"Report!
Holy Master, that brat is getting closer and closer to our headquarters!"
At that very moment, a steward of the Tianliang Sacred Land rushed in to deliver the report.
"Such insolence!
All the high-level figures of the Tianliang Sacred Land were seething with rage; some sneered coldly while others shouted angrily.
"Everyone, prepare yourselves!"
The Sect Master said in a low, serious voice.
Boom! Boom!
One after another, experts of the Tianliang Sacred Land soared into the air, clustering around the Sect Master as they stood suspended in the sky, awaiting Ye Yunfei's arrival.
There were well over seventy experts at the World Fusion Realm!
Among them, more than ten alone were at the late World Fusion stage!
Moreover, many World Fusion Realm experts from the Tianliang Sacred Land were stationed elsewhere and couldn't return in time!
One could imagine just how profound the foundation of the Tianliang Sacred Land truly was.
In addition, stream after stream of troops charged out, taking up battle formations with an imposing and strict demeanor, guarding the mountain entrance ahead.
Boom!
One by one, formations were continuously activated, their luminous barriers materializing.
The entire headquarters was thick with tension.
"For a mere youngster to force our Tianliang Sacred Land into such a large-scale mobilization—even if he dies here today, it will be enough to cause a sensation throughout the Tianxiong Domain."
"I recall the last person daring enough to directly attack our Tianliang Sacred Land headquarters was Zisheng Zhenjun. Who would have thought his disciple would be the next!
"
Many people communicated secretly via Sound Transmission, sighing in awe.
"Someone, go to the heavenly prison at once and bring Zisheng Zhenjun out!
I want him to watch his disciple's form and spirit be utterly annihilated with his own eyes!"
Suddenly, a white-haired elder said in a clear, ringing voice.
This white-haired elder was a senior elder of the Tianliang Sacred Land, who had been on extremely good terms with the previous Supreme Elder slain by Zisheng Zhenjun!
Of course, the Zisheng Zhenjun he referred to as being imprisoned in the heavenly prison was a clone!
"Today, let's deal with Zisheng Zhenjun's clone as well.
All these years, we've tried to locate his true body through this clone, but with no success. It seems this clone simply has no knowledge of where his true body went. Keeping him serves no further purpose."
The white-haired elder declared.
"Agreed.
Today, we will execute master and disciple together!"
The Sect Master nodded slowly, his gaze filled with murderous intent sharp as a thousand-year glacier.
"Ye Yunfei is here for a visit to the Tianliang Sacred Land!
Immediately release my master, Zisheng Zhenjun, or I will trample the Tianliang Sacred Land beneath my feet today!"
At that moment, a cry like mountains toppling and seas roaring rolled in.
This cry grew louder and louder, saturating the world as if countless deities and demons were chanting in unison. A terrifying tide of sound, like a continuous tsunami, swept forward, reducing every structure, mountain rock, plant, and tree to dust wherever it passed.
Finally, the overwhelming, dreadful sonic tide reached the front of the Tianliang Sacred Land headquarters, where it was blocked by layer upon layer of formations, gradually coming to a halt before finally dispersing.
However, within a hundred-mile radius before the mountain entrance of the Tianliang Sacred Land headquarters, everything on the ground had been utterly destroyed, completely reduced to ruins.
Furthermore, the ground was crisscrossed with large cracks, spreading across the earth like a spiderweb—a shocking sight to behold.
Every disciple stationed in this area had been utterly obliterated.
Witnessing this, the high-level figures of the Tianliang Sacred Land wore solemn expressions.
"Look!
That brat is here!"
Suddenly someone screamed, pointing towards a figure advancing steadily from the distant horizon.
Ye Yunfei, hands clasped behind his back, strode through the sky at a deliberate pace.
The earlier cry had been released using the Lion Clan's Lion Roar technique. Given Ye Yunfei's current level of power, activating this sonic technique resulted in a terrifying effect, instantly turning a hundred-mile stretch of land into rubble.
