Chapter 1392 (Raw 1383):
The atmosphere in the inn immediately chilled further because of those words.
Feng Ziyi quickly raised his head and saw a man holding a wine cup on the second floor. There was a saber casually placed at the side of the table. This man smiled at him without a care.
"The Northern Sea Alliance's Young Alliance Chief, Ye Chen!"
Upon seeing this person's appearance, someone immediately recognized him. Ye Chen was one of the influential people of the Heavenly Starry Ocean in the recent few years. He advanced to Martial Emperor much earlier, and the instant he pushed open his Emperor's Door, he underwent two lightning tribulations.
Now, three years after his advancement, he was already a Fourth Heaven Martial Emperor. Furthermore, he was a peak bladesman himself. His combat prowess was extremely incredible.
"Do you wish to die?"
Feng Ziyi spoke with an extremely cold voice, his tone replete with murderous intent.
Ye Chen's lips curled up in a faint smile. "Others might fear you Demonic World royal clan disciples, but I, Ye Chen, am not afraid. Am I not speaking the truth? Furthermore, among the royal clan disciples, you, Feng Ziyi, are just a bottom feeder."
"Whoosh!"
Right after Ye Chen spoke, a purple wind blew at him as fast as lightning.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Everywhere the purple wind blew, the dishes on the tables shattered into dust. The strong wind was like a saber; bloody wounds appeared on the faces of the cultivators around the tables.
"How quick!" Exclamations rang out in the hall in startlement at the speed.
"Good timing!"
Ye Chen laughed loudly and slapped the table ferociously with his hand. "Pa!" The table shattered into thousands of pieces. The splinters were like knives as they shot out.
"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!"
The purple wind weaved between the splinters of the table, giving off clanging sounds as though a sword was clashing with a saber.
Strong energy swept through the place, and a saber intent poured into the surroundings, both incredibly berserk. Only now did the cultivators watching realize that every splinter contained Ye Chen's unparalleled saber intent.
Each one of those thousand pieces was a killing move.
It looked like a simple clash, but killing intent actually already filled the place. It was a dangerous situation. If one were not careful, one would be immediately defeated.
Feng Ziyi was also truly exceptional. In merely two breaths, he shattered all the splinters containing saber intent.
"This place is too small. Let's go out and fight. This little lord cannot stand Demon cultivators being arrogant!"
Ye Chen laughed loudly, soaring into the air while grasping his saber. His figure nimbly went out the window of the inn.
"Whoosh!" Feng Ziyi's figure followed. Most people could not even see his figure, only a shadow following after.
"Let's go, quickly. A battle between the Northern Sea Alliance's Young Alliance Chief and a Demonic World royal clan outstanding talent is something we have to watch!"
The crowded hall immediately emptied out. Several cultivators took the opportunity to leave without paying their bills. This angered the owner of the inn so much that he kept cursing nonstop.
Ye Chen and Feng Ziyi, two characters that feared nothing, fought in the busy street.
However, their strengths were about equal. Neither could quickly defeat the other.
Feng Ziyi held the advantage in speed, so incredibly fast that he caught people off guard, not even letting them clearly see his shadow.
Ye Chen excelled at technique. He directly extended his Saber Domain and forcefully slowed down Feng Ziyi.
Ye Chen's Martial Techniques were broad and vast, covering a large area with each swing. Since he could not clearly see his opponent, he was more unrestrained. All he needed to do was figure out the rough position of the other party.
As the two clashed, they fought to their heart's content. However, it caused problems for the hawkers with stalls at the sides and the passersby.
"Hahaha! If that is all the strength you have, no wonder you embarrassed yourself all three times you came to the Dragon's Gate."
When Ye Chen spoke, he did not hold back at all, not giving Feng Ziyi any face and continuously mocking him.
Feng Ziyi felt very frustrated. Several times he almost could not refrain from releasing his innate Martial Technique that came from his royal bloodline.
"How long are they going to keep fighting? We can't run our business."
"Why is the Dragon's Gate's Law Enforcement Unit not here yet?"
"Even if they come, what can they do? These two people are major characters with incredible backgrounds. Even the older-generation Martial Emperors can't suppress them. If not for the restrictions in the city, these two would have destroyed half the street already."
