Ye Yunfei quickly sealed Elder Fang's Soul Body and physical form separately.
"No! This isn't real! This must be an illusion!"
By this time, the Sect Leader of the Lingxiao Sect, along with several core elders including the Grand Mage, had all realized something was wrong. Each of them struggled desperately, trying to deny the events unfolding before their eyes.
"Your Lingxiao Sect has thrown its weight around and bullied others, oppressing and harming our Alliance Army," Ye Yunfei said coldly. "Today, I will not only punish all those who previously acted against our Alliance Army, but I will also collect some interest."
Next, Ye Yunfei continued to make his move, slaying a batch of Lingxiao Sect upper echelon and common troops.
At this moment, due to the effect of the Dream Incense, everyone including the Lingxiao Sect Leader and the Grand Mage fell completely into dreamscapes.
Although the Sect Leader and the Grand Mage had long sensed something was amiss and suspected everything happening before them might be false, they were utterly unable to break free from the dreamscape and return to reality within a short time. Thus, they couldn't stop Ye Yunfei from slaughtering those Lingxiao Sect upper echelon and common troops.
"This youngster's methods are somewhat frightening!"
Outside this world, the Prison Master and the old Wizard watched as Ye Yunfei continuously slew Lingxiao Sect's upper echelon. They were secretly astonished.
"Such a terrifying illusion! It seems that Ancient Heavenly Fox is even stronger than we imagined. If we conflict with this youngster in the future, we must find a way to deal with that Ancient Heavenly Fox," the old Wizard said.
"Old thing, your turn now."
Ye Yunfei arrived in front of the Lingxiao Sect's Grand Mage.
At this moment, Huang Shang was leading a ghost army to surround and attack this Grand Mage, who was trapped within a dreamscape, unable to unleash his true strength. Facing Ye Yunfei's assault, an expression of terror surfaced on his face.
In his dream, Ye Yunfei was joining forces with a group of the Lingxiao Sect's ancestors to attack him.
"Honored ancestors, why are you helping this youngster? Have I truly erred?"
This Grand Mage retreated unwillingly, shouting aloud.
"Grand Mage, this might be an illusion!"
The Lingxiao Sect Leader was currently employing various means to resist the dreamscape enveloping him. Hearing the Grand Mage's shouts, he knew the Grand Mage was in dire straits.
With a boom, the Lingxiao Sect Leader soared into the air, wanting to rush over to assist the Grand Mage.
"Get lost!"
Ye Yunfei punched forward. Innumerable divine dragons, condensed from laws of the Great Dao, pounced toward the Sect Leader.
Ye Yunfei's other fist struck the War Banner. Originally, the banner was heavily guarded by a swarm of Battle Souls, making its combat power extremely formidable. However, Huang Shang was leading a ghost army to surround and assault those Battle Souls, and moreover, these Battle Souls were also affected by the Dream Incense, falling into individual dreamscapes themselves. Consequently, their combat power was greatly diminished.
With a clang, Ye Yunfei's fist directly repelled the War Banner. Then, he threw another punch, exploding half of the Grand Mage's body.
This Grand Mage was merely a high-level Heavenly God and couldn't withstand Ye Yunfei's violent physical strength at all.
Truth be told, even a peak Heavenly God would be unable to endure if struck squarely by Ye Yunfei's fist.
"Sect Leader, save me quickly!"
After half his body was destroyed, the Grand Mage screamed in panic. All sorts of magical treasures shot out from within him, protecting his remaining half-body.
Ye Yunfei brandished his fists and struck, clang after clang. Magical treasures flew out incessantly, knocked away by his punches.
"Master, let me deploy illusions to complement the Dream Incense in bewildering this fellow," said Hu Miao, appearing by Ye Yunfei's side. She utilized her clan's illusion arts to create one illusion after another, continuously spreading toward the Grand Mage.
"Then I'll deploy the secret art of the Samsara Ghost clan."
Ye Yunfei concentrated his mind and immediately performed the inherited secret art of the Samsara Ghost clan, affecting the Grand Mage's Soul Body.
Under the combined assault of the Dream Incense, Hu Miao, and Ye Yunfei, the Grand Mage's gaze soon grew dazed. What affected him the most was the Dream Incense, and coupled with the interference from Hu Miao and Ye Yunfei, he completely buckled, finding himself in an even stranger dreamscape.
Without another word, Ye Yunfei directly yanked the Grand Mage's Soul Body out from his sea of consciousness, sealed it, then proceeded to seal his body.
"This banner belongs to me now."
Ye Yunfei reached out, grabbing the Ancestral Soul Flag.
The Battle Souls within the Ancestral Soul Flag sensed Ye Yunfei's aura and immediately grew frenzied. Because these Battle Souls were ancestors of the Lingxiao Sect through generations, they realized this banner had fallen into the hands of an outsider and were, of course, unwilling. One after another, they began to resist desperately, even starting to burn their essence.
"Allow me to lead my ghost army into this flag to deal with these Battle Souls," Huang Shang said to Ye Yunfei. "These Battle Souls are all high-quality remnant souls, making them rare cultivation resources for me."
Then, Huang Shang led his ghost army streaming into the flag, beginning to battle the Battle Souls within.
"Alright. Be at ease, I'll assist you. Should you be unable to cope, I'll intervene," Ye Yunfei nodded. He proceeded to employ techniques to forcibly seal this flag.
"Boy, the Ancestral Soul Flag belongs to our Lingxiao Sect. Hand it over at once!"
