“It seems I need to find time to set up a batch of long-range Teleportation Formations in the Eighth Void for easier travel in the future,” Ye Yunfei, sitting in a flying vessel as he flew towards the headquarters of the Guardian Faction, said softly.
“Indeed, traveling via formations is definitely much faster than using flying magic treasures. It saves effort, is worry-free, and can also prevent anyone from tracking you. With your current mastery of Formations, you are already capable of setting up a large number of Teleportation Formations across the Eighth Void. Using them, you could easily reach any location in that realm in a short time,” Hun Lao nodded in agreement.
Not long after, Ye Yunfei arrived in front of the Guardian Faction's headquarters.
“The envoys from the true headquarters of the Guardian Faction have indeed come.” As soon as Ye Yunfei stepped into the headquarters, he immediately synchronized memories with all his Clones, instantly learning everything that had transpired within.
“Just what is going on?”
“The headquarters dispatched you to the Eighth Void to completely dominate this realm. And after establishing control, you were supposed to immediately exploit it, ruthlessly oppressing all the living beings here and weakening the strength of every faction. Ideally, you should have already wiped out several major powers.
“Because every single living being here is guilty, they are sinners. Sinners deserve punishment and must never be allowed to live comfortably—that is the very reason for the existence of our Guardian Faction.
“So why, after securing control of this void, have you still not acted against those major factions, instead letting them live peacefully and unrestrained? Now you’ve even established contact with them, maintaining a disturbingly friendly relationship.
“Who can explain to me just what is happening?”
In a hall within the headquarters, a green-robed elder, seated in a position of superiority with his eyes gleaming with chilly light, slowly swept his gaze over the more than thirty True Gods gathered there, his voice icy cold.
Standing beside this elder were over a dozen True Gods, each wearing expressions of disdain as if looking down from on high. Both the green-robed elder and these True Gods hailed from the true headquarters of the Guardian Faction and bore an innate sense of superiority.
The thirty-odd True Gods present in the hall were all Clones of Ye Yunfei.
Although Ye Yunfei himself had not yet entered the hall, through his thirty-plus Clones, he was already fully aware of everything transpiring inside.
“Seems this fellow is here to hold them accountable,” Ye Yunfei couldn't help but let out a cold chuckle.
Soon, Ye Yunfei arrived outside the hall and extended his Soul Power perception inside.
“He’s actually only an avatar! Yet despite being just an avatar, the energy aura it emits is equivalent to a Peak True God. Without question, this fellow’s true form must be a Heavenly God!” Hun Lao suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
“Indeed, his true form is at the very least a Heavenly God,” Ye Yunfei furrowed his brows as well.
Previously, Ye Yunfei’s Clones hadn't been able to perceive that the green-robed elder was merely a Clone due to insufficient Soul Power. Now that his main body was here, Ye Yunfei immediately sensed it.
“Though only an avatar, it’s bound to be much more troublesome to deal with than an ordinary Peak True God because he possesses the memories of a Heavenly God, along with the various martial arts and secret techniques a Heavenly God cultivates. He probably even has access to some of the Dao laws a Heavenly God has comprehended. I suspect the number of Dao laws a Heavenly God grasps must be astonishing,” Hun Lao transmitted his voice to Ye Yunfei.
“True, so this fellow will likely be quite a handful,” Ye Yunfei nodded.
Inside the hall, the green-robed elder, now named Lord Wu in Ye Yunfei's understanding, was still filled with rage, pointing and angrily berating Ye Yunfei's Clones.
The appearances and Soul Body auras of Ye Yunfei’s Clones were completely identical to the originals. Even if a Heavenly God's true form were present, it might not be able to detect any flaws. Therefore, Lord Wu hadn't realized that all the True Gods before him had been replaced by someone else’s Clones.
“This old fellow probably already has suspicions. We must eliminate him. Otherwise, if he returns and reports the situation here to the Guardian Faction’s true headquarters, they might dispatch even more experts, even genuine Heavenly Gods. That would be trouble,” Hun Lao said to Ye Yunfei, watching the green-robed elder shouting angrily inside the hall.
“Indeed, this fellow may already be suspicious. We must deal with him,” Ye Yunfei nodded.
“He's definitely strong. But after all, he's just an avatar. With all of us working together, can we not defeat him? I say we just charge in and destroy him outright,” the Goldhorned Silkworm Dragon said.
“We will definitely eliminate him, but first I need to set up some arrangements before we move,” Ye Yunfei thought for a moment before speaking.
“Lord Wu, it was indeed our oversight. After arriving in this Eighth Void, we showed a little of our power, and nearly all major factions in the void immediately surrendered, swearing allegiance to our Guardian Faction. They promised to offer a batch of cultivation resources at regular intervals, so we haven’t taken action against them yet. Please punish us, Lord Wu,” a Peak True God stepped forward in the hall and spoke cautiously to the green-robed elder.
“Yes, Lord Wu. All the major factions in this void are extremely weak. When we arrived, we dominated this realm with almost no effort. We thought there would be plenty of time to torment them slowly, so we haven't begun oppressing the beings here yet,” another Peak True God hurriedly added.
