After verification, the wealth of the person in that private booth exceeds seven hundred million Spirit Crystals!
Elder Zhang quickly returned to the auction platform and announced loudly.
The entire venue erupted.
'Investigate that person's identity immediately!' Lei Lingzi whispered to an elder beside him. His face was ashen, his gaze fixed on Ye Yunfei's booth flickering with a faint trace of killing intent.
'Thoroughly investigate this person's origins!'
'Investigate!'
...
Besides Lei Lingzi, many young talents from major powers and great clans quietly gave similar orders to their attendants.
In the end,
no one else made a bid. The Yimu Sword fell into Ye Yunfei's hands.
Because, even those prodigies from the great powers and clans could not produce seven hundred million Spirit Crystals on the spot.
After obtaining the Yimu Sword, Ye Yunfei immediately slipped away from the Luohai Trading Company, emerging onto the main street and heading back towards the inn where he was staying.
Ye Yunfei was walking along when,
suddenly,
'Master, someone is following you.
Fifteen Profound Realm, four Saint Realm.'
Hu Miao's voice sounded.
'Probably got greedy at the sight of wealth,' Ye Yunfei sneered coldly and deliberately turned into a remote alley.
Inside the alley, just as Ye Yunfei was walking, his footsteps abruptly halted.
The scenery around him suddenly changed, becoming a vast expanse of white, nothing but swirling mist.
He couldn't see anything.
'Master, someone has set up an array, trapping you.
This is an Illusion Formation,' Hu Miao said immediately.
Ye Yunfei nodded.
'Kid, your face is unfamiliar.
Just who are you? Where are you from?'
A slightly portly middle-aged man walked out from the white, swirling mist. He possessed the strength of the late-stage Profound Realm.
'Is it important who I am or where I'm from?' Ye Yunfei remained unfazed, looking at the man with a placid gaze.
'Extremely important.
Because it determines your life and death,'
the middle-aged man said, looking at Ye Yunfei with a mocking glint in his eye.
'I don't think so,' Ye Yunfei replied.
'Interesting. A mere early-stage Heaven Realm cultivator actually has such courage.
Then, kid, you'll just have to come with us.
Don't worry. If you truly have significant backing, we won't trouble you.
However, if you have no background, you'd best cooperate nicely.'
As his words fell, more than a dozen figures appeared in the surroundings, all of them martial artists with Profound Realm strength. They encircled Ye Yunfei, blocking every possible route of retreat.
'Do you all mistakenly think I'm very weak?
Sometimes, illusions can get people killed.'
Ye Yunfei suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
'Move!
Capture this kid!'
For some reason, that brilliant smile sent a jolt through the middle-aged man. A bad feeling surged in his heart as he barked the command.
The next moment,
a humming sound filled the air.
Five longswords suddenly appeared, flashing past.
Snap! Crack!
A series of sword hums resonated. Around them, the more than ten Profound Realm martial artists all had their heads fly off simultaneously, blood spraying everywhere.
The middle-aged man who had spoken to Ye Yunfei suddenly found both his arms severed cleanly at the shoulders, sent flying away from his body.
Once Ye Yunfei unleashed the Five Elements Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, he could even deal with Saint Realm experts.
Much less these mere Profound Realm martial artists.
*Swoosh!*
Ye Yunfei's figure moved ghost-like. He appeared in front of the middle-aged man, his right hand shooting out like lightning to clamp around the man's throat. He lifted the man into the air as effortlessly as picking up a chick.
'Speak. Which faction are you from?' Ye Yunfei's icy voice rang out.
'Kid... you... you'd best not act recklessly...
I... I am from the Xiao Clan!'
The middle-aged man was utterly terrified.
More than ten Profound Realm experts he had brought were wiped out in an instant.
He finally understood that the young man before him wasn't as weak as he had imagined.
On the contrary, he was far more powerful!
'The Xiao Clan, one of the five great clans of the Eastern Region?' Ye Yunfei couldn't help but frown lightly.
