"How dare you! You disrespect Deacon Zhou! Seize him now!"
The five Huangtian Sect disciples charged toward Ye Yunfei, their figures flashing into motion simultaneously.
Ye Yunfei extended a finger.
The five long swords trembled and vanished instantly.
In the next moment,
five sword glows, swift as lightning, blasted through the air. The horrifying, extreme sword aura enveloped the five Huangtian Sect disciples in an instant.
Swoosh!
The heads of the five Huangtian Sect disciples flew off at the same time.
Then, the five swords, ghost-like, returned to Ye Yunfei's side.
A dead silence fell around them.
Everyone stared in disbelief.
All five of those Huangtian Sect disciples were Profound Realm experts, yet they had been killed instantly with a single move!
"Your turn."
Ye Yunfei raised his head, looked up at Deacon Zhou floating high in the sky, and spoke coldly.
"Brat, you deserve death!"
Deacon Zhou’s face flushed deep crimson; veins bulged on his forehead as he trembled with rage.
Boom boom boom!
In his fury, Deacon Zhou’s spiritual power surged forth like vast rivers, rolling and churning with overwhelming force.
Bang!
He slapped a palm towards Ye Yunfei. A gigantic palm condensed from spiritual energy, spanning several acres, carrying terrifying energy pressure, smashed toward Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei stood unmoving and pointed with a finger.
Swoosh…
The five swords shot out simultaneously.
Boom…
The five swords resonated with one another, trailing five long, arching sword rainbows like a heavenly river across the sky, meeting the giant palm head-on.
The astonishing sword aura shook the space for dozens of miles in every direction!
Crash!
The five swords collided with the giant spiritual palm.
Crack!
The seemingly overwhelmingly powerful spiritual palm instantly fractured, riddled with cracks, then directly exploded to pieces before everyone’s eyes.
Rumble…
The five swords didn’t slow in the slightest; streaking high across the sky, they pulled five brilliant, pillar-like sword rainbows, roaring thunderously as they cleaved toward Deacon Zhou.
"You… Brat! You dare!"
Deacon Zhou’s face finally changed. He no longer held back, releasing all his spiritual power in a torrent. The heavens and earth filled with his spiritual pressure, boiling and roaring like a turbulent sea.
Boom!
In desperation, Deacon Zhou stepped forward, his feet stamping the world, and threw a punch.
As this punch struck out, it turned the world upside down. The air for miles around retreated frantically; a violent, extreme fist aura dominated this space.
A phantom image of a white elephant manifested behind him, as if cast from white jade, crystal clear and dazzling to behold.
Boom!
The five swords converged on a single point, simultaneously slashing down upon Deacon Zhou’s fist.
Thump!
Deacon Zhou’s entire arm exploded into fragments.
Swish swish…
The five swords flashed by, shredding Deacon Zhou’s body into over a dozen pieces.
Deacon Zhou didn’t even have time to scream before he was dismembered, dying a wretched death in midair.
"A mere early Saint Realm cultivator, and an unstable foundation with fluctuating spiritual power—likely forced a breakthrough using spirit pills. A character like that dares to provoke me? Truly laughable."
Ye Yunfei sneered disdainfully.
The entire Tianyuan Sect headquarters remained steeped in dead silence; all eyes stared blankly at Ye Yunfei.
A Saint Realm expert, dead just like that?
Clang!
The giant sword, no longer under control, plummeted downward.
Ye Yunfei pointed, and the five swords flew out, catching the Empress Dowager and the emperor, bringing them back to his side.
"Now it’s your turn, you two."
Ye Yunfei’s gaze turned to Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing.
Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing both looked ashen, their faces filled with terror.
"Ye Yunfei, what do you intend to do!"
In their panic, Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing backed away repeatedly.
As the words fell.
Swish swish…
The five swords beside Ye Yunfei slashed toward them like lightning.
Crack…
Amidst agonized screams, both Luo Fengyang’s and Su Deqing’s arms and legs were severed, leaving only their bloody torsos and heads to tumble onto the ground some distance away.
"Elder Ren! Sect Leader! Save us!"
Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing cried out in terror.
"The two of you sought to annihilate my Ye Family clan. Today, no one can save you."
Ye Yunfei sneered.
Elder Ren glanced at the tragic state of Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing, let out a soft sigh, and opened his mouth as if to speak but ultimately said nothing.
After all, just moments ago, Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing had willingly led Deacon Zhou to the small peak where the Ye Family resided, aiming to wipe them out.
Elder Ren knew that, given Ye Yunfei’s nature, he would never let Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing go.
"Die now."
Ye Yunfei said indifferently.
Hum…
The hum of sword resonance sounded again. The five swords shot forth.
Ah! Ah!
Two miserable screams rang out. The five swords slashed through, instantly slicing Luo Fengyang and Su Deqing into dozens of segments. Severed limbs and shattered corpses flew in all directions.
Watching the two elders die so miserably on the spot, everyone in Tianyuan Sect remained silent.
"Elder Ren, Sect Leader, I’ve killed these two. Do you have any objections?"
Ye Yunfei stowed the five swords, his gaze turning to Elder Ren and Shi Zongyang, his lips curved with a hint of derisive amusement.
"What can I say? They brought this upon themselves."
Elder Ren sighed.
This lad—only after killing them does he ask if we have any objections.
Shi Zongyang couldn’t help curling his lips.
"Good, then. Let me tend to everyone’s wounds first."
Ye Yunfei retrieved over a dozen vials of healing spirit pills from his spatial ring and distributed them.
All of these healing spirit pills were Fifth-Grade Spirit Pills!
During this period, Ye Yunfei had purchased vast quantities of medicinal herbs.
Huang Shang spent most of his time inside the cauldron concocting pills.
Therefore, by now, Ye Yunfei held a staggering number of spirit pills.
Soon, all the healing spirit pills he’d produced were handed out.
These were all Fifth-Grade healing spirit pills; their efficacy in treating wounds was, of course, astonishing.
Elder Ren and Shi Zongyang stared at the dozen vials, profoundly awed.
"Elder Ren, why do I get the feeling that, for Ye Yunfei, Fifth-Grade Spirit Pills are as plentiful as grains in a granary, inexhaustible and always available whenever he needs them?"
Shi Zongyang whispered to Elder Ren.
"I feel the same way."
Elder Ren replied with a bitter smile.
"Elder Ren, this time, our gamble was right. Your guess was correct. Those five spirit swords of Ye Yunfei’s could indeed confront Saint Realm experts."
Shi Zongyang said.
"No, not necessarily. It’s still too early to tell whether we gambled right or wrong. Next, we must continue facing the Huangtian Sect’s retaliation. No matter what, though, now our Tianyuan Sect is firmly bound to Ye Yunfei. Our sect’s fate can only hinge upon Ye Yunfei."
Elder Ren sighed softly.
"True."
Shi Zongyang nodded.
Half a day later.
In Tianyuan Sect’s main conference hall.
Ye Yunfei, Elder Ren, Shi Zongyang, the Empress Dowager, the emperor, the Wood Peak Master, and the Fire Peak Master were all present.
Both Elder Ren and the Empress Dowager had been severely wounded; Elder Ren’s left arm was severed.
However, after consuming the healing spirit pills Ye Yunfei provided, their wounds began to recover swiftly.
After all, both were at the late Profound Realm.
"Ye Yunfei, Huangtian Sect definitely won’t let this end here."
Elder Ren said to Ye Yunfei.