Villain : After Slacking Off, The Protagonist Collapse

Chapter 137

In the past, Jiang Chen stood out and was monstrous. Huang Qingtian remained indifferent, with no significant turbulence in his heart. It was only upon seeing Jiang Chen far ahead that Huang Qingtian’s usually tranquil heart finally rippled.

He perceived the gap between them; though it seemed short, it was actually immense. It felt as distant as the horizon, utterly insurmountable, and even impossible to keep pace with. He could only watch a silhouette from afar!

Sighing deeply, Huang Qingtian solemnly said, “Even if the starlight is not as bright as the great sun now, one day the starlight will become a galaxy, and its dazzling light will cover the great sun!” With these words, Huang Qingtian continued to advance.

Outside, as people watched Jiang Chen advance effortlessly, cutting through challenges like slicing vegetables, various powerhouses were somewhat numbed.

After a long silence, a saint from the Golden Crow Clan said solemnly, “Has the Supreme Palace been weakened? Why do I always feel that Jiang Chen is not on the ninetieth layer, but the fiftieth?” He was dumbfounded.

Except for a few, the powerhouses present had all participated in the Supreme Palace and were well aware of the strength required for the ninetieth layer.

Back then, they found the ninetieth layer agonizingly difficult, with any single layer capable of stalling them indefinitely.

Yet, none had seen someone as domineering as Jiang Chen, defeating each challenge with a single punch. This made him question his life. When had the ninetieth layer of the Supreme Palace become so weak?

“It’s not that the Supreme Palace has been weakened, but that Jiang Chen is too strong!” “Don’t be fooled by Jiang Chen’s ease; the others are not having an easy time! Even Huang Qingtian had to expend a lot of effort in the eightieth layers, needing some time to advance to the next layer!” Zhiyang Zhenren pointed at the screen and sneered.

In the display, the higher the geniuses reached, the more challenging it became. Only Jiang Chen seemed at ease, despite being at the highest layer.

Still, he managed to defeat each challenge with a single punch, with only some of the larger phantoms of Emperors managing to delay him briefly.

But soon, he would break through them as well. These so-called Emperor phantoms could not stop Jiang Chen, making them all question their lives.

“We’ve never experienced the strength of Young Emperor! But Jiang Chen makes me think, the Young Emperors of old were just so-so! Even the Young Emperors might not have been as powerful as Jiang Chen!” A powerhouse from the Supreme Path Sect said solemnly.

He was completely convinced. He had seen countless geniuses, but none like Jiang Chen. Like a character out of legends. For instance, the Primordial Emperor also swept through everything single-handedly.

Or the Eternal Emperor, who achieved the Dao, was similarly so. Their incredible strength felt unreal, as if such people couldn’t possibly exist in this world.

Listening to everyone’s praises, the Grand Elder felt immensely satisfied. Their Primordial Holy Land’s younger generation had been at a disadvantage for some time. In the past, they were occasionally mocked by some forces. But now, the tables had finally turned.

“Humph! Being too monstrous is not necessarily a good thing; it’s easy to die young!” Watching everyone continuously praising him, a powerhouse from the Golden Crow Clan made an ill-timed remark. The tone was profound and carried a hint of threat.

Boom.

Almost simultaneously, two terrifying auras burst forth, especially a streak of sword light that was placed directly at his neck.

The sharp edge seemed to cleave the soul, causing the indestructible soul to feel torn. It seemed as if it could be ripped apart and extinguished at any moment.

“Am I to understand that the Golden Crow Clan is declaring war on our Primordial Holy Land?” The Grand Elder squinted, his gaze dangerous, as a tremendous killing intent, like endless sword light, each wave shocking and instilling fear in the hearts of those around.

The immense pressure made everyone nearby feel a suffocating oppression. Weaker beings were terrified, their hearts filled with endless awe. It was like facing a deity, with an innate awe and fear spreading out.

Feeling the deterrence of the two massive auras, the Golden Crow Clan’s powerhouse felt his scalp tingle and his soul almost split, hastily saying, “I was just reminding!”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk back. It was that he couldn’t. He sensed the aura of Mu Jianxue. This one was known to be a madwoman, famously so.

If she made a move, even relying on the Golden Crow Clan would probably be futile. She’d kill you just for being you. Even having the ancient imperial families behind you wouldn’t matter.

At the same time, it was uncertain whether the Golden Crow Clan behind them would dare to tear their faces over this.

Of course, he might not die, but being severely injured would be inevitable. He just didn’t dare to gamble on whether this madwoman really wouldn’t care at all. Where would he reason then?

“Don’t you know trouble comes from the mouth! Old Golden Crow, have you lived your life buried in the soil!” Zhiyang Zhenren ridiculed.

Saying such things in front of the Primordial Holy Land, wasn’t that seeking death? Who didn’t know that the Primordial Holy Son was the hope of the Primordial Holy Land?

Carrying the hopes of the Primordial Holy Land for tens of thousands of years, no one dared to touch him. Nor did anyone dare to move against him. Anyone who dared would face the thunderous strike of the Primordial Holy Land.

“Shut up!” The Golden Crow Clan’s Saint couldn’t help but shout lowly.

Though everything else might be permissible, Zhiyang Zhenren was not. Damn it. Who didn’t know that people from the Pure Yang Holy Land had the foulest mouths?

Was it appropriate for such words to come from your mouth? Hearing these words from Zhiyang Zhenren seemed like mockery to him. This was something the Golden Crow Clan’s Saint couldn’t tolerate.

“How can one not speak of wrong words and actions? If you really have the capability, say it to the Primordial Holy Land! If you don’t have the ability, then shut up!” Zhiyang Zhenren was also angered.

The Primordial Holy Land was one thing, but for you, a member of the Golden Crow Clan, to dare to scold me?

“You’re seeking death!” The Golden Crow Clan’s powerhouse was extremely angry, already suppressing a belly full of fire with nowhere to vent. Now that Zhiyang Zhenren had jumped out, it was a perfect opportunity to vent.

“Come on! Let’s see if you’ve grown any abilities!” Zhiyang Zhenren couldn’t sit still any longer, directly pulling the Golden Crow Clan’s Saint into the endless void.

“Coward!” A powerhouse from the Immortal Phoenix Clan sneered coldly.

The others didn’t say much, occasionally checking on the situation inside, keeping an eye on Zhiyang Zhenren and the other.

The ninety-sixth layer. This layer was significantly stronger than the others, finally putting some pressure on Jiang Chen!

Boom.

The phantom of the Young Emperor surged forward, forming a seal with one hand. Infinite divine power swept in, instantly crushing towards Jiang Chen from all around. Numerous voids collapsed and shrank, creating a very special space.

“I can do this too!” Jiang Chen’s eyes shone with excitement as he reached out with a large hand.

Universe in the Palm.

Boom.

The void divine power of both parties erupted completely, colliding with a thunderous impact. In an instant, the void collapsed, and numerous spaces shattered into countless pieces.