“Your father has come?
Pan Wanjun, is your father perhaps the Lord of Longevity Palace?”
Ye Yunfei gazed at the sharp, formidable figure streaking across the sky from afar and frowned slightly.
The newcomer’s strength was exceptionally powerful. Ye Yunfei thought it over; within the entire Longevity Palace, there couldn’t be many experts possessing this level of might.
Moreover, since this was Pan Wanjun’s father, Ye Yunfei guessed it was most likely the Palace Lord himself.
“Correct. My father is indeed the Lord of Longevity Palace,” Pan Wanjun nodded.
“Your father seems to have some misunderstanding about me,” Ye Yunfei said with a wry smile.
*Boom!*
Before Ye Yunfei’s words had even faded, a middle-aged man descended before Pan Wanjun and Rou’er like a meteorite from the heavens.
The Lord of Longevity Palace had arrived!
“You scoundrel Su Fei! How dare you lay hands on people of my Longevity Palace! Die!”
The Palace Lord immediately shielded Pan Wanjun and Rou’er with his figure, his face filled with rage as he flicked his sleeve violently toward Ye Yunfei.
*Rumble…*
His sleeve continuously expanded, billowing in the wind. From within the sleeve, images of majestic mountains, vast earth, flowing rivers, sun, moon, and stars—a myriad of wondrous phenomena—materialized.
Ye Yunfei was inwardly astonished, recognizing this as an extremely profound technique known as the Sleeve Cosmos.
*Boom! Boom!*
Wherever the Palace Lord’s sleeve passed, space shattered and collapsed incessantly.
With a roll of his own sleeve, Ye Yunfei swept Situ Kong’er and the others along, taking a single step to retreat far from the Palace Lord.
*Rumble…*
Unrelenting, the Palace Lord’s sleeve elongated continuously, chasing after Ye Yunfei.
“Father! What are you doing?!
Why are you attacking Su Fei?!”
Pan Wanjun clung to her father’s arm, preventing him from acting.
“Wan’er, what are you doing? Let go!
Don’t worry, with your father here, this scoundrel won’t dare do anything to you!”
The Palace Lord said in a deep voice.
However, fearing he might harm his daughter, he greatly slowed the force and ferocity of his assault.
“Master, Su Fei is not a bad person! He has done nothing to the two of us!
On the contrary, he has helped us a great deal!”
Rou’er also stepped forward, placing herself in front of the Palace Lord.
Although she held the status of a maidservant, she had grown up with Pan Wanjun since childhood. The Palace Lord had always treated her as his own daughter, so her interactions with him were quite casual.
“Helped you? With what?”
The Palace Lord was momentarily stunned.
“You two chat slowly. I have something to attend to.”
Ye Yunfei’s figure blurred. Taking Situ Kong’er and the others with him, he sped off in the direction where the Demon Race had retreated.
Somewhere within Heaven Beyond Heaven stood an ancient altar.
This altar was, in fact, a cross-spatial teleportation formation.
“Speed it up!
We must first return to the Demon Realm, report the situation here to the Great Demon King, and then decide our next course of action!”
A large contingent of the Demon Race forces was rolling toward this ancient altar, clearly in disarray.
“What if that human brat discovers this altar?
If this altar is destroyed, it will be extremely difficult for us to return to this Small World in the future,” one Demon Race expert asked with concern.
“Relax. This altar possesses a self-concealment function. Once we have all teleported away, the altar will automatically hide itself deep within space," answered a Demon Venerable.
Only the Demon Venerables knew the secrets of this altar.
Not long after, the Demon Race forces arrived beside the altar.
Several members of the Demon Race stepped forward, jointly activating the teleportation altar.
*Rumble…*
Waves of time and space energy radiated from the altar.
“Board it in order!”
A Demon Venerable roared.
Following his command, the Demon Race forces began to step onto the altar in sequence.
Batch after batch of the Demon Race forces were teleported away from this world by the altar.
Soon after, the vast majority of the forces had been transmitted away.
Only a few Demon Venerables remained.
These Demon Venerables stood upon the teleportation altar, activated it, and prepared to depart.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the distant horizon. It was precisely Ye Yunfei.
“Not good! That human brat is here!
We must leave quickly and let this altar hide itself.
If that brat discovers this altar, he will certainly destroy it," one of the Demon Venerables exclaimed in shock.
A powerful teleportation energy enveloped these few Demon Venerables, whisking them away.
The next instant, the altar began to shimmer and distort continuously before vanishing completely.
This location returned to tranquility.
*Whoosh!*
Ye Yunfei, leading Situ Kong’er and the others, streaked across the sky and landed at this spot.
“Strange. Where are those Demon Race forces?
I could still faintly sense their presence moments ago. How did they vanish so abruptly?”
Situ Kong’er spoke, his face filled with confusion.
“They are no longer in this world. They have returned to the Demon Realm," Ye Yunfei replied with a light smile.
“Returned to the Demon Realm?
Could there be a passage leading to the Demon Realm here?”
Situ Kong’er asked, taken aback.
“Not a passage, but a teleportation altar.”
Ye Yunfei smiled faintly.
Ye Yunfei’s Soul Power was formidable to an extreme degree, and his attainments in the Laws of Time and Space were also profound. Upon arriving at this location, he had a general idea of what had transpired.
“Time Reversal Art!”
With a low shout, Ye Yunfei unleashed the Time Reversal Art.
Immediately, time in the location where the altar had just been began to flow backwards.
Soon, the altar began to manifest. Standing upon it were the last few Demon Venerables—the exact scene of their teleportation departure.
“So there was a teleportation altar here all along!”
Situ Kong’er and the green-robed elder, along with the others, were utterly astonished.
Ye Yunfei flicked his sleeve, causing the Time Reversal Art to lose its effect. The altar and the few Demon Venerables vanished once more.
“Master, that teleportation altar… has it been hidden away?”
Hu Miao asked.
“Yes,” Ye Yunfei nodded.
Ye Yunfei took a single step to the location where the altar had been, then released his Soul Power, probing deep into space to begin searching for the altar’s specific hidden position.
“No need for all that trouble!
Watch me!”
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm transformed into a streak of golden light and shot deep into space.
Ye Yunfei smiled faintly, took a step back, and began to wait.
Some time ago, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm’s bloodline had undergone a breakthrough, naturally elevating its ability to traverse space to a higher level.
When it came to the ability to traverse space, Ye Yunfei frankly admitted he was inferior to the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm!
After the time it took for roughly half a small hour.
*Whoosh!*
Golden light flashed as the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm shot out from within space, appearing before Ye Yunfei.
“I found that altar.
Follow me!”
the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm said proudly.
After speaking, it turned and shot back deep into space once again.
“Wait for me outside,” Ye Yunfei said to Hu Miao and the others. Then, channeling his spatial energy, he stepped forward, following the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm into the depths of space.
Soon after, Ye Yunfei, following the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, arrived before a certain altar.
“As expected, it is a long-range cross-spatial teleportation altar.
And it has existed for a very long time.
As long as this teleportation altar is destroyed, it will be exceedingly difficult for the Demon Race to come to Heaven Beyond Heaven in the future.”
Ye Yunfei approached the altar and spoke.
Thereafter, Ye Yunfei released his Soul Power and spatial energy, probing into the interior of the altar as he began to study it closely.