Chapter 135: Master Mu Takes Action

"This Luo Sen, what a damn perfect time to pick!"

Watching Luo Sen rapidly closing the distance, Ye Cheng couldn't help but curse under his breath. He was currently like a spent arrow, his body hollow and unable to muster even a shred of strength. If Luo Sen reached him, he would have no path to survival.

Ye Cheng gritted his teeth, a look of ferocity flashing across his pale face. He reached into his storage pouch for his final bottle of Berserk Potion. Just as he prepared to consume it, his hand suddenly froze, as if his entire body had ceased to obey his commands.

Immediately, a familiar and vast, eerie power surged from the jade pendant hanging around his neck and into his body.

"Teacher!" Sensing the familiarity of this power, Ye Cheng realized instantly that Elder Mu had intervened.

"Kid, you seem to have forgotten that your teacher is still by your side. This kind of Berserk Potion can only be taken once; forcing a second dose will only ruin your martial foundation and squander your excellent constitution. As long as the green hills remain, there’s no need to worry about firewood. As my only disciple, how could I let you do such a thing?" Elder Mu’s voice, carrying a trace of reprimand, echoed slowly in Ye Cheng’s heart.

"Teacher, I..." Ye Cheng started to say something, but was interrupted by Elder Mu. "Just watch quietly; leave the rest to me."

"But this will expose your identity!" Ye Cheng quickly replied in his mind.

"These small-fry at the Origin Realm won't be able to detect me. You just displayed the combat power of an advanced Origin Realm practitioner; with a little technique, I can borrow your body to display the strength of a peak Origin Realm expert. They will assume you are using a secret art and will never suspect that a mysterious expert is helping you. Just watch."

"Boom!"

Elder Mu’s primordial spirit took control of Ye Cheng’s body. Suddenly, an aura of the peak Origin Realm radiated from within him. An invisible shockwave sent the gravel on the ground flying.

"This aura, so strong! It’s actually the aura of a peak Origin Realm expert. Good heavens... what kind of encounter did little Cheng have outside to be able to instantly reach the peak of the Origin Realm?" Nearby, Ye Zhan stood in a daze, looking at Ye Cheng, whose aura was suddenly surging, with eyes full of disbelief, as if witnessing a fairy tale.

"Just how many cards does brother Ye have up his sleeve?" Wang Yang was equally astonished. The scene before him had left him somewhat numb; throughout their journey, this youth from the Ye family had given him too many surprises.

He remembered back in the Demon Forest, when he was unable to rescue Ye Cheng in time, the youth had suddenly unleashed a shocking blow that bought him time. During the tournament, the youth had effortlessly defeated Tie Muqing, who was fighting by burning his blood essence. To him, these two instances might have been coincidences, but today, defeating Luo Long and now displaying a level of strength that made even him tremble—the strength of a peak Origin Realm expert—it was impossible to call this a coincidence.

This Ye Cheng possessed many secrets, or perhaps one could call them trump cards—trump cards sufficient to make countless people who underestimated him regret their actions!

"Incredible! Damn, how has Ye Cheng spent these past few months to be able to unleash such terrifying power again and again!" Ye Ming stared, eyes unblinking, stunned by the sight.

In stark contrast to the others, Luo Sen’s expression was dark to the point of gloom, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he locked onto Ye Cheng. "It’s merely the use of a secret art. I don’t believe that a secret art can truly grant a greenhorn like you, at the Blood Essence Realm, the strength of a peak Origin Realm expert." Although he felt Ye Cheng’s shocking aura, Luo Sen remained skeptical. He had heard of and even seen secret arts that forcibly boosted strength for a short time, but in his view, no matter how top-tier such an art might be, it could at most lift someone by one major realm. For someone at the peak of the Blood Essence Realm to instantly leap across an entire major realm and two minor stages to possess the combat power of a peak Origin Realm expert was, without a doubt, an impossibility.

"Hmph, it’s nothing but a bluff. Watch how I wipe out a genius like you." A sinister smile played on Luo Sen’s face. He was now only a few dozen meters from Ye Cheng—a distance he could cover in the blink of an eye. He could already imagine the scene of this genius, who was capable of challenging those above his rank, being crushed to death by his palm.

"Nether Wind Palm!"

As everyone’s eyes converged on them, they watched Ye Cheng, who stood calm and unruffled, facing Luo Sen as the latter’s palms swelled in size and struck out fiercely. A cold sneer slowly appeared on the corners of Ye Cheng’s mouth.

In truth, Luo Sen’s understanding of secret arts was not wrong; there were indeed no secret arts with such heaven-defying power. However, he failed to guess that Ye Cheng was not using a secret art at all, but that his body had been taken over by a mysterious and unfathomable expert.

Elder Mu controlled Ye Cheng’s body, holding the silver spear in one hand, the tip pointed directly at Luo Sen. A look of playful interest touched his pale face. A soft shout, tinged with the weight of ages, echoed out.

"Ten Thousand Shadows into One!" Ten thousand spear shadows materialized, converging into a hundred-foot spear beam. The fluctuations emitted by this beam were even more ferocious than the strike Ye Cheng had used to defeat Luo Long just moments ago. Clearly, in the hands of a master like Elder Mu, this martial skill’s potential was far greater than what Ye Cheng, a mere infant in its usage, could achieve.

"Hum!" As the spear beam appeared, the weapons in everyone’s hands began to hum and vibrate. The hundred-foot spear beam shot directly toward Luo Sen.

Luo Sen’s expression changed instantly. This power was not the bluff he had anticipated; it was truly the combat strength of a peak Origin Realm expert.

"Run!" Luo Sen had no time to think further; this power was beyond his ability to withstand. Under the stunned gazes of the onlookers, his figure, which had been charging forward, made an abrupt, desperate turn. His blood essence burned brighter as he desperately tried to flee.

"Whoosh!" But he was a step too slow. The hundred-foot spear shadow moved like a streak of light, catching up to Luo Sen and piercing straight through his body. Then, with a massive roar, it exploded.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion echoed throughout the entire Luoyang Town. Every resident turned their gaze toward the Ye family’s direction, their expressions filled with tension. They knew of the conflict between the Ye and Luo families, but they had never expected it to be this shocking—the sound could be heard from miles away.

The members of the Ye and Luo families engaged in the battle all ceased fighting. Even Old Master Ye and the Gold and Silver Guardians retreated several steps, casting their eyes toward the scene.

They saw blood raining from the sky. In the center, Ye Cheng stood bathed in the crimson rain, holding his spear, which shimmered with a chilling silver light.

One strike, and Luo Sen was dead! The head of the Luo family had fallen, following in the footsteps of Luo Long.