Chapter 453: The Power of One Fist
"Steward Zhang, this kid killed our men! Don't let him off!"
"Kid, your time has come! Steward Zhang won't spare you!"
"Kid, kneel down and accept your death right now!"
The dozens of warriors grew overjoyed at the sight of the middle-aged man. They immediately swarmed around him, pointing and cursing angrily at Ye Yunfei.
Whoosh!
Ye Yunfei stirred his will, activating the Heavenly Soul Sword.
Instantly...
"Argh! Ahhh!..."
Those who were pointing and cursing at Ye Yunfei froze, as if struck by lightning. Their bodies were flung backwards, crashing to the ground some distance away. Blood flowed from their seven orifices, clearly not alive anymore.
Given Ye Yunfei's current Soul Power level, unleashing the Heavenly Soul Sword could easily kill Yuan Foundation Realm late-stage cultivators instantly.
In one go, over a dozen died.
"Kid! How dare you..."
The middle-aged man was both shocked and furious.
Rumble!
A powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body.
He was a Mystic Liquid Realm early-stage expert!
A fierce killing intent towards Ye Yunfei had already stirred within him.
However, before he could launch his attack.
Whoosh!
Ye Yunfei had already moved like a ghost, arriving before him in a flash, his hand reaching out like lightning to clutch the man's throat and lift him up as easily as picking up a little chick.
The other Tianyan Sect disciples around them were so terrified they trembled all over. They stared at Ye Yunfei with frightened eyes, not daring to move a muscle.
They were completely intimidated by Ye Yunfei's ferocious might!
Even the powerful Steward Zhang was no match, let alone them.
"Glug... glug..."
Steward Zhang's throat was clutched by Ye Yunfei's hand so tightly he was almost breathless, struggling desperately.
But Ye Yunfei's physical strength was too immense.
How could he possibly break free?
Finally, he tasted the flavor of death.
His eyes revealed a look of fear and a plea for mercy.
"Speak," Ye Yunfei asked coldly. His tone turned chilly in an instant. "What happened to those people from our Hudao Academy in this branch stronghold?"
As he asked, he loosened his grip slightly.
"Whew... whew... whew..."
Steward Zhang gasped desperately for air.
"Speak." Ye Yunfei's voice was icy to the extreme, thick with murderous intent.
"Some... some were killed by us. And the rest... were imprisoned," Steward Zhang hurriedly said.
He knew his life was completely in the opponent's hands.
"Where are they held?" Ye Yunfei asked coldly.
"They are held in our Tianyan Sect's branch stronghold within the White Cloud Empire's imperial capital," Steward Zhang answered in panic.
"Aside from your Tianyan Sect, were there people from any other forces who took action?" Ye Yunfei inquired.
"No... just us. However, regarding Hudao Academy's assets in the White Cloud Empire, aside from our Tianyan Sect, the Fengyun Clan, the Xiao Clan, and the Shenfeng Sect also took their shares," Steward Zhang replied.
Facing Ye Yunfei's questions, he dared not refuse to answer.
Because the killing intent emanating from Ye Yunfei was too intense.
He had no doubt that if he hesitated even slightly in his answers, he would be killed immediately!
He certainly wouldn't gamble with his own life.
"I've told you everything! Please spare me! Don't kill me!" Steward Zhang begged for mercy.
The surrounding Tianyan Sect disciples, seeing even the powerful Steward Zhang pleading for mercy, grew even more afraid to move.
Ye Yunfei's gaze swept over these Tianyan Sect members. A terrifying killing intent spread outwards.
Both Steward Zhang and the Tianyan Sect disciples went pale with fright upon encountering Ye Yunfei's dreadful stare, their bodies going limp.
They understood their lives were hanging on a single thought of this terrifying young man before them.
Originally, Ye Yunfei had intended to kill all these Tianyan Sect members.
Suddenly.
"Heh, you want to play the capture game, do you? Fine. From now on, I'll capture every member I encounter from those factions. Let's see who captures more!"
This thought suddenly flashed across Ye Yunfei's mind.
Thus, Ye Yunfei stretched out a hand and activated a physical body technique, causing it to continuously enlarge. It instantly transformed into a giant palm, grabbing all those Tianyan Sect disciples in one go.
Ye Yunfei used a secret technique to seal the cultivation bases of these Tianyan Sect disciples, including Steward Zhang, and then transferred them all into the Phantom Tower.
"All valuable items in this branch stronghold have been looted." Ye Yunfei's Soul Power carefully scanned the entire branch stronghold, discovering that anything remotely valuable inside was completely gone.
Then, Ye Yunfei moved, disappearing from sight.
A moment later.
In front of the gate of the Tianyan Sect's branch stronghold within the imperial capital.
A young man in black slowly walked to the gate and raised his head to examine it.
On the gate were carved the three grand, sweeping characters for 'Tianyan Sect'.
This young man in black was naturally Ye Yunfei.
Gazing at those three characters, a cold smile appeared on Ye Yunfei's lips.
Then.
Ye Yunfei extended a fist and punched forward.
At this moment, four or five Tianyan Sect disciples who were guarding the gate noticed Ye Yunfei. Seeing that this fellow actually dared to throw a punch at their gate, they were outraged.
"Kid, are you looking for death?!"
"Fuck! How dare you come cause trouble at our Tianyan Sect's territory?! You've grown tired of living!"
...
The four or five Tianyan Sect disciples charged towards Ye Yunfei simultaneously.
At this time.
"Look! That kid actually dares to come cause trouble at the Tianyan Sect's branch stronghold!"
"Seems like a reckless fool who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. You can't mess with the Tianyan Sect!"
...
Some passing warriors nearby also noticed the commotion and discussed amongst themselves.
Rumble...
Ye Yunfei's fist, without haste, pushed forward. Simultaneously, it continued to enlarge. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into an immense, imposing fist like a small hill, rumbling forward with a terrifying momentum.
Dozens of faint tendrils of earthy-yellow heavy qi appeared on the fist, blooming with dazzling yellow light.
Pfft! Pfft!...
Those Tianyan Sect disciples charging towards Ye Yunfei, jostled by the vibrating fist, had their bodies violently burst apart, turning into four or five clouds of blood mist.
Then.
Ye Yunfei's fist pulverized the gate, along with the wall the gate was set into, into a cloud of debris and scattered masonry.
Boom!
This wasn't all. Ye Yunfei's arm continuously extended. The enormous fist continuously pushed forward into this Tianyan Sect branch stronghold.
Millions of catties of divine might poured into the fist, making it terrifying to the extreme.
Anything the fist touched immediately exploded, disintegrated, and turned to fragments.
Room after room, pavilions and towers, decorative rockeries and ponds—all were leveled flat.
One fist had nearly destroyed half of this Tianyan Sect branch stronghold!
The passing warriors nearby were left dumbstruck, unable to believe their eyes.
"Is he a monster?!"
"Isn't this way too exaggerated?!"
...
Gasps of astonishment sounded continuously.
Under the multitude of shocked gazes, Ye Yunfei, with his hands clasped behind his back, walked into this Tianyan Sect branch stronghold.
"Hu Miao, Huang Shang, come help. Take everything valuable in this branch stronghold," Ye Yunfei said.
"Alright."
Hu Miao and Huang Shang simultaneously appeared beside Ye Yunfei.