The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

The night was dark, and Ye Chen was sitting cross-legged on the hotel bed with five hearts.

The light of the stars and the moon shone in through the window, converging into dots of star power like fireflies, as if being drawn by invisible silk threads, converging towards Ye Chen, forming a silver-white mist that enveloped him and penetrated into his body. in the body.

Suddenly, a crisp sound like popping beans came from Ye Chen's body, and traces of blood and impurities seeped out from the pores of his body.

The Book of Changes cuts the marrow and returns to the innate.

Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The Heavens Yushen Zhang is worthy of the miraculous work that directly points to the Dao, and it has completed the foundation building so quickly.

The Gods of the Heavens has a total of eleven layers, corresponding to the eleven realms of cultivating immortals: Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Yuanying, Huashen, Faxiang, Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, Daluo Jinxian, Zhunsheng Great Emperor and Hun Yuan sage.

Among them, the first stage of building the foundation is to change the tendons and cut the marrow, so that the body can return to the innate and innocent body. Only when this is done, can it be regarded as truly embarking on the road of cultivating immortals.

Ordinary cultivators, even if they have outstanding talents, need to accumulate Qi training and polishing to build a foundation. It is impossible without ten or eight years of hard work.

But Ye Chen only took one day, to be exact, he did it in half a night.

This aspect is of course because Ye Chen's own realm is high, and he can improve as much as he wants without step by step.

But on the other hand, I have to admit the power of the Gods of the Heavens. If it were other exercises, it would be impossible to absorb enough energy to cut the marrow of the Book of Changes so quickly.

With a random swing of the fist, there is a crackling sound of breaking the air, full of explosive feeling.

After entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, Ye Chen's physical quality has greatly improved in all aspects, and his strength and speed have begun to exceed the limits of the normal human body. Now even if those heavyweight world boxing champions are brought to confront him, they can only kneel down. .

Ye Chen went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, cleaned off the dirt from his body, then put on his clothes and left the hotel.

It's time to do some reckoning.

Thinking of him as the majestic Night Demon Lord, he has always been the only one who hunts and kills others. When was he forced to be so miserable?

It's okay if his physical condition didn't allow it before, but now his body has recovered and his strength has advanced to the foundation-building stage. If he continues to pretend to be a grandson, then he will be a ten thousand-year-old tortoise, not the king of the demon world!

After leaving the hotel, Ye Chen walked towards the city center.

Although he didn't even know where those men in black were staying, it wasn't difficult to find them as long as he wanted to.

...

Ask you something, have you seen this person today?

On the side of the street, in a clinic that was still open at night, a young man with a tuft of yellow hair burning on his head waved a photo in front of the clinic doctor and asked in a vicious voice.

No, I haven't seen it.

The clinic doctor timidly shook his head.

If you see it, remember to call me and let me know. It will be of your benefit then, do you hear me?

Well, definitely, definitely.

Hell, why not.

The yellow-haired young man came out of the clinic cursing.

At this time, he should have watched the scene in the bar, chatted with the chicks in the bar, and played farts, and occasionally had a friendship shot or something. How nourishing is that little life. It's not like now, in the middle of the night, I have to come out to blow the cold wind to find someone.

But there is no way, it was ordered by his boss Brother Dao, who made him a younger brother.

What the hell, I'm so tired that I come out to drink in the middle of the night, don't let me find you...

Just as he was venting his displeasure, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink and was slapped heavily: Boy,

are you looking for me

Who the hell, I'm looking for your mother...uh!

The yellow-haired young man's mouth was dirty, and he turned around to see who was itchy and wanted to beat him up, so he came to make fun of him.

But he had just turned around, and before he could see who the opponent was, he felt a hard punch in the stomach, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, and fell to his knees with a plop On the ground, curled up on the ground clutching his painful abdomen, like a boiled prawn.

Who... are you... wanting to die?

It seems you are still awake.

Ye Chen shook his head lightly, stepped forward and kicked the yellow-haired young man.

The yellow-haired young man screamed and was kicked out. After flying five or six meters, he fell to the ground. He rolled for three or four meters before stopping. His face turned purple and he vomited bile.

Brother...don't hit me, I was wrong, please forgive me.

After being hit twice in a row, the yellow-haired young man finally knew how to speak.

At this time, he finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, wasn't it the person who sent a photo to ask him to find him, but he didn't expect that they would take the initiative to find him.

If you are so good, you don't need to be beaten?

Ye Chen walked up to the yellow-haired young man, knelt down and patted the other's cheek lightly: Who told you to find me, take me to see him.

This is Ye Chen's method.

He knew that those men in black would definitely mobilize their strength to find him, so as long as he followed the clues in turn, he would naturally find them.

...

Not long after, Ye Chen followed the yellow-haired youth to a bar called Ye Paris.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen, who got what he wanted, left the bar with a smile after a heart-to-heart talk with the old man of the yellow-haired youth.

It's just that his way of heart-to-heart talk may have been a little rough. As soon as he left, the Dao brother and several seriously injured younger brothers were taken to the hospital by taxi.

...

An hour later, a taxi stopped in front of Haoting Hotel in Shengtian City.

Ye Chen got off the taxi and looked up at the luxurious hotel.

Haoting Hotel is one of the few five-star hotels in Shengtian City. It is located in the bustling area of ​​the city center. The decoration is luxurious and elegant, but the price is not affordable. Even if it is the most common standard room, you can stay for one night. It costs more than one thousand Chinese yuan, and some high-end rooms cost thousands or even tens of thousands of Chinese yuan.

You must know that in a big second-tier city like Shengtian City, the monthly salary of an ordinary white-collar worker is only a few thousand Chinese yuan.

According to the information that Ye Chen inquired from Brother Dao before, those men in black who hunted him down lived here.

At this time, Ye Chen's image was quite different from before. Not only did he change his clothes and wear a hat, but his appearance also changed a little.

After all, he came here to seek revenge, so a proper disguise and protection is still necessary.

As a foundation-building realm cultivator, controlling the muscles and nerves in a short period of time and adjusting one's appearance is simply a piece of cake.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile, and he walked into the hotel.