The Sect Leader of Lingxiao noticed something was wrong. Soaring into the air, he charged toward Ye Yunfei.
Though he was still affected by the Dream Incense, trapped in a dreamscape, temporarily unable to completely free himself, his strength was greater than the Grand Mage's. He understood in his heart that he'd surely fallen into some illusory scenario, was struggling to resist and break free, and was also paying close attention to various situations in the real world at all times.
"I'll collect some interest first!"
Ye Yunfei took nine consecutive steps. Nine divine dragons surged upwards with extreme speed, instantly dodging the Sect Leader and charging toward other Lingxiao Sect upper echelon, slaughtering freely.
That stick of Dream Incense hovered above Ye Yunfei's head all along, emitting wisps of smoke. These plumes had already enveloped all members of the Lingxiao Sect.
Everyone in Lingxiao Sect, the Sect Leader included, had already entered dreamscapes.
"Boy, stop!"
The Lingxiao Sect Leader wanted to chase and stop Ye Yunfei, but a dreamscape consistently affected him, causing his movement speed to fail to match Ye Yunfei's.
"What exactly is going on?
Could there really be an illusion technique this sophisticated in the world?"
The Lingxiao Sect Leader suspected he'd entered an illusion, yet he was unwilling to believe it fully. After all, an illusion capable of bewildering even him, a peak Heavenly God, was truly too terrifying. But besides illusions, he couldn't think of any other method, for the time being, that could make people fall into illusory scenarios.
While Ye Yunfei utilized the Dream Incense to deal with these Lingxiao Sect members, deep within the Desolate Ancient Sea, on that nameless small island where Ye Yunfei had previously met the green-robed elder, the elder's figure gradually materialized at the island's center, hovering mid-air. His gaze looked remotely toward the Lingxiao Sect headquarters.
"It seems that youngster is using the Dream Incense I gifted him.
He cultivates Jian Weng's legacy. Although Jian Weng may have fallen, his strength back in the day far surpassed mine. If I could leave behind so many remnant souls in this world, then Jian Weng certainly could as well. Perhaps Jian Weng might have left behind a genuine Soul Body.
If I can survive one life in the great samsara of the world in the future, then Jian Weng certainly could also revive for a lifetime. If we meet then, Jian Weng will owe me a favor—and one from Jian Weng is no simple thing," the green-robed elder said with a slight smile.
Ye Yunfei, in one breath, slew over twenty Heavenly Gods of the Lingxiao Sect. Of course, these Heavenly Gods weren't exclusively from the Lingxiao Sect; some came from major powers allied with them.
"Boy, you deserve death!"
Seeing Heavenly Gods from his side continuously slain by Ye Yunfei, one after another, the Sect Leader was infuriated to the extreme.
Each time he sought to stop Ye Yunfei, he would be powerfully pulled by the dreamscape enveloping him. Various people and events in the dreamscape exerted a tremendous influence on him.
"Lingxiao Sect is nearly finished."
At this moment, outside this world, the Prison Master and the old Wizard from the Guardian Faction observed the events occurring within this world. While pleasantly surprised, their moods were also somewhat complex.
Who could have imagined that the Lingxiao Sect—which, not long ago, was still opposing the Guardian Faction—would suffer such severe casualties because of a single junior?
By now, over half of Lingxiao Sect's Heavenly Gods had been slain by Ye Yunfei.
"Now it's your turn."
Ye Yunfei suddenly stopped and slowly turned, his gaze landing on the Lingxiao Sect Leader as he spoke.
"Boy, is what you're employing illusion art?
Or perhaps this isn't your doing, but that of the fox beside you," the Lingxiao Sect Leader asked, watching as over half of their Heavenly Gods had perished. A sense of despair welled up in his heart.
He had originally intended to lead these people to continue resisting the Guardian Faction, but he now understood that relying on the remaining forces, the Lingxiao Sect had already lost the strength to keep fighting the Guardian Faction.
"Does it matter who employed it?
Originally, there was no enmity between our Alliance Army and your Lingxiao Sect, but your sect has thrown its weight around. Now, your Lingxiao Sect is paying the appropriate price."
Ye Yunfei looked at the Lingxiao Sect Leader, speaking mildly.
"This fellow indeed lives up to being a peak Heavenly God," The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm remarked, hearing the Sect Leader's words. "He's currently affected by the Dream Incense and should still be in a dream, yet he can perceive happenings in the real world with clarity. Back when we encountered that Mengdao Sect senior in the Desolate Ancient Sea who pulled us into dreams, we didn't possess this capability."
"Yes, his strength is truly quite impressive!" Hun Lao agreed. "It's certainly far greater than ordinary peak Heavenly Gods'. Though he remains within a dream, he can clearly know the events occurring in reality. Of course, the Dream Incense influences him greatly as well. Just now, he didn't get the chance to intervene."
"Indeed, our Lingxiao Sect should not have bullied others in the first place; otherwise, we wouldn't face today's disaster."
The Lingxiao Sect Leader sighed, his face full of regret.
"How could I ever have imagined that a mere Alliance Army could become the main reason leading to our Lingxiao Sect's demise? If our Lingxiao Sect had not formed enmity with you, we could've gained your assistance, combined strengths, and dealt with the Guardian Faction together, achieving a greater chance of victory. Yet regrettably, this world holds no 'what ifs.'"
The Lingxiao Sect Leader shook his head, smiling bitterly once more.