"Very well!
Ye Yunfei, I know your strength and methods far exceed those of an ordinary student. However, be careful. If anything really happens to you, I won't be able to answer to Dean Shangguan when I return."
Elder Fang understood that the current situation left no other choice. Because there were still hundreds of students, and as the leading elder, he had to ensure their safe return.
"I'll be careful."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"Everyone, follow me, immediately!"
Elder Fang roared, leading the students onto the flying vessel. It soared into the sky and flew towards the distance.
Fengyun Wan and the other three Mystic Liquid Realm masters were extremely unwilling, their faces shifting between gloom and hesitation.
"If any of you dare to obstruct me, don't blame me for what follows," Ye Yunfei said with a cold laugh.
As he spoke, Ye Yunfei transmitted another dozen or so disciples of the four major factions from within the Phantom Tower, holding them in two Yuan Power palms.
The expressions of Fengyun Wan and the other three sunk to their absolute lowest. They were all Mystic Liquid Realm masters and elders of top-tier forces—their status was supremely illustrious. Usually, what junior wouldn't tread carefully in their presence, too fearful to even breathe loudly, much less kneel and kowtow? Yet, facing Ye Yunfei, they were utterly helpless.
In the blink of an eye, Elder Fang's flying vessel had already vanished into the distance without a trace.
"Ye Yunfei, the people from your Hudao Academy have left. Release the hostages immediately!" Fengyun Wan shouted sternly.
Out of the Fengyun Family members who had entered the Crystal Mine Minor World, only a little over two hundred had returned—nearly half were lost. If something happened to the remaining half, he truly wouldn't know how to face the ancient ones within his clan upon returning.
"No hurry," Ye Yunfei replied coldly.
Ye Yunfei intended to stall a bit longer, giving Elder Fang sufficient time.
"You…!" Fengyun Wan's face twisted with anger.
"Ye Yunfei, by provoking our four factions like this, do you truly not fear death? If our four factions wish to kill you, I'm afraid even Hudao Academy couldn't protect you," Xiao Mingguo stated with dense killing intent.
"That's right. Even if Hudao Academy can protect you temporarily, can they protect you for a lifetime? Ye Yunfei, opposing us is a dead-end road for you sooner or later," Xi Junchang sneered.
"From the beginning, it was you who took the initiative to provoke me. In truth, with these trash-tier factions of yours, you're not even worthy of piquing my interest to oppose you. However, since you've provoked me, be prepared to pay the price," Ye Yunfei said indifferently.
A Heavenly Emperor cannot be insulted!
In his previous life, countless clan leaders of ancient great clans and sect masters of super sects had been overly cautious in Ye Yunfei's presence, not daring to breathe heavily. What did factions like the Fengyun Family, Xiao Clan, Shenfeng Sect, and Tianyan Sect—even as top forces of the Tianxuan Continent—amount to in Ye Yunfei's eyes?
"What?! We are trash-tier factions? Hahaha… You little bastard, how can you utter such words!"
"This is no longer arrogance, but pure ignorance!"
"So this little bastard's mind is addled, he's lost his senses! No wonder he dares to provoke us like this."
…
Fengyun Wan and the other three Mystic Liquid Realm masters were so furious they started laughing.
"Is Ye Yunfei that arrogant?! He dares to call the Fengyun Family, Xiao Clan, Shenfeng Sect, and Tianyan Sect trash-tier factions!"
In the distance, many onlookers were also struck dumb upon hearing Ye Yunfei's words.
"Let's attack his Soul Body, then seize the chance to subdue him."
Fengyun Wan suddenly sent a voice transmission to the other three Mystic Liquid Realm masters.
"That's a good plan. The four of us use our Soul Power to attack him together, then move together to subdue this little bastard, or kill him outright."
The other three Mystic Liquid Realm masters all nodded.
Mystic Liquid Realm masters possessed fairly advanced Soul Power. Many had already begun cultivating soul-based martial techniques. In battle, a Mystic Liquid Realm master releasing their Soul Power could often easily crush lower-realm martial artists.
Boom...
The four Mystic Liquid Realm masters suddenly unleashed their Soul Power simultaneously. Four powerful waves of Soul Power blasted towards Ye Yunfei's Soul Sea.
Whoosh!
A white spear also shot swiftly towards Ye Yunfei's Soul Body.
This white spear was condensed from Soul Power. It was a heritage martial technique of the Fengyun Family.
"So you want to play with Soul Power," Ye Yunfei chuckled coldly.
Whoosh!
A small sword appeared within Ye Yunfei's Soul Sea, emanating astonishing sword aura and Soul Power.
In an instant, it shredded all four waves of attacking Soul Power.
Clang!
The white spear clashed with the small sword and exploded into fragments on the spot.
Whoosh!
Then, the small sword shot like lightning towards the Soul Seas of the four Mystic Liquid Realm masters.
"How is this possible?! How can his Soul Power be this powerful! And he's cultivated such a high-level Soul Force Martial Art!"
The four Mystic Liquid Realm masters all paled, retreating several steps in fright.
"Ye Yunfei, what Soul Force Martial Art did you just use?!" Fengyun Wan's gaze fixed intently on Ye Yunfei, his face full of disbelief.
That white spear was a secret family heritage technique he had painstakingly cultivated for years. He never expected Ye Yunfei to shatter it so casually. He could sense that the Soul Force Martial Art Ye Yunfei employed was far superior to his family's secret technique!
It wasn't just Fengyun Wan; the other three Mystic Liquid Realm masters realized it too. They all stared at Ye Yunfei with greedy eyes.
Previously, during Hudao Academy's freshman ranking competition, Ye Yunfei had already publicly displayed an extremely advanced cultivation technique. Now, he was revealing another advanced Soul Force Martial Art.
"So this little bastard possesses at least two types of advanced techniques! And perhaps even more…"
The gazes of the four Mystic Liquid Realm masters towards Ye Yunfei grew blazingly hot! As elders of major forces, they all understood what an advanced technique meant. It could absolutely elevate a faction's overall strength to a new level!
How they wished to immediately charge forward, seize Ye Yunfei, and interrogate him. However, Ye Yunfei still held many hostages, making them afraid to act rashly.
"Ye Yunfei, now can you release them!" Fengyun Wan demanded coldly.
By now, nearly half an hour had passed.
Ye Yunfei waved his hand, transmitting all the disciples of the four factions out from the Phantom Tower. They stood densely packed before him.
Then, Ye Yunfei directly activated his Heavenly Shadow Robe, merged into space, and vanished.