoth on that level.

The Demon Suppressing Tower had ninety-nine floors, and Ye Chen had already reached the ninety-sixth. He was only three floors away from the finish line.

Ye Chen had fought his way up from the first floor, facing increasingly powerful demons. He wanted to reach the ninety-ninth floor to see what the ultimate BOSS looked like.

Eventually, Ye Chen conquered the ninety-sixth floor and arrived at the ninety-seventh.

The demon of the ninety-seventh floor was even more powerful. Although Ye Chen's Heavenly Emperor Fist was invincible, he still had a narrow escape from death, exhausting a great deal of effort to annihilate everything and reach the ninety-eighth floor.

As soon as Ye Chen set foot on the ninety-eighth floor, he encountered a world-class assassination.

The demon on this floor was exceptionally ferocious. It not only possessed brilliant combat power but also had a special talent, which was to merge itself with the void, making it impossible for one to find its position and to attack it at all.

With such a peculiar ability and astonishing combat power, Ye Chen only had to fight it briefly to find himself in a life-or-death crisis, and he was directly moved out by the Demon Suppressing Tower.

If Ye Chen had gone all out, he definitely could have reached the ninety-ninth floor, but doing so would have exposed his identity, leading to a loss that was not worth the gain.

Moreover, after fighting from the first to the ninety-eighth floor, Ye Chen was genuinely tired and needed to properly recuperate.

"..."

Ye Chen only felt the void shifting around him, and he was moved out.

But as soon as he came out, he was stunned; there was a sea of people outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, all looking in his direction.

Ye Chen instinctively turned to look, thinking something had happened, which drew a round of laughter.

What the hell is this, why are they all standing around looking foolish?

Baihua Palace was a holy land for female cultivators, with mostly female disciples inside. At this moment, tens of thousands of disciples were gathered, 99% of whom were female, with the male disciples squeezed into the corners, truly exemplifying the dominance of yin over yang.

"Why are there so many people here all of a sudden?" Ye Chen clearly hadn't realized anything yet. "Could it be that these female disciples are all taken with me?"

"The Elder gave me the 'Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Great Happiness Grant' and even let me control the entire Baihua Palace..."

Looking at the countless female disciples before him, Ye Chen suddenly thought of his mission and felt an inexplicable chill.

These female disciples varied greatly; some had ugly faces, others were extremely fat, and there were even women with fierce countenances...

Ye Chen had initially been overjoyed, thinking the mission was a benefit, but now he felt like he had fallen into a fire pit.

If he were to control them one by one, could Ye Chen even survive? That silly chubby sister, she must weigh at least eight hundred pounds, right? If she sat down with a thump, wouldn't Ye Chen's intestines come out?

Suddenly seeing so many women and thinking of his arduous task, Ye Chen felt a shadow looming over his heart. This was seriously too frightening!

"Ye Chen!"

While Ye Chen was lost in his wild thoughts, Leng Aofu walked out from the crowd with a pleased look and came up to him.

"Wif... Hehe, Elder Sister Leng."

Ye Chen was about to call her his wife, but with so many disciples around, he absolutely could not reveal anything... so he gave a coy smile and affectionately called her Elder Sister.

"..."

Ye Chen's simple and honest smile made some disciples' scalps go numb; how could someone with such developed combat power have the look of a woman?

"Haha, Ye Chen, you did well. Your sister will reward you when we go back!" Leng Aofu giggled.

Ye Chen had almost given himself away, and Leng Aofu saw it in her eyes, as well as the reaction of the surrounding disciples... This was too thrilling and fun!

"Fu Er, is this Ye Chen?"

As Ye Chen and Leng Aofu exchanged meaningful glances, the surrounding disciples suddenly made way, and the noble Qi Li approached from behind.

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