Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Not only did the citizens speak on the internet, but some representatives and politicians also publicly announced, "The alien races have ruled Earth for too long. It's time to reclaim power from them and return it to the humans."    

Even the Human Clan forces in the universe, including the Devil Spirit Immortal Sect, all expressed that they wanted to contribute and cooperate with Ye Chen to wipe out the alien races.    

As for the moderate faction, they suggested that the various races could live peacefully on Earth and in the universe together. However, this required signing a peace agreement to establish equal status between humans and the alien races.    

"There are six supreme experts in the present world, but now, the Frost Leaf Sect Master is obviously above the supreme experts. He was the undisputed number one in the universe. How can the Six Winged Angel and the others be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with him? They should be ranked one more level, surpassing the strongest, ranked above the strongest. Unique. Our Frost Leaf Sect's master!"    

Although many of the foreign races knew how powerful Ye Chen was, they still couldn't accept such a voice. Numerous gazes were fixed on the supreme experts of the various foreign races, waiting for them to speak.    

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The Church, Lost Paradise.    

This cemetery was far from as vast as the many famous cemeteries in the real world. However, the cemetery was filled with holy light, and angels were chanting within. On the ground, there were even holy tombstones made of holy white stone. The names engraved on them were the names of generations of saints in the Church over the past thousands of years.    

The soil in the cemetery was very magical. It was filled with the aura of light and was full of vitality.    

The Saints, who had almost reached their lifespan, were sleeping on the ground. Their bodies were nourished by the mysterious soil and the power of the Holy Light, and they were still in good condition after thousands of years. They could be summoned at any time to continue fighting for the Church.    

"The Demon Ancestor has lost."    

"The strength of the Frost Leaf Sect Master has far exceeded our imagination. Even Old Dragon Taibai is no match for him. What should we do?"    

"Gather all the foreign races and fight against the Frost Leaf Sect Lord together?"    

... ""    

At this moment, in the cemetery, the Saints of the Holy See were at a loss.    

They had originally been calm and composed when Mount Tai had collapsed, but Ye Chen's power was too terrifying. The power of grabbing the old dragon and smashing it around, destroying mountains and extinguishing the earth, caused everyone to be terrified.    

"There's no need to be afraid. We are the shepherd of God. We are under the protection of God."    

An old man wearing linen clothes, wearing a pair of leggings, and with a head full of white hair, spoke slowly. He was dressed in ancient Roman attire, and it seemed as if countless years had passed on his body. His eyes were as calm as the ocean.    

"Your Excellency, are you his match?"    

Someone asked the old man.    

The gazes of the Saints were filled with anticipation.    

This old man was the first Pope and had always been extremely pious. He was reputed to be the disciple of God. After his death, he broke the rules and was promoted to become a six-winged angel by the Celestial Thearch. The power of light contained within the hemp garment old man's body was as vast as the mountains and seas. It was unfathomable. He was the pillar of support for the Church. As long as he was here, the entire Church would never fall.    

The old man pondered for a moment before finally shaking his head:    

"The Frost Leaf Sect Master has a full set of cultivation bases. Although he isn't a True God, it isn't far. I'm inferior to him."    

The moment he said this, the entire scene was filled with shock. All the Saints lost their colors...    

It wasn't just the Holy See. It was the wolf clan's ancestral land. It was the ancient temple of the Feathered Snakes Tribe. It was the Ancestral City of the sea race. It was the place where the various gods were sleeping.    

The experts witnessed this battle with their own eyes. Even the proud Celestial King of the Feathered Snakes Tribe had to admit that this was a great battle. He was no match for Ye Chen. Even the strongest Demon Ancestor was whipped around like a whip by Ye Chen. How could he, who was also an utmost powerful expert, fight Ye Chen?    

For a moment, all the foreign races were shocked and terrified.    

Those arrogant and domineering experts of the other races that willfully bullied humans, even though they were unwilling, they had no choice but to withdraw their flags and cease their drums. They withdrew back into their own territories and didn't dare be presumptuous anymore.    

