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Wei Qing's composure vanished completely.

He has lived for over seventy years and has seen all kinds of storms.

Twenty years ago, his meridians were shattered by Su Youdao's Breaking Palm, and he was saved by the person behind him when he was on the verge of death.

Ten years ago, he ventured alone into the Western Desert and single-handedly took on the largest bandit gang in the area.

Five years ago, the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce fell apart, and he personally burned the banner that had been hanging for twenty-five years.

He had never known fear in his life, but the power erupting from Ye Chen's body at this moment gave him an extremely dangerous feeling for the first time.

The Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp is the true core of this ancient tomb, containing a wisp of the tomb owner's true energy from his peak period.

For hundreds of years, this wisp of true energy has been sealed within the lamp wick, waiting for a destined person.

Su Youdao climbed the tower three times in the past, trying to take the bronze lamp but failing, because he could not trigger the conditions for the bronze lamp to recognize its owner.

That lamp only recognizes the disciples of Medicine King Valley who can withstand its power.

And Ye Chen was precisely the person it had been waiting for for three hundred years.

Ye Chen stood still, his body seemingly enveloped by an invisible flame. His clothes fluttered without wind, and even the surrounding pebbles were blown away by this aura.

He slightly raised his right palm, the golden light in his palm so intense it was almost dripping out. Every meridian was crackling, being washed and reshaped by the ancient and pure Medicine King Valley true energy, becoming even more resilient and expansive than before.

His gaze was no longer casual or playful; instead, it held an intense focus, like a newly sharpened sword, chilling to the bone.

Wei Qing made a move.

This time he held back, his figure flashing out like a ghost, striking Ye Chen's chest with both palms.

Ye Chen did not dodge. He stepped forward with his right foot, his right palm meeting Wei Qing's palms, golden light condensing into a dazzling ball of light in his palm.

The two men's palms met, and the power of the Dragon Heart Copper Lamp poured out like a flood bursting its banks, crashing against Wei Qing's palm with overwhelming force.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the entire stone palace shook violently, and fluorite from the dome fell like a blue rain.

The jade coffin on the high platform was also thrown several feet by the shockwave, and the three bronze lamps rolled onto the table, jingling loudly.

The walls of the stone hall were cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, and dust and smoke filled the air, with gravel falling like rain.

Wei Qing retreated backward, his feet carving two deep furrows in the bluestone ground, until he barely managed to stand at the edge of the stone hall.

His arms trembled violently, his sleeves were torn to shreds, and the palms of his hands were charred black, with wisps of white smoke rising faintly.

He looked up at Ye Chen, his ancient face filled with shock and fear for the first time.

He had practiced his skills for over fifty years, yet he was at a disadvantage in a palm strike against this young man.

Ye Chen only took one step back, but the sleeve of his entire right arm was shattered into powder, revealing a sculpted arm covered in golden patterns.

The patterns resembled some kind of ancient runes, extending from the shoulder to the fingertips, radiating a warm yet domineering light.

He felt he had never been so powerful, with every muscle and bone in his body bearing the power of the Dragon Heart.

"Impossible! This power... you can't withstand it for long. The power of the Dragon Heart will backfire on your body. I don't believe you can last forever!"

"You talk too much nonsense." Ye Chen moved swiftly, rushing towards Wei Qing like a golden meteor.

Ye Chen did not use the Breaking Palm again, because the Breaking Palm was no longer sufficient to bear the power of the Dragon Heart.

He subconsciously began to use a set of palm techniques that he had seen in the books of Medicine King Valley but had never mastered due to insufficient skill. It was an introductory palm technique recorded in the Heavenly Physician's Creation Manual.

With a single palm strike, golden light surged forth, the palm shadow split into three, then merged into one, aiming straight for Wei Qing's chest.

Wei Qing desperately mobilized all his strength to resist, striking out with both palms, but this time he couldn't hold on. He was blasted away, his body smashing through a stone pillar before crashing into the wall of the stone hall, creating a large dent in the wall.

Wei Qing slid down the wall, knelt on one knee, and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his chest red.

"You...you can actually activate the Seal of Life and Death...you didn't even collect all three rubbings...how did you do it?" Wei Qing's pupils were filled with disbelief.

"Because the starting stance of the Life and Death Seal is inside the bronze lamp, the tomb owner left the most crucial move in the wick. I understood it the moment the Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp recognized its master." Ye Chen slowly walked up to Wei Qing, surrounded by golden light, each step carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

Ye Chen stopped and looked down at the culprit who had killed his uncle and Jiang Ruoxi's father twenty years ago. His gaze was as cold as a knife: "Twenty years ago, you forced Su Youdao to his death, killed Jiang Yuanshan, and stole the Jiang family's rubbing. Now I'm giving you a choice: hand over the rubbing and reveal all the information about the organization behind you, or this stone hall will be your grave today, Wei Qing."

Wei Qing gave a bitter laugh and struggled to stand up, but his legs were too weak and he knelt back down.

He looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes devoid of any pleading, only filled with a bone-deep resentment and unwillingness: "Boy, you think killing me will end everything? Too naive. The power of that organization is beyond your imagination. Even the Dragon Heart Power is nothing before them. The Heavenly Physician's Creation Technique will fall into their hands sooner or later. I'll be waiting for you underground, waiting for the day you kneel and be crushed by them!"

Ye Chen's gaze sharpened, and he slowly raised his right palm.

"I never kill those who are powerless to fight back. When you forced my uncle to his death, did you ever think of giving him a chance to fight back?" Ye Chen's voice was deep and emotionless, yet it was more chilling than a roar.

"Since you've chosen the second path, I'll grant your wish."

As Wei Qing watched the hand rise higher and higher, he suddenly burst into laughter, a shrill and manic laugh that echoed endlessly in the empty stone hall.

He suddenly pulled a black jade pendant from his pocket and crushed it with the last of his inner strength.

Wei Qing laughed wildly, looking at Ye Chen, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes shone with a frightening light.

"You can't hide. Once the successor of the Dragon Heart's power appears, they will pounce like wolves smelling blood. Unless you kill me now and escape to the ends of the earth, none of you—you, Jiang Ruoxi, Ayiguli, or that ghost servant—will escape!"

Ye Chen's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Wei Qing's move was extremely insidious. He clearly knew that he was doomed today, so he simply gambled with his life, attracting an even bigger enemy.

At this moment, the sky was beginning to lighten, and the world outside Dragon Hidden Mountain was awakening.

Jiang Ruoxi, she is still waiting for him to come back.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he opened his eyes, and his right palm slammed down, silencing Wei Qing abruptly.

This once powerful leader of the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce finally ended his life in the Longxin Ancient Cave, returning to dust.

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and turned to walk towards Ayiguli.

She slumped down beside the stone pillar, staring blankly at him, tears mingling with blood streaming down her face, whether from shock, relief, or something else, she didn't know.

Ye Chen squatted down, took out the small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out the medicinal powder and applied it to her wound, his movements gentle and efficient.

"It's alright, don't cry, my dear niece. I've avenged your adoptive father, who didn't get to do it. Now, let's go home. Ruoxi is still waiting for us."

He helped Ayiguli up, then turned and walked to the jade coffin, respectfully kowtowing three times before rearranging the three bronze lamps that had rolled onto the table.

Then he picked up Aygul and walked step by step down the path they had come from towards the ground.

The Gate of the Dragon Heart slowly closed behind them, and dawn was breaking on Dragon Hidden Mountain.