“Lord Wu, rest assured, from now on we will strictly follow your instructions and begin the brutal oppression of the beings in this void, making them atone for their sins,” yet another Peak True God spoke.
“Lord Wu, in fact, we have already demanded those major factions hand over a batch of cultivation resources. Lord Wu, please wait a moment, I will go fetch it immediately for your inspection,” another Peak True God nearby offered.
There were four Peak True Gods present in the hall.
“Very well, go bring it for me to see,” after hearing the four Peak True Gods, the green-robed elder, Lord Wu, relaxed slightly and nodded.
Immediately, one of the Peak True Gods hurried out of the hall and headed deep into the headquarters.
Within the headquarters, there was a treasury established specifically to store the Guardian Faction’s various cultivation resources. This treasury was not only protected by an assortment of Formations but also heavily guarded.
At this moment, Ye Yunfei had directed his Clone to dispatch a patrol squad to patrol around the hall repeatedly. Ye Yunfei then transformed himself into a member of the patrol squad, blending in, and began quietly setting up Formations and earth arrays around the hall.
Lord Wu inside the hall and the dozen-plus True Gods behind him all sensed the patrol squad moving around the hall but paid it no mind, as there were many such patrols within the headquarters; no one would pay them particular attention.
After a short while, Ye Yunfei had deployed a large number of Formations and earth arrays around the hall.
Moments later, the Peak True God who had left the hall earlier returned to stand before it.
Ye Yunfei had long since entered the Phantom Shadow Tower, which was then attached to this Peak True God.
This Peak True God was, of course, already one of Ye Yunfei's Clones. Thus, hiding within the Phantom Shadow Tower, Ye Yunfei followed the Clone into the hall.
“These are the various cultivation resources offered by the major factions of this void some time ago. Please inspect them, Lord Wu,” the Clone took out over a dozen space rings and respectfully presented them to Lord Wu.
Looking at the rings, Lord Wu finally revealed a faint smile. Once wealth reached his hands, he had no intention of returning it. His Soul Power immediately swept into the dozen-plus space rings.
“Not bad. Although the Eighth Void is quite weak, it still holds some decent items. I will take these back and submit them to headquarters,” Lord Wu sensed each of the rings one by one, showing a satisfied smile.
“That is as it should be. We trouble Lord Wu to take these cultivation resources back to headquarters,” a Peak True God respectfully said.
“Now, carry on and do well. Remember, all beings in this void are sinners who need to atone. Do not be too kind to them. The oppression must be severe. Best would be to eliminate several major factions, further weakening this realm's power, making it easier for our Guardian Faction to control in the future,” Lord Wu, now in possession of a batch of cultivation resources and feeling much better, spoke in a much milder tone. As he spoke, he collected the dozen-plus space rings into his palm, preparing to claim them as his own.
“Now!”
At that very moment, Ye Yunfei gave a soft shout. He and a large group of True Gods charged out from the Phantom Shadow Tower, instantly surrounding Lord Wu and the dozen-plus True Gods behind him, launching a frenzied assault.
Lord Wu, having just received a batch of valuable resources and feeling appeased, had relaxed his vigilance—a perfect moment to strike.
Huang Shang, Hu Miao, and the Goldhorned Silkworm Dragon also attacked directly, unleashing their respective techniques against Lord Wu.
“He’s only an avatar, so his Soul Body should also be a Soul Power avatar—it shouldn’t be too powerful. Let’s join forces to deal with his Soul Body. As long as we can suppress it, he won’t pose much threat,” Huang Shang suggested to Ye Yunfei.
“Agreed!” Ye Yunfei nodded.
Simultaneously, both Ye Yunfei and Huang Shang launched their own Soul Arts against Lord Wu. Ye Yunfei also wielded his mental energy, directly invading Lord Wu’s skull.
“Who are you people?”
Lord Wu and the dozen-plus True Gods behind him were greatly alarmed to see so many True Gods suddenly appear and surround them in attack. Lord Wu roared the question angrily.
“Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in our Guardian Faction’s territory! Everyone, attack!”
The thirty-odd True Gods who had originally been in the hall now all feigned panic, rushing forward to confront Ye Yunfei’s over a hundred Clones.
In truth, these thirty-plus True Gods were also all Clones of Ye Yunfei; they were merely putting on a show for Lord Wu.
Ye Yunfei took a step forward, instantly closing the distance to Lord Wu. His left fist unleashed the Great Quelling Fist, his right the World-Breaker Fist. With both fists blasting forward, their terrifying punch energy immediately enveloped Lord Wu.
“You ants! How dare you attack me!” Seeing Ye Yunfei, a mere Early Stage True God in his perception, boldly approach to strike, Lord Wu couldn't help but fly into a rage.
Yet the next moment, he felt the dreadful punch force from Ye Yunfei’s fists, a sensation that actually held a hint of danger. Simultaneously, he suddenly felt drowsy and heavy-headed, as if he desperately wanted to fall into a deep sleep.