Though his speed appeared unhurried, Ye Yunfei was in fact moving with extreme swiftness, leaving several afterimages high in the sky before he abruptly stood before the mountain entrance of the Tianliang Sacred Land.
"Good. It appears you are all quite assembled. Just as well; you can all be taken out in one pot."
Ye Yunfei's gaze swept over the braced and ready forces of the Tianliang Sacred Land, his tone indifferent.
"Such an arrogant brat!
Do you truly believe that with your strength alone, you can deal with our entire Tianliang Sacred Land?"
An elder of the Tianliang Sacred Land, tall, powerful, and ruddy-faced, laughed in furious disbelief.
"Indeed. That is precisely what I believe."
Ye Yunfei nodded, his tone utterly flat.
"Brat!
Insolence has a price!
A mere being at the Life-span realm, an insect-like existence—I could crush you with one hand!
You slaughtered so many of our Tianliang Sacred Land's people. A grudge that runs as deep as an ocean of blood must be repaid with your life today!"
That elder exploded in rage upon hearing this, roaring harshly.
"You?
One hand to crush me?"
Ye Yunfei looked towards that elder, his expression darkening.
In the next moment, Ye Yunfei simultaneously unleashed three Soul Force Martial Arts: the Heavenly Soul Sword, the Puppet Soul Thread Secret Technique, and the single thought of the Soul-Devouring Flower.
Each was a rare, advanced soul-based martial art. Performed with Ye Yunfei's current soul power level, their force was terrifying.
"You..."
The elder's face suddenly twisted drastically. A small sword, several hundred long threads, and a white flower bud all simultaneously appeared within his Soul Sea. All three emanated bizarre soul power energies, converging on his Soul Body to attack.
Boom! Boom!
Startled and furious, the elder instantly activated five or six Soul Force artifacts within his Soul Sea to protect his Soul Body.
Ahhh...
The Heavenly Soul Sword, the Puppet Soul Thread Secret Technique, and the Soul-Devouring Flower simultaneously erupted, continuously assailing the elder's Soul Body, causing him unbearable headaches. His face turned pale as he staggered backward, letting out an involuntary scream.
This elder was only at the mid-stage World Fusion Realm. Facing three types of soul secret arts at once, he was quickly powerless to resist.
"Everyone, be careful, these are soul secret arts!"
The Sect Master's expression changed slightly as he warned.
"Everyone, help Elder Han together!"
A white-haired elder shouted.
Boom! Boom!
One Soul Force artifact after another was consecrated and shot towards Elder Han's Soul Sea to protect his Soul Body.
At the same time, several powerful waves of soul energy converged around Elder Han's head like so many searchlights.
Finally, with everyone's help, Elder Han managed to drive the Heavenly Soul Sword, the Puppet Soul Thread Secret Technique, and the single thought of the Soul-Devouring Flower out of his Soul Sea.
However, he was left pale-faced, feeling as though he had lost a great amount of soul power.
This filled his gaze towards Ye Yunfei with utter apprehension.
He knew that if not for the aid of the other high-level members of the Tianliang Sacred Land, he would surely have been unable to withstand the assault of those Soul Force Martial Arts.
In other words, just facing this youngster's soul-based martial arts techniques was already beyond his ability!
The other high-level figures all looked at Ye Yunfei with equally guarded eyes.
"I will only say this once.
Immediately send out my master, Zisheng Zhenjun!
And hand over the perpetrators who captured my master back then for me to deal with! Moreover, your Tianliang Sacred Land must provide a level of compensation that satisfies my master. Only under these conditions will I consider sparing your holy land.
Otherwise, today I shall dismantle your Tianliang Sacred Land headquarters."
Ye Yunfei, his hands clasped behind his back, swept his cold gaze slowly over the high-level members of the Tianliang Sacred Land. His unhurried voice echoed through heaven and earth.