"Next match! Chen Ye of Jade Bamboo Peak versus Luo Tian of Soaring Sword Peak!"
The announcer's voice rang out, drawing all eyes to Chen Ye.
Smirks spread across the crowd—especially among Soaring Sword Peak disciples, who'd suffered at Chen Ye's hands before. Now, they eagerly awaited his humiliation.
"Senior Brother Luo, teach him a lesson!"
"Show him Soaring Sword Peak's might!"
"Don't hold back!"
Xiao Qingluan bit her lip, nervous. Though she knew Chen Ye hid his power, his opponent was Void Shattering Realm—could he really win?
Chen Ye, however, remained calm, as if the impending battle meant nothing.
Striding onto the stage, he flashed Xiao Qingluan a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Memories surfaced—years of being dismissed as a mortal, mocked for his "worthless" physique.
Fine. No more pretenses.
Time to get real.
A blazing, tyrannical aura erupted from his body. Golden flames engulfed him, transforming him into a human sun—
The power of the Pure Yang Holy Body!
The crowd's jeers died instantly.
"W-What?!"
"That's not a mortal's aura!"
A disciple trembled. "Golden flames… a body like the sun… This is—the Pure Yang Holy Body!"
Gasps exploded.
Another Holy Body?!
"Chen Ye's been deceiving us for three years?!"
"No wonder he hid it—demonic cultivators would hunt him down as a cultivation furnace!"
"Gulp… I want him so bad…" A female disciple licked her lips, eyes locked on Chen Ye's radiant form.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sect elders materialized, stunned.
"Two Holy Bodies on one peak?!"
"Shen Ziling hid this from us?!"
"No wonder she seemed so casual about accepting disciples!"
Across the stage, Luo Tian's expression hardened. "So this is your true power… Impressive."
His own aura flared—Treasure Mountains and Rivers Physique, a rare precious body. Though inferior to a Holy Body, his Void Shattering Realm cultivation compensated!
"Your Holy Body is formidable, Chen Ye. But against my realm… you lose!"
Luo Tian's sword slashed down, conjuring mountainous sword-energies that crushed toward Chen Ye.
Chen Ye simply punched.
A golden fist-force, condensed into a blazing sun, obliterated the mountains mid-air—
BOOM!
Luo Tian vomited blood, catapulted off the stage.
One punch.
Silence.
Then—chaos.
"He… hid this well!"
"To defeat Void Shattering with one strike—he must be at least that realm himself!"
With that single punch, Chen Ye:
Shattered all disdain.
Established unshakable authority.
Left the crowd terrified.
Xiao Qingluan gaped. She'd known he was strong, but this strong?!
"How am I supposed to catch up?!" She groaned, then brightened. "Wait—the Yin-Yang Celestial Ruler compares more than cultivation. If I master martial arts first…"
Meanwhile, disciples who'd mocked Chen Ye trembled:
"H-He won't come after me, right?"
"Remember when my dog peed near Jade Bamboo Peak?!"
Chen Ye ignored them, returning to Xiao Qingluan's side. "Scared?"
"No! You were amazing!" She beamed.
"What else did you expect from your senior brother?"
As they bantered, female disciples watched Chen Ye hungrily.
Pure Yang Holy Body…
The ultimate cultivation furnace.
If only they could take him home…