Chapter 1112 - 1111: One Finger

Xu Flame!

The chief disciple of the Cyan Flame Sect!

A top-tier Human Immortal!

The mightiest among the contemporary younger generation.

Boom!

As Xu Flame entered, the previously lively hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone gazed at the young man striding in with awe on their faces.

"Such bad luck!"

"Didn't expect to run into Xu Flame... this Dragon Tongue Fruit is likely to change hands!"

"Indeed, he's a Fierce God!"

The crowd's gaze towards Ye Qingchen, Zhu Jin, and Li Mo instantly shifted from envy to schadenfreude!

A Dragon Tongue Fruit.

Could potentially bring great disaster!

Li Mo even felt a jolt of fear, almost grinding his teeth to pieces, though extremely reluctant inside, he still immediately nodded and bowed, saying, "So it is Young Master Xu!"

"No need for formality, no need for formality!"

"Since you fancy this Dragon Tongue Fruit, I will gladly hand it over without any hesitation!"

Li Mo, being a Supreme Elder of a sect, having great seniority, looked incredibly ridiculous while bowing and scraping before Xu Flame. Yet, nobody dared to laugh; they found it only natural instead!

"Since so, then hand it over!" Xu Flame said blandly, his tone undeniably casual, as if everything was rightfully so.

Li Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Dragon Tongue Fruit is indeed precious.

But one's life is even more rare! Although both he and Xu Flame are top-tier Human Immortals, the latter is a major disciple of a big sect; if real combat ensued, he would be no match at all.

Moreover, other disciples of the Cyan Flame Sect aren't to be trifled with.

He could only accept fate, though feeling extremely aggrieved inside.

However!

Just when he was about to retrieve that Dragon Tongue Fruit, another hand stopped him. Li Mo raised his head to see a young man in wide sleeved robes standing there with a half-smile.

It was Ye Qingchen!

"What are you doing?" Li Mo asked in astonishment.

"The Dragon Tongue Fruit is mine. Do you think you can have it without asking me?" Ye Qingchen ignored him but gazed towards Xu Flame instead.

"You?"

Only then did Xu Flame notice Ye Qingchen standing beside him; he spoke with a sly smile, "I recognize you. You are the one who bragged shamelessly outside Li Huo Palace!"

"So? You want what I'm holding, yet you dare not take it?" Xu Flame said, his squinting eyes fleetingly cold.

"I won't give it to you, so what can you do?" Ye Qingchen said with a playful smile.

Boom!

His words, the surrounding burst into uproar.

Everyone incredulously looked at Ye Qingchen.

This is simply courting death!

To know.

The whole Jiulong City belongs to the Cyan Flame Sect. With Xu Flame's status, he can almost walk sideways. Didn't see how the Supreme Elder from the Xuri Sect acted reverently in front of him!

What are you? How dare you speak to him like that, knowing that just a word from him can grind you into powder!

"What did you say?"

Xu Flame's eyes grew fiercer with cold intent.

This was his first time being refused!

Those around further regarded Ye Qingchen as though looking at an idiot, many shook their heads and sighed. Daring to challenge Xu Flame inside Li Huo Palace, it's simply having a death wish!

"You're crazy!"

Li Mo beside them muttered in a low voice:

"He wants the Dragon Tongue Fruit, then give it to him! Do you know who he is, his status? Beware that not only you, even your family, your backer might suffer because of you!"

"This is the Spirit Fruit I acquired, how can I let others have it?" Ye Qingchen looked innocent, "I don't believe they dare to forcibly grab it!"

Upon hearing this, Li Mo wished he could slap him to death, "You lack the sense of danger... you'll harm us!"

"Don't worry, with me around, no one can touch you!" Ye Qingchen blinked his eyes.

Li Mo was so angry his nose was almost crooked, nearly spitting blood, feeling as if talking to a block of wood.

Xu Flame beside was even colder, filled with boundless killing intent.

He had traversed many lands, encountering countless arrogant men, but the likes of Ye Qingchen, who lacked the sense of death, he met for the first time. But since the other dared to provoke him, he wouldn't be merciful in the least!

Thinking of this.

His gaze turned grim, shouting sternly:

"Since you seek death, blame no one else!"

Once said.

The crowd, frightened, changed color dramatically.

Instantaneously.

With Ye Qingchen at the center, everyone swiftly scattered like avoiding a plague. Especially Li Mo, who ran faster than a rabbit. When Xu Flame spoke those words, Li Mo had already been scared witless, quickly pulling Zhu Jin away.

"Master, won't you save him?" Zhu Jin hurriedly asked.

"How can I save him?" Li Mo gritted his teeth: "I already advised him, but he refused to listen, blame not others! The Cyan Flame Sect is one of the Thirty-Six Sects, with such immense power, it's not something I, a small Supreme Elder from Xuri Sect, can meddle with!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin paled further, almost to tears of anxiety.

And then.

Ye Qingchen smiled faintly, seemingly nonchalant, and said with a sly smile, "What are you? Even if your Sect Leader Yi Tianli came, wouldn't dare say such words before me!"

"You're courting death!"

Xu Flame's face suddenly changed, eyes filled with intense killing intent.

In his heart, that Sect Leader was a peerless strong figure, a Celestial Immortal, a god-like existence among the Thirty-Six Sects, not someone a mere youngster could critique!

"I'll capture you back to the Cyan Flame Sect, casting you into the Demon Fire Furnace to have you burnt to the core!"

With the words falling.

Xu Flame's gaze sharply intensified, fury surging, a grand hand suddenly waved, his body wildly emitting True Qi like a spring, forming a massive fiery palm.

Boom!

With its appearance, the surroundings instantly felt akin to being in a furnace, the air crackled and snapped, even the mere glance toward Ye Qingchen began distorting and blurring!

"No!"

Zhu Jin cried out loudly.

Everyone around either shook their heads in cold laughter, or sighed without words, none believed Ye Qingchen could survive this calamity.

Yet seen.

Ye Qingchen slowly lifted his head, flicked his finger!

This finger flick was extremely casual, like child play. But when the finger fell, it was as shocking as thunder.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

Thunder echoed within Li Huo Palace!

In the incredulous eyes of the crowd, a white finger beam fiercely shot out. With a 'bang', the overwhelming, majestic fiery palm was unblievably penetrated.

The finger's force, pierced through Xu Flame's head, carrying a streak of blood, shot outward!

"Bang!"

A dull sound resonated.

Xu Flame fell in horror.

The vast Li Huo Palace silent as the grave!