Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Countless thoughts were racing through Ye Chen's mind.

In the original story, after Ye Fan was taken away by the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, many cultivators on Earth paid attention to this matter.

However, the homes of those students were not investigated by supernatural forces.

But things have now gone beyond his expectations.

Was it because I also went to Mount Tai and left my mark?

He took a deep breath, suppressing his chaotic thoughts.

In any case, the person in front of me is an enemy, not a friend.

We need to find out the details first.

"Let go of Uncle Ye."

Xu Qiong's voice suddenly rang out from behind, clear and calm, "Otherwise, I'll call the police!"

She held up her phone; three numbers were already pressed on the screen.

The gray-robed man glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a hint of disdain.

"Call the police?"

He shook his head gently, a hint of pity in his voice, "Little girl, do you think mortal laws can govern me?"

Xu Qiong's finger hovered above the dial key, her brows furrowed.

Seeing this, Ye Chen reached out and stopped her.

"Sister Xu Qiong, put your phone away."

His voice was calm, his gaze fixed on the gray-robed man, "You probably can't get involved in this!"

Xu Qiong opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but saw Ye Chen shake his head slightly, his eyes filled with a solemnity she had never seen before.

She hesitated for a moment, but eventually put her phone away, though there was no sign of backing down in her eyes.

Ye Chen looked at the gray-robed man again, a smile appearing on his face.

"Senior, what do you want to ask? I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

He took two steps forward, his tone sincere, "But I really don't know where my brother went. It suddenly got dark on the mountain, and I was so scared my legs went weak. I scrambled down the mountain, and I didn't dare look back!"

The gray-robed man squinted, seemingly trying to determine the truthfulness of his words.

"Yeah?"

"Absolutely true."

Ye Chen took two more steps forward, his face quite sincere, "Senior, could you please put my dad down first? He's old and can't take any more trouble."

The man in the gray robe did not move.

Those lantern-like eyes moved slightly, and the glowing light deep within their pupils, like two swimming snakes, slowly swept over Ye Chen.

"He is indeed filial."

He chuckled, his voice not loud, but sharp like a needle pricking your ear. "Fine, I'll give you one chance."

"Now, I'll count to three. You'd better come over here obediently, and your father will be safe and sound, and you'll suffer less physical pain!"

His voice was flat, but it sounded as if it were squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"one."

Ye Chen felt a sudden sense of relief.

Instead of taking direct action, they resorted to blackmail, suggesting they were acting with considerable caution.

This situation can only mean that the person is alone, not acting as part of a group.

And the fact that he was afraid of leaving shows that his abilities were only average.

Even so, the other party was also a cultivator.

Even a cultivator at the Bitter Sea Realm is far superior to an ordinary person like him who hasn't even opened up the Bitter Sea.

"two!"

The gray-robed man's voice rang out again, colder than the previous one, like the north wind blowing through a winter night.

Ye Chen took a deep breath.

We cannot simply surrender like this.

He lowered his head slightly, as if making a final struggle, but in reality, his gaze had turned completely cold.

Nine steps to heaven.

This movement technique, derived from the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, does not rely on cultivation level; it purely uses footwork to manipulate the power of heaven and earth.

One step, a tremor; two steps, a kill; three steps, the earth shatters; four steps, mountains crumble…

He doesn't need to take all nine steps.

Just three steps are enough!

"three--"

As soon as the gray-robed man finished speaking, Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, a bitter smile of resignation on his face.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

He took a step forward.

This step was unremarkable, like a compromise forced upon them.

But the moment Ye Chen's feet touched the ground, an invisible force instantly spread out from the soles of his feet, extending deep into the earth.

The gray-robed man raised an eyebrow, as if he had noticed something, but after glancing around, everything seemed normal.

Ye Chen has already taken the second step.

This step was slightly faster than the first, as if the person was anxious and wanted to end the standoff as soon as possible.

However, the moment the second step landed, the air within a radius of several feet suddenly became viscous, as if something unseen was condensing and accumulating momentum.

The gray-robed man's pupils suddenly contracted.

"etc!"

He suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of alertness for the first time, "Stop!"

Ye Chen did not stop.

He has already taken his third step.

This step was as steady as a mountain.

The entire courtyard trembled the moment his foot landed.

The roses in the flowerbed swayed violently, cracks in the blue bricks in the corner spread like a spider web, and a low rumble came from the air, like the roar of an ancient beast awakening from its slumber.

Three steps to gather momentum, and the world changes color.

Ye Chen felt a surge of immense power rising from his feet, traveling up his legs, waist, and back, finally converging in his right leg.

That power wasn't his own.

It is the power of heaven and earth.

It was the power that the mountains, rivers, earth, and sky lent him!

Ye Chen raised his right leg and kicked hard at the gray-robed man.

This kick had no fancy moves or complicated variations.

Only pure power.

Golden light exploded at the soles of his feet, transforming into a visible shockwave that carried the power of heaven and earth, crashing down like an invisible mountain.

The gray-robed man's pupils dilated sharply, and he instinctively tried to dodge.

But it was too late.

The moment he took that step, the space within a radius of several feet seemed to be locked, as if an invisible hand was pressing him firmly to the spot, unable to move.

"you!"

He only had time to utter that one word.

Ye Chen's foot was firmly imprinted on his chest.

boom!

A dull, loud bang.

The gray-robed man flew backward like a kite with a broken string. Just as he was about to leave his hand, Ye's father was caught by a gentle force and landed steadily on the grass next to the flower bed.

The gray-robed man himself slammed hard against the courtyard wall.

At that moment, the courtyard wall made of blue bricks seemed as fragile as paper.

Bricks and stones shattered, and dust flew everywhere.

The gray-robed man was embedded in the wall, his body bent at an eerie angle, his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and a trace of dark red blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

act recklessly!

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Xu Qiong's eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, and she froze on the spot, as if she had been frozen in place.

She looked at Ye Chen, then at the figure embedded in the wall, her mind blank.

Ye Chen slowly withdrew his leg and took a deep breath.

His calves were trembling. The power of heaven and earth that had just struck was too immense, and his mortal body was almost at its limit to bear it.

"call……"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked quickly to the flowerbed, and squatted down to check on his father.