Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

The spiritual power of Patriarch Linghu was instantly frozen under this strike.

His powerful magical energy, honed through eight hundred years of arduous cultivation, and his immense cultivation at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, remained as still as a frozen river at this moment.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

"Ancestor!"

Hong Fu cried out in surprise.

Her fingers trembled slightly, not just from fear, but also from disbelief.

She was the first person in Huangfeng Valley to reach the Core Formation stage, and she knew very well how profound the ancestor's cultivation was.

At the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, only Nangong Yue of the Hidden Moon Sect could rival him in the entire cultivation world of Yue Kingdom. Yet, such a being was choked within three moves.

Li Huayuan stood frozen in place, his face ashen.

He had fought his entire life, never fearing powerful enemies, but what this cultivator before him displayed was not overwhelming power, but rather a contempt for power...

In front of him, Patriarch Linghu was like a child waving a wooden sword, not even worthy of the other party's attention.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators in the hall were completely silent. Some had weak legs, some were covered in cold sweat, and some even forgot to breathe.

They had witnessed the power of high-level cultivators, where mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and magical treasures flew everywhere. But tonight's scene was beyond their comprehension...

Crush them!

A complete and utter crushing defeat!

Standing outside the palace gate, Nangong Wan's cool and pretty face revealed an expression she had never shown in front of others before.

It wasn't just fear, but also a profound sense of bewilderment.

She always thought she stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world in Yue Kingdom, having reached the mid-stage of Core Formation at a young age, the pride of the Hidden Moon Sect, and with the potential to reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

But now, she finds herself not even getting close to the door.

Linghu Laozu was a peer of her master Nangong Yue, someone she had looked up to since childhood. Yet, such a person was grabbed by the throat within three moves.

"this……"

Han Li stood aside, silently watching his father grab the neck of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. His expression was calm, but his palms were sweaty.

He silently reassessed his father's combat strength in his mind, then doubled the number, but he was still unsure whether he had underestimated him...

"How is that possible?!"

Among the Qi Refining disciples, Nie Ying stared wide-eyed, her expression filled with disbelief.

Her skin was as white as snow, her face radiant, she had the appearance of a celestial being, her waist was as slender as a willow, her neck was beautiful, she wore a blue palace dress, and her black hair was tied up in a high bun.

She was so beautiful that one dared not look up at her, for her entire being exuded an ethereal and otherworldly aura, yet at this moment she was clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands.

"Old Master Linghu actually lost?!"

Beside her, Dong Xuan'er was equally dumbfounded.

She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, yet she possessed an innate allure and a captivating charm that bewitched all beings; she was truly a natural beauty.

Between her two delicate eyebrows, there was a subtle, alluring charm, so faint yet so captivating that it was more enticing than any overt seductive allure.

Dong Xuan'er stood next to Nie Ying. The two girls exchanged a glance and saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

They were merely Qi Refining stage disciples; battles at the Nascent Soul level were like thunderclaps from the sky to them, but even they could see it...

The contest between Linghu Laozu and Ye Chen was not even in the same league.

Ye Chen looked down at Linghu Patriarch, whom he held in his hand, his gaze calm as still water.

"Young friend Linghu, shall we continue?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.

Linghu Patriarch still had bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and his withered body trembled slightly in Ye Chen's hands.

He lived for eight hundred years, experienced two massacres of his family, was chased by the demonic forces to the heavens and the earth, and once ventured alone into an ancient ruin, narrowly escaping death.

But he had never felt such a bone-chilling cold as he did at this moment.

His eight hundred years of experience told him that the strength displayed by the man before him was something that a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could not contend with.

He even suspected that even if Wei Wuyai of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance and Hehuan Laomo of the Hehuan Sect, both late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, stood here, they might not be able to gain any advantage.

"This old man..."

Linghu Laozu's throat bobbed slightly, and a hoarse voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I am willing to lead Huangfeng Valley to submit to the Heavenly Dao Sect."

Ye Chen released his grip and took a step back.

Linghu Patriarch staggered before regaining his balance. He didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but instead slowly turned around to face the disciples of Huangfeng Valley who filled the hall.

Hong Fu, Li Huayuan and several other Core Formation cultivators, Zhong Lingdao and dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, as well as the densely packed Qi Refining disciples standing in the square outside the hall.

Under the moonlight, tens of thousands of faces stared at him, their eyes filled with shock, fear, confusion, and resentment.

Linghu the Elder paused for a moment, then slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing upward, and said loudly:

"From this day forward, Huangfeng Valley will be incorporated into the Tiandao Sect and placed under the command of Sect Master Ye. All disciples in our valley shall abide by the rules and regulations of the Tiandao Sect and shall not disobey them."

His voice was old and hoarse, yet as steady as a rock.

The Yellow Maple Valley was deathly silent; no one dared to utter a sound.

A moment later, Hong Fu was the first to lower her head and kneel on one knee.

Elders at the Core Formation stage, including Li Huayuan and Lei Wanhe, followed closely behind.

Then Zhong Lingdao and dozens of other Foundation Establishment cultivators knelt down in unison.

On the plaza outside the palace gate, thousands of Qi Refining stage disciples knelt down like a tide, a dark mass stretching into the depths of darkness where the moonlight could not reach.

Ye Chen turned around and walked out of the main hall.

The moonlight shone on his pale white robe, casting an extremely long shadow on him.

He stood at the top of the stone steps, looking at the thousands of disciples kneeling in the square, his eyes as calm as a deep pool.

Han Li walked behind him and remained silent.

"Were you scared?"

Ye Chen didn't turn his head, his tone carrying a faint smile.

"A little."

Han Li honestly admitted it.

He still underestimated his father's cultivation level.

"You'll get used to it. I'm just one step ahead of you. The future is ultimately yours," Ye Chen encouraged him.

"My son is a man with the countenance of a Taoist patriarch."

Han Li fell silent.

……

One person suppresses one sect!

The news of Huangfeng Valley's surrender spread throughout the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom faster than the fastest sound transmission talisman.

A powerful cultivation sect with a thousand-year-old lineage and a mid-stage Nascent Soul ancestor in charge was attacked by a single person who crushed the mid-stage Nascent Soul ancestor, Linghu, within a few moves.

None of the thousands of cultivators in the entire Yellow Maple Valley could escape; they could only kneel and submit.

When the news reached the Hidden Moon Sect, the entire sect was thrown into an unprecedented uproar.

The Hidden Moon Sect's protective mountain formation is fully activated.

All the Core Formation Elders were urgently recalled from their seclusion.

Dozens of streaks of light shuttled endlessly above the sect, and everyone's face had the same question written on it: Just how strong is Ye Chen?

Inside the council hall of the Hidden Moon Sect.

A woman in white sat upright in the main seat. Her temperament was somewhat similar to Nangong Wan's, but she had a sharp and imposing air about her.

Nangong Yue.

The Grand Elder of the Hidden Moon Sect is the most powerful cultivator in the entire Yue Kingdom's cultivation world. He is a veteran mid-Nascent Soul cultivator and is said to be not far from the late-Nascent Soul stage.

"Did Huangfeng Valley surrender?"