He had already provoked the Huangtian Sect. For the time being, Ye Yunfei didn't want to provoke the other great powers and clans of the Eastern Region.
But trouble had come knocking on its own.
'Kid, that Yimu Sword... Young Master Xiao Tianlong of our Xiao Clan has taken a fancy to it.
I advise you to hand it ove...'
Seeing Ye Yunfei's slight frown, the middle-aged man felt a surge of hope, thinking Ye Yunfei was wary of the Xiao Clan's influence.
*Crunch!*
Before the man could finish speaking, Ye Yunfei gave a slight squeeze with his right hand and crushed his throat.
In his final moments, the middle-aged man stared wide-eyed, his gaze locked on Ye Yunfei in disbelief. He hadn't expected Ye Yunfei to kill him so decisively even after he revealed his identity from the Xiao Clan.
'So what if it's the Xiao Clan.
Those who dare to provoke me will be killed regardless,' Ye Yunfei said coldly.
Ye Yunfei didn't want to invite unnecessary trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid.
Having once been a Heavenly Emperor, how could he possibly fear these so-called great powers and clans of the Eastern Region?
After killing the middle-aged man, Ye Yunfei stretched out his hand and made a beckoning gesture.
*Whoosh! Whoosh!...
More than a dozen Formation Flags jumped out from the surrounding void and fell into Ye Yunfei's palm.
Earlier, that middle-aged man had used these flags to quickly set up an Illusion Formation to trap Ye Yunfei.
Immediately, the white mist all around vanished in an instant. The Illusion Formation that had surrounded him was gone.
Ahead was just a remote alley.
*Clap... clap clap...*
Suddenly, a series of slow, deliberate claps sounded from a distance.
Then,
a young man wearing a cyan robe embroidered with a ferocious giant python strode towards Ye Yunfei, followed by more than ten martial artists.
The one clapping was precisely that young man.
His gaze looked down from a height, deigning to glance at Ye Yunfei.
Behind this young man followed a grey-robed elder possessing the strength of the early-stage Saint Realm!
'People from the Chen Clan?'
Seeing the giant python embroidered on the young man's robe, Ye Yunfei frowned slightly once more.
Legend had it that the Chen Clan's inherited bloodline originated from the ancient Divine Beast Swallowing Python Clan. Therefore, many members of the Chen Clan preferred to embroider giant pythons on their robes as a mark of identity.
'Correct.
I am Chen Beisheng, from the Chen Clan.
Kid, you're quite bold. Daring to kill people from the Xiao Clan,' the young man said, his gaze fixed on Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei remained silent, simply watching Chen Beisheng calmly.
'I'll be direct.
My cousin, Chen Fan, has taken a liking to that Yimu Sword. So, we'd like you to reluctantly part with it.
Also, I suspect you still have some of those Thousand Mysteries Pills on you.
Would you be so kind as to take them out for me to see?' Chen Beisheng said blandly, his hands clasped behind his back.
'That's right.
I do indeed still have Thousand Mysteries Pills on me.
You want them?'
Ye Yunfei suddenly opened his palm. Ten Thousand Mysteries Pills appeared lying on it.
'Sure enough!
Kid, you still have so many Thousand Mys...'
Chen Beisheng stared at the ten pills in Ye Yunfei's palm, his breathing growing slightly rapid.
However, before he could finish speaking,
*Swoosh!*
Ye Yunfei suddenly took a step forward, moving ghost-like with extreme speed. He was already in front of Chen Beisheng and threw a punch.
A violent and overwhelming wave of physical strength crushed towards Chen Beisheng.
'Kid! You dare!'
Chen Beisheng was both shocked and furious, desperately trying to retreat.
*Ah!*
His head suddenly throbbed with unbearable pain, as if an iron needle were madly twisting inside.
*Boom!*
Ye Yunfei's fist struck his body directly.
*Poof!*
Chen Beisheng's body exploded on the spot, turning into a shower of blood and flesh.