Pill God Returns

Yan Zhen laughed out loud. He had to admit that this man had some guts.    

Yu Jie and the others were also tempted. They had come to the Sunset Valley to search for treasure. Now, Yan Zhen had told them that there might be treasure. How could they miss it?    

"As for you guys, you should return and cultivate for another year or two."    

Before they could take action, Yan Zhen had poured cold water on them.    

Yu Jie and the others' faces stiffened and became extremely ugly. Yan Zhen's words were simply slapping their faces. It was painful and ruthless.    

"Follow me."    

Yan Zhen's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. He had already said what he needed to say. As for whether Wu Chen would go or not, it would depend on himself.    

Looking in the direction where Yan Zhen had left, Wu Chen thought for a moment. Without saying anything, his figure flashed and followed after him.    

"What should we do? Yu Jie, have they left?"    

Yu Jie spread his hands. How could he know what to do? Yan Zhen felt that they were too weak. If he didn't let them go, what could he do?    

"Let's go and see if we can find anything else."    

Wu Chen followed Yan Zhen at high speed. Soon, they arrived at the center of the Falling Dawn Valley and landed there.    

When they arrived, they saw a few people standing there. All of them had powerful abilities, and none of them were weaker than Yan Zhen. most powerful expert was an expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

"Yan Zhen, you're finally here. If you still don't come, we will have to leave."    

A young man in sky-blue clothes walked over and said to Yan Zhen.    

Yan Zhen said, "We encountered some things earlier, so we were delayed. You guys have waited for a long time."    

The young man shook his head. "We didn't wait for long. Oh right, who is this kid? His cultivation base is so weak. It's Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage. Why did you bring him here?"    

Hearing his words, everyone looked at Wu Chen with disdain. Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage's strength was obviously a burden. They had no idea why Yan Zhen brought this trash here.    

Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Bai Ran, don't underestimate this man. He is the champion of this year's Competition of Multi Kingdoms."    

"The champion of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms?"    

Everyone was shocked. They looked at Wu Chen again. They had heard about this year's Competition of Multi Kingdoms. The final champion had been won by someone who only had Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage's cultivation base. Not only that, that man had also rejected the kindness of the Taiyi Sect. He had chosen to join the Beichen House, just like how the champion would enter the Beichen House. It had been many years since the last time such a thing had happened.    

"Kid, are you really the champion of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms?" Bai Ran asked in a deep voice. He was very suspicious in his heart.    

"Yes, I am."    

Wu Chen nodded and admitted frankly.    

"The champion of Competition of Multi Kingdoms. He is barely qualified to be the champion."    

Bai Ran nodded his head. Initially, he thought that Wu Chen was the same as the other Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage warriors. He was just a piece of trash, but he never thought that his opponent would be the champion of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms. It wouldn't be an easy task to win the championship in the Competition of Multi Kingdoms. He had to at least have the strength of a Sixth Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

"Humph! What champion of Competition of Multi Kingdoms? In my eyes, it's just like a fart."    

Another young man harrumphed coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.    

Wu Chen didn't say anything. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation on his face. He had heard such words countless times, but he didn't pay any attention to them.    

At this time, expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage said, "Chen Yang, go and test his strength. See if he is qualified to go with us."    

They needed absolute experts to explore the treasure, not some kind of burden.    

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu."    

Chen Yang walked out from the crowd, strode to Wu Chen and said, "Kid, do you have the courage to take a punch from me?"    

Wu Chen said lightly, "So what if I take a punch from you?"    

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this. He wasn't some expert at the Sixth Empyrean of True Martial Stage. He was the real expert at the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage, and he wasn't an ordinary expert at the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage. He was the expert at the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage who had comprehended the Heaven-rank Martial Technique.    

However, judging from Wu Chen's tone, it seemed like he wasn't afraid of him at all. Immediately, he recalled all the things related to Wu Chen in Beichen House. He couldn't help but snort disdainfully in his heart. This kid probably thought that he would look down on the people of the world after he won the championship of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms. He actually dared to boast that he would be able to enter the top ten in the disciple competition in five months' time. Such big words. He was truly arrogant and foolish.    

Now, he would have to teach this kid a lesson and dampen his spirit. He would let him know that this was the Beichen House, one of the Ten Great Sects in the East Mystic Region, and not the desolate corner of the mountain.    

"Heaven Breaking Tyrant Fist."    

Chen Yang shouted out loudly. A powerful force burst out from his body. This Qi and strength far exceeded that of a Sixth Empyrean of True Martial Stage. It was indeed expert at the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

Clenching his fist, Chen Yang threw out a punch. An extremely powerful Fist Force burst out from his fist. It was like a huge wave, violently shaking and sweeping towards Wu Chen.    

"Heaven Splitting Tyrant Fist?"    

Wu Chen raised his head and looked at the surging Fist Force. This Heaven Splitting Tyrant Fist was not an ordinary martial skill, but a low level Heaven Rank martial skill. Its power was extremely terrifying. With just a punch, it could crush everything, and no one could stop it.    

However, he was not afraid. He shouted out loudly, clenched his fist, and threw out a punch as well. Pure golden energy was released from his fist. It was extremely overbearing and terrifying, like a volcano erupting.    

Bang!    

Chen Yang and Wu Chen's fists collided in the middle. Immediately, an extremely powerful force rushed out from the spot where their fists collided. It carried a terrifying energy fluctuation that swept in all directions.    

Very quickly, the energy dispersed. Wu Chen stood in his original position, motionless, just like Mount Tai. He was firm and firm, and didn't even take half a step back.    

Upon seeing this, everyone revealed a surprised expression. This result... This was something they had never thought of. In their opinion, Wu Chen should have collapsed at the first blow of Chen Yang. However, the truth had greatly exceeded their expectations. Wu Chen had actually used his fist to block Chen Yang's punch, and he didn't even take a step back.    

Chen Yang's face darkened. His punch just now had used 80% of his strength. Furthermore, the fist technique he used wasn't an ordinary Earth-rank Martial Technique. It was a genuine Heaven-rank Martial Technique. Such a punch, not to mention Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage. Even an expert at the Sixth Empyrean of True Martial Stage wouldn't be able to withstand it. However, Wu Chen managed to block it. This was unbelievable.