Invincible Soul Emperor

Chapter 658: Chapter 658 Old Yang Saves the Day

"Qingchen, be careful!" Qin Yue cried out, watching the scene anxiously from the side.

This won’t work! Jiang Qi obviously has the upper hand, and Ye Qingchen is going to get hurt!

At that moment, Jiang Qi let out a loud shout, warping the very air around him. Countless scorching Fire Elements burst forth in an instant. A thick and supremely domineering pressure radiated from his body, enveloping Ye Qingchen completely.

"Die!"

However, Ye Qingchen merely lifted his head, his gaze indifferent and calm.

Jiang Qi’s heart tightened. He sensed a palpable threat from his opponent, an innate and overwhelming dominance.

"Jiang Qi, you can’t kill me," Ye Qingchen stated. His tone remained level, without a hint of fluctuation, yet it grated on Jiang Qi’s ears.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Jiang Qi used Teleportation. His fist, surging with intense Fire Elements and creating an explosive sound, smashed toward Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen moved, his body slipping away like a phantom to evade the attack. Jiang Qi’s Fire Elements were so overbearing that they affected Ye Qingchen’s speed, but even so, the fist failed to land.

After some time, Jiang Qi’s strength began to wane.

"Damn it! Is dodging all you know how to do?!" Jiang Qi grew furious. He had never been toyed with like this before.

Seeing Jiang Qi panting heavily, Ye Qingchen seized the opportunity and charged forward with his sword.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

The thunderous collision of Sword Qi shook the entire hall. The continuous movements of the two fighters made it feel as if an earthquake was imminent.

"Hmph! If that’s how you want it, you’re forcing my hand!" Jiang Qi suddenly stopped, a demonic smile playing on his lips.

This isn’t good! Ye Qingchen thought, but he had already charged right in front of Jiang Qi.

In that instant, Jiang Qi teleported behind him. The flames on his fist vanished, replaced by a black mist. No one noticed the change. Before Ye Qingchen could react, Jiang Qi struck his back with a palm.

Ye Qingchen felt a chill run down his spine. A moment later, he reacted and vanished from his spot.

"It’s time for this to end!" Jiang Qi roared with laughter, and the entire hall trembled in response. His eyes turned blood-red, as if a raging fire was about to leap out.

Jiang Qi’s power surged once more. He assailed Ye Qingchen with one move after another, relentless as a violent storm. Ye Qingchen’s gaze grew even colder as he saw the madness and bloodlust in his opponent’s eyes.

"Damn it!"

Ye Qingchen was gradually overpowered, feeling his strength rapidly diminishing. Jiang Qi seemed to be venting all the hatred in his heart as his attack power continuously increased, almost reaching its peak.

Ye Qingchen was driven back repeatedly until he finally crashed into a pillar. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yue’s eyes widened, and she ran over in a panic. "Qingchen! Qingchen! Are you okay?"

Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, Ye Qingchen slowly shook his head. "Don’t worry, I won’t die."

"Hahaha!" Before Qin Yue could say anything, Jiang Qi laughed aloud again. "Still so defiant at death’s door. Qin Yue, since this guy is going to die anyway, I’ll be generous and let you two have a few last words."

Qin Yue stood up, shielding Ye Qingchen, her face filled with anger. "Jiang Qi! Stop! If you want to kill Ye Qingchen, you’ll have to step over my dead body!"

"My, my! Aren’t you two deeply in love!" Jiang Qi sneered, not taking her seriously in the slightest. "Qin Yue, you bitch! This Holy Son has tried everything to persuade you, yet you refuse to comply. And now you’re willing to go this far for a worthless loser like him."

"If that’s the case, then I shall accommodate you both. How about I send you to Hell together?"

Jiang Qi’s words were like a devil’s whisper. Qin Yue shuddered violently.

"Qingchen, I’m sorry I’ve dragged you into this," she said, her back to him, her voice filled with resolve. "But don’t worry. Even if I die, I’ll make sure you get out of here alive!"

Ye Qingchen endured the pain and struggled to his feet. "Qin Yue, don’t be foolish!"

"Tch. You’re about to die and still have so much to say. This Holy Son is getting annoyed. I will grant you a swift end!"

As Jiang Qi spoke, countless flames rose into the air and sped toward the pair.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

However, just as Jiang Qi was eagerly anticipating the sight of their corpses, he suddenly discovered that they had vanished.

"Hmph! Young friend, spare others when you can," a calm voice echoed.

Elder Yang appeared beside Jiang Qi with a chuckle.

Seeing Elder Yang suddenly appear, Jiang Qi’s brow furrowed. "Who the hell are you? How dare you stand in the way of This Holy Son! Where are Ye Qingchen and Qin Yue? Hand them over now!"

Jiang Qi didn’t recognize Elder Yang, nor did he know his level of strength. He only sensed that the old man before him was quite capable.

Elder Yang chuckled and patted his shoulder. "As the Saint Heir of the Jiang Ancient Clan, why must you oppose them so vehemently? How have they offended you?"

Jiang Qi slapped Elder Yang’s hand away. "Heh. He tried to take the woman I desire. There’s only one outcome for that—death! What, am I supposed to just endure it?"

Jiang Qi assumed a fighting stance, ready to strike Elder Yang at any moment.

"Jiang boy, I have no desire to hurt you," Elder Yang said placidly. "I have taken them away. Consider this matter over."

Elder Yang’s words immediately infuriated Jiang Qi. He pointed at Elder Yang’s nose and started cursing. "You old fool, why should I listen to you! You’re just an old bag of bones who should be at home waiting for death, not stirring up trouble here!"

Despite Jiang Qi’s profanity, Elder Yang’s smile remained unchanged. "It seems it’s time I taught you youngsters a lesson. Otherwise, you’ll truly become lawless."

In that instant, Elder Yang raised his hand and launched a palm strike.

Jiang Qi sneered, preparing to exert his strength, but suddenly felt a complete emptiness inside his body.

Damn it! What did that old man do to me?!

Jiang Qi was horrified. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t mobilize the energy within his body. He was like an ordinary person, completely powerless. And Elder Yang’s palm strike was just about to hit him.

Jiang Qi was sent flying backward.

PFFT!

He flew for more than ten meters before crashing hard into a wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and its thick, metallic scent filled the great hall.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Jiang Qi clutched his chest as he stood up, cursing furiously. "You dare to hurt This Holy Son! You’re not leaving here alive today!"

Jiang Qi pulled a whistle from out of nowhere and blew it fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the situation outside the great hall changed drastically. The sky, clear just moments before, was instantly blotted out by dark clouds at the sound of the whistle. One after another, dangerous and powerful auras materialized outside the hall.

Any ordinary person would have been scared senseless by this display. But Elder Yang simply scanned his surroundings nonchalantly.