I Have A Qi Fortune Altar.
Chapter 514: 387: Grandmasters Gather, Yang Transformation Arrives!

Chapter 514: Chapter 387: Grandmasters Gather, Yang Transformation Arrives!

The formidable might of Chen Yuan shocked everyone.

Even though a small portion of Martial Artists believed they could surely defeat Chen Yuan, who had just experienced a major battle, the vast majority did not dare.

They believed that Chen Yuan had not suffered much damage, and to confront him would mean certain death.

Or rather,

whoever went first would surely die.

As these people were neither relatives nor friends, who would want to volunteer as the sacrificial lamb?

Wherever Chen Yuan’s gaze fell, everyone bowed humbly, showing their respect.

Shen Yanshu’s eyes brimmed with admiration, and she couldn’t help but think of the joyful times of her past cultivation.

She couldn’t help herself…

“Chen, the Green Envoy, has impressive skills, to fight a Grandmaster as a Reach Profound Martial Artist, truly deserving to be one of the Hidden Dragon Four Extremes. I admire you greatly,” she said.

Suddenly, a faint voice arose from somewhere in the crowd.

Then, a white-haired old Daoist in a Daoist robe took step by step from the ground into the void, emanating a powerful aura, a Grandmaster!

The elder held a horsetail whisk, his face brimming with smiles and an extraordinary demeanor surrounding him.

The crowd below stirred, and someone exclaimed:

“It’s Daoist Yun Zhongzi!”

“Can it really be him? I heard this Daoist’s cultivation is extraordinary, even stronger than the previous Yu Huasheng, having already reached the True Core Realm,” said another.

“Now this will be a spectacle to watch. Chen Yuan, having just endured a great battle, probably didn’t expect another, stronger presence to appear,” said a Martial Artist, who had previously tried to incite the crowd but was silenced, now delighting in Chen Yuan’s misfortune.

Of course, while some reveled in misfortune, others felt disgruntled:

“This oafish bigot truly lacks integrity, opting to be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Already possessing great power, yet still so cunning, a disgrace to the comportment of Grandmasters.”

“I, Daoist Yun Zhongzi from Lingxu Temple, greet you, Chen the Green Envoy,” said the old Daoist.

The white-haired old Daoist flicked his horsetail whisk, bowing his head in greeting.

“Hmph, merely a Reach Profound Martial Artist. Even if you have slain a Grandmaster, your arrogance and disrespect are uncalled for.” Another figure approached from afar, wearing a dark black robe, with a square face, emanating a commanding presence without even being angry.

“It’s the City Lord of Black Water City, Fang Wuji!”

Below, some Martial Artists recognized the newcomer.

“Isn’t Black Water City in the East Sea? Why is he here?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know.”

“This place is really bustling with activity, it’s laughable that Yu Huasheng thought he could monopolize the treasures of the Secret Realm all to himself.”

From the southeast, a languid voice also sounded.

The man took a step forward, covering a thousand meters, carrying a mountain axe on his back, his robust figure over eight feet tall, even more massive than Yue Shan.

From a distance, he looked like a small mountain.

“It’s Meng Liang!!!”

The entire venue was shocked by his appearance.

“I heard he recently slain a powerful contender from the Fengyun List and now ranks sixty-third. Such an imposing figure indeed!”

“Among these three, Meng Liang must be the strongest, right?”

“Amitabha…”

A figure descended from the void, an old monk with a face full of wrinkles, his whispy beard floating, clearly extraordinary at a glance.

“I am Monk Zong Yuan from Jinhua Temple, I greet you all!”

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

In just a few moments, four Grandmasters had appeared, each of them far more powerful than Yu Huasheng by many times, stunning everyone.

Shen Yanshu’s heart, which had just settled, grew tense again with the appearance of these Grandmasters.

Her heart turned somewhat gloomy, feeling that Chen Yuan might not escape this predicament unless he had other moves up his sleeve, but what kind of move could withstand four Grandmasters?

Yu Qingyan’s gaze turned towards Chen Yuan, wanting to see his reaction.

Chen Yuan’s expression naturally grew solemn; he had thought he was out early enough that, considering the circumstances outside, there wouldn’t be many Grandmasters, but then he had indeed only discovered Yu Huasheng.

He hadn’t expected that there would be four stronger individuals lurking here.

Yu Huasheng was just a scapegoat they had tacitly pushed forward, and he had been oblivious to it all along.

Any one of the four opposite him far surpassed Yu Huasheng, and given his condition after just enduring a great battle, he probably couldn’t withstand even one of them!

After the appearance of the four Grandmasters, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Previously, Chen Yuan’s single statement had held everyone down, but at this moment, everyone shared the consensus that Chen Yuan might be in danger, and even fighting desperately would probably be futile.

In the face of absolute power, all efforts were in vain.

Chen Yuan glanced around, looked at the void for a moment, then surveyed the four in front of him and said:

“Your methods of concealment are indeed impressive.”

“Master Chen, where is Xuanming?” asked the old monk Zong Yuan, with his hands clasped together, inquiring in a deep voice.

“You should ask him, how would Chen know?” Chen Yuan replied.

“What nerve, facing us four Grandmasters and yet you dare show such disrespect. Don’t think that just because you overcame Yu Huasheng you can disregard us,” said Fang Wuji, the City Lord of Black Water City, in a stern voice.

Clearly displeased with Chen Yuan’s attitude, he had seen Chen Yuan’s strength himself; though supreme in Reach Profound, it paled in comparison to a Dan Realm Master.

“What do you think Chen should do, City Lord Fang? Bow and scrape?” Chen Yuan laughed lightly and stared at him:

“Chen has always been tough, I don’t bow down.”

“How audacious!”

Fang Wuji’s gaze turned icy.

“Indeed, worthy of the legendary Demon Sword Chen Yuan. Even I have heard of your great name,” Meng Liang spoke up, “You are indeed a man, but… It is always the wise who make concessions. Do you really think we dare not kill you?”