"Ye Yunfei, don't you dare be so arrogant!"
An old demon soared into the air, a pair of sharp demonic claws continuously expanding as they shot forward, carrying terrifying demonic energy.
Without dodging or avoiding, Ye Yunfei simply threw a punch. Frighteningly powerful physical force poured endlessly from his body, empowered his fist, causing the space ahead to continuously collapse under its strike.
Feeling the terrifying might of Ye Yunfei's punch, the old demon's face paled drastically. He desperately wanted to turn and flee, but it was already too late. Bracing himself, he swung his demon claws to meet Ye Yunfei's incoming fist.
With a deafening boom, their attacks collided.
Appalling combat energy exploded from the point of impact, spreading outward like an ocean, threatening to overturn the very heavens and earth.
The old demon screamed as his pair of demon claws exploded outright, turning into a bloody mist.
A look of utter terror appeared on his face as he realized he was no match for Ye Yunfei. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.
But Ye Yunfei had no intention of letting him escape. Activating the Space-World Grand Formation directly, a massive phantom world descended from the sky, pressing down upon his body.
As Ye Yunfei's strength continued to rise, so did his comprehension of laws and his skill in using formations. The power of the Space-World Grand Formation he could now unleash was far greater than before.
The old demon's body sank as if pressed down by an invisible divine mountain.
Bang!
Ye Yunfei's fist swept horizontally, directly blasting the old demon's physical body into nothingness.
"Ye Yunfei, you little bastard! I won't let you off the hook!"
The old demon's Soul Body materialized not far away, terribly weakened, emitting a shrill, piercing scream.
Yet before his scream could even finish, Huang Shang appeared beside him, erupting with a towering mass of ghostly fog that submerged him.
"You could have just run away quietly," Huang Shang said with a cold sneer. "But you just had to run your mouth. That's practically asking for death."
"You... you're a Ghost Cultivator!"
Looking at the completely jet-black and gleaming Huang Shang, the Soul Body of the old demon was instantly scared witless, his soul nearly fleeing his body. Coming from the wider world, he was well-traveled and knowledgeable, and knew that Ghost Cultivators were the natural bane of Soul Bodies.
Frantically trying to escape, but he was already too late. With a wave of Huang Shang's hand, pitch-black chains appeared out of thin air, directly coiling around his Soul Body. These black chains were condensed from the pure laws of the ghostly path, incredibly powerful, capable of subduing any Soul Body.
"You guys! Hurry over and save me!"
Utterly terrified, the old demon screamed in panic. The other old demons wanted to charge forward to help, but Ye Yunfei took a step forward, blocking Huang Shang's front.
Boom!
Ye Yunfei unleashed the Earth-Crippled Palm. A gigantic palm materialized high in the sky, striking towards those old demons.
Sensing the horrifying palm force, their faces changed drastically one after another. Ye Yunfei's current Immortal Force was simply too powerful; he was on a completely different level than these old demons before him.
The giant palm, imbued with terrifying Immortal Force energy, forced the old demons to retreat step by step.
Meanwhile, Hu Miao, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, and the others had already surged towards the vast Demon Race army, their killing intent soaring. Though few in number, the combat prowess they displayed was immense. Wherever they went, they cut down batches of Demon Race soldiers like a scythe through dry grass.
Battling Ye Yunfei, those old demons were already in a sorry state within moments. Every single move and technique Ye Yunfei unleashed erupted with horrifying energy, and they didn't dare to face him in a direct, hard confrontation.
"This kid's strength is truly terrifying," one of them communicated telepathically even as they barely fended off Ye Yunfei's attacks. "No wonder even the Dark Ancestor lost to him. Even our combined efforts can't defeat him. I think we should get out now. If we keep this up, we'll likely lose our lives here."
"Who could have imagined," another demon said bitterly, reluctant to accept it, "that having come from the Demon Capital, we would be forced to flee by a mere junior in such a small place? If word of this ever gets out, we'll be utterly disgraced."
"It's useless to think of that now," a third old demon interjected. "For us, the most important thing is preserving our own lives. Enough talk. Let's flee quickly. I don't want to lose my life in this space."
The four remaining old demons all turned to flee, no longer willing to continue the fight with Ye Yunfei.
"You can't escape."
Ye Yunfei had long since discerned their intentions to flee and sneered. Activating the Great Space Movement Technique, he caught up to one of them in a single step. He then simultaneously unleashed several highly advanced martial arts techniques, attacking that old demon.
A scream later, that old demon's body exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of bloody mist.
"Eighteen Demon Soul Bewilderment Flags!"
Witnessing this, another old demon cried out in fear. With a wave of his hand, he produced eighteen tall demon flags, which instantly formed a large illusion-type formation.
The three remaining old demons immediately rushed into this illusion formation, their forms disappearing.
Charging over, Ye Yunfei found the power of this illusion formation to be rather impressive. Those eighteen demon flags were Golden Immortal-level artifacts, and the formation they created could not only befuddle an enemy's senses but also launch formidable attacks.
Rumble!
Just as Ye Yunfei approached the formation, thick beams of energy erupted from within it, attacking him.
Given Ye Yunfei's strength and expertise in Formations, however, he wasn't afraid of this illusion formation in front of him. With a wave of his hand, he instantly laid out fifty or sixty large-scale Formations. Like fifty or sixty massive boulders, they were tossed in a heap towards that illusion formation.
This was a crude yet effective method for breaking formations that Ye Yunfei had developed during his study of Formations—using formations to counter formations.
After a short while, the illusion formation was shattered, revealing eighteen demon flags radiating demonic aura.
"Those old demons have already escaped!"
Looking at the flags, Ye Yunfei realized the three old demons were nowhere to be seen.
He waved his hand, gathering the eighteen demon flags. Activating a mystical art, he erased the soul imprints within them before stowing them away.
His figure then flashed. Using the Great Space Movement Technique, he instantly arrived deep within the Demon Realm, in front of a small temple seething with demonic aura.
Ye Yunfei walked into the small temple.
One massive silhouette of Deity-level demonic entities after another materialized, attempting to stop him. Each was brutally annihilated by Ye Yunfei.
Finally, Ye Yunfei walked deeper inside the temple and saw an ancient Teleportation Altar.
Sensing the residual aura of the three old demons, he understood they had just fled via this altar, leaving this space.
Ye Yunfei threw a punch, directly shattering this Teleportation Altar, destroying it completely.
Not long after, all the demon tribesmen within the Demon Realm had been hunted down and wiped out. Not a single one remained.