Earth, and even the entire universe had never been so peaceful and peaceful before...    

And at the peak of the ice pool, this battle had not ended yet.    

"Respected Immortal Venerable Ye, congratulations on dropping your mount. We're just here to watch the battle. We'll leave now."    

A god with an elephant head and a human body said respectfully.    

This was the White Elephant God, known to have the power to uproot mountains. He was tall, more than ten meters tall, and his body was full of muscles. He was like a flood dragon, and indeed, his strength was boundless.    

"Hehe."    

Ye Chen stepped on the old dragon and lightly stomped his foot. The Demon Ancestor was helpless. He had no choice but to support himself with his wounds all over his body as he flew into the sky. Ye Chen stepped on its head and rode on the wind like a god.    

With his hands behind his back, Ye Chen sneered as he stepped on the Flood Dragon.    

"You can come and leave whenever you want. Do you think that the Frost Leaf Sect is easy to bully? Do you think you can be trampled on by others? Anyone who dares to attack me will be killed without mercy! "    

"What do you mean?"    

The Feathered God's expression was ugly.    

"Either surrender or kneel and beg for forgiveness. Or die."    

Ye Chen's eyes were cold.    

"Sir, all the experts of the alien races and major families are gathered here. Could it be that you want to become the enemy of all the alien races?"    

When Ye Chen said this, everyone's faces turned pale.    

In this battle, dozens of gods from different races had gathered. Even though there were eighteen or nineteen of them, there were still thirty to forty of them. Rays of light gathered on the sacred spirits' bodies, and their power was as great as the ocean. If they joined forces, even the strongest experts would not dare to take them head-on. Not to mention the terrifying faction behind them.    

"Hmph!"    

Ye Chen didn't waste any time. His eyes turned cold as he took a step forward.    

"Rumble!"    

His blood and Qi were boiling all over his body. A terrifying might pressed down from all directions. At this moment, Ye Chen didn't try to hide anything. The pressure of a Stage of Passing Through Tribulation was unleashed.    

All the Gods felt a stuffy feeling in their chests, and the surrounding Yuan Qi became as solid as metal plates. Some of the cultivation base were weak, and some of the gods who were injured earlier began to emit intense light waves from their bodies, as if they could not hold on any longer.    

"Thump, thump, thump -!"    

Ye Chen stepped into the sky, step by step.    

With every step he took, the heaven and earth trembled slightly, and the pressure in the air became more and more terrifying. In the end, the area within a mile radius was like the bottom of the ocean. The pressure was so great that even an iron hammer could be crushed into a pancake.    

"Boom -!"    

Someone couldn't take it anymore.    

The weakest divine spirit of the cultivation base was directly crushed by this terrifying pressure, turning into a rain of light that scattered across the sky. Within the rain of light, one could still see that divine spirit's face was filled with terror.    

With one, there would be a second, a third...    

"Bang, bang, bang -!"    

One after another, gods were crushed in midair. Most of these gods were like the God of Ghosts. They belonged to rogue cultivators and aborigines, and they had barely managed to break through to the Ascending Stage. Furthermore, after hundreds and thousands of years, they were unable to bear the burden and had almost reached the end of their lifespan. How could they withstand the might of Ye Chen?    

"We are willing to surrender!"    

The other native gods were terrified to the point their faces turned ashen, and they knelt down and begged for mercy.    

In the end, only the experts of the sea race, Feathered Snakes Race, Holy See, and the other non-human races remained. Perhaps the cultivation base was powerful, or perhaps it had the protection of the Divine Treasure, but it was still able to hold on. Its head was arrogant, and it was unwilling to beg for mercy.    

"Kill!"    

Ye Chen didn't waste any time talking nonsense.    

When facing these Xeno-race experts, if they didn't kill them, their heads would roll, and they would be terrified. How could he make them submit to him?