The guests watched happily, but the hawkers felt very bitter and depressed.
"Fighting in Heavenly Dragon City is prohibited. If you cannot accept this, the Dragon's Gate will deal with you according to the rules."
Just at this moment, a voice came from the distance. The clear voice contained undeniable might.
"The City Lord is here!"
"The City Lord is finally here. Things are going to be fine now."
After hearing this voice, some people immediately cheered in joy. The cultivators watching the excitement looked quickly towards that voice.
All of them wanted to see how pretty this legendary beauty of a City Lord was.
The two in the intense fight were currently fighting to their heart's content and unwilling to stop, so they ignored this voice.
"Bang!"
Then, a flame even more intense than the sun landed right between Ye Chen and Feng Ziyi. There was a loud sound as the flame burst. With the strong explosion, the two had to stop fighting.
However, that was not all. The instant light flared, a flickering white figure threw two palm strikes.
Ye Chen and Feng Ziyi both moved to defend themselves but still got struck. Blood leaked out of the corners of their lips as they went flying back.
"Hehe! Elder Sister Mo Chen, after two years of separation, you have become more powerful."
Ye Chen wiped the blood off his lips and watched as the flames scattered. The light illuminated the fairy-like Mo Chen as he smiled without a care.
As for Feng Ziyi, he did not dare to show his temper after receiving this palm strike; he circulated his energy to treat himself.
"How pretty! No wonder the Azure Dragon King was willing to jump off his Emperor's Road for her. If it were me, I would jump too."
"Scram. Not just anyone can have City Lord Mo serve as their protector. Furthermore, back then, the Azure Dragon King did not jump off his Emperor's Road just for the City Lord."
"Tut! What is the point of being so loyal? If it were me, I would not have jumped. If he had not jumped, he would not be in such a sorry state. Now, almost everyone has forgotten even his name."
"That's true. A moment of rashness, and blood stained the sky. It looked like loyalty, but he failed to live up to expectations. He even had so many Holy Masters protecting him, as well as a group of Martial Emperors who fell."
That one jump was very shocking. Even after five years, when the Azure Dragon King's name was almost forgotten, Xiao Chen's final action on the Emperor's Road was still bruited about.
The unveiled Mo Chen was so pretty that no one dared to look directly at her. Her title of the top beauty in the Cloud Sea Domain was well-deserved.
After advancing to Martial Emperor, she gained a certain charm, exuding a sense of holiness that could not be profaned.
"Feng Ziyi, what are you back here for?" Mo Chen demanded coldly with a frown as she looked at the Winged Demon.
Feng Ziyi replied indifferently, "I'm here for Xiao Chen. Back in the Sky Dome Realm, I swore that I would definitely fight him again after I advanced to Martial Emperor."
Mo Chen turned her head and asked Ye Chen, "What about you?"
Ye Chen replied with a smile, "What a coincidence! I'm here to look for Brother Xiao Chen as well."
Mo Chen said calmly, "I already said this before. Big Brother Xiao Chen is not in Heavenly Dragon City. Three years ago, he left after I advanced to Martial Emperor and has not returned even until today."
"Before I see Xiao Chen, I, Feng Ziyi, absolutely will not give up. I will definitely come back after one year."
Having said that, Feng Ziyi turned into a gust of strong wind and disappeared without a trace.
When the crowd dispersed, Ye Chen returned to the City Lord's Residence with Mo Chen. He asked, "City Lord Mo, now that there are no outsiders, please tell me where Brother Xiao Chen is now. I have something that I need to discuss with him."
Mo Chen stopped in her tracks when she heard this, a complicated expression on her pretty face. After a while, she sighed and said, "I do not know where he is, either. Before he left, he only said a few words to me."
"What words?" Ye Chen asked out of curiosity.
"That he will naturally appear again when he finds his own Dao, and that we do not need to worry," Mo Chen replied softly.
She still vividly remembered the scene of their parting. After Xiao Chen personally saw her remove her veil, he, who had been silent for two years, revealed a rare smile and spoke.
Those were very precious words, but they were words of separation.
Mo Chen believed that if not for Xiao Chen wanting to see her advance to Martial Emperor, he would have left much earlier.
However, it had been three years, and there had been no news of him at all. Since he had not returned, did it mean that he had not found his Dao yet?