The next moment, the entire Profound Magnetic Mountain erupted with dazzling light and began to tremble violently.
Ye Yunfei could feel it—he had established a close connection with this Profound Magnetic Mountain and could now control it!
*Bzzz…...*
Following Ye Yunfei's thought, concentric silver rings of light suddenly rippled outward from the mountain.
A mysterious magnetic field energy was born. Wherever this magnetic energy reached, it seemed to solidify the space there; everything seemed to freeze instantly.
*BOOM!*
The blade aura slashed out by that burly man from the Jiaosu Star Domain had already reached a spot just three inches away from Ye Yunfei's body.
However, right at that moment, the blade aura suddenly stopped, forcibly suspended in mid-air by the magnetic field energy emanating from the Profound Magnetic Mountain.
Then, under the influence of the magnetic energy, the blade aura began to twist, deform, disintegrate, and finally shattered completely.
"How can this be?!" The burly man cried out in both shock and fury.
This strike of his was one that few peers dared to take head-on, yet it had bizarrely disintegrated and vanished.
"The power of the Profound Magnetic Field is indeed good," Ye Yunfei said, standing up, his hands clasped behind his back, as he smiled faintly.
The Profound Magnetic Mountain had two special characteristics. First, it could release Profound Magnetic Light. This was the silver radiance it spewed forth. When fully activated, it could pierce through space, possessing immense destructive power.
Its second characteristic was the Profound Magnetic Field.
Composed of intertwining Yuan Magnetic Force and Yuan Magnetic Laws, once activated, the magnetic field energy could solidify and distort space within its range of influence; everything within that space was affected.
"Although, with my current strength, I cannot truly unleash the full power of this Profound Magnetic Mountain, dealing with these guys in front of me is more than sufficient," Ye Yunfei thought to himself.
This mountain contained a sea of Yuan Magnetic Force and Laws, but with Ye Yunfei's current strength, he could only activate a small fraction at most.
"Kid, in the face of absolute power, these theatrical tricks of yours are useless!" The burly man roared, raising the large saber in his hand and slashing towards Ye Yunfei once more.
"Ye Yunfei, die!" Wu Yang also closed in, gripping two golden battle halberds in his hands, attacking with a mountain-splitting force.
At this moment, the nine divine beasts of the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel were powerless to resist under the onslaught of several hundred Soul Formation Realm experts.
Consequently, experts were closing in on Ye Yunfei.
*Zzzzt…*
Han Yucheng wielded his long sword, its sword qi thin as silk, continuous and unending, cutting and entangling towards Ye Yunfei from afar.
*ROAR!*
The five demonic beasts had also reached Ye Yunfei's vicinity, each roaring as they pounced at him.
Since Ye Yunfei had taken the Black Geng Thunder Wood, they viewed him as their greatest enemy.
Simultaneously, the Ninth Prince of the Nine Li Imperial Dynasty, the purple-robed youth from the Cangyan Sacred Land, the black-robed man from the Taiheng Star Domain, the green-eyed woman from the Ziwei Star Domain, and the white-robed man from the Tianma Star Domain also rushed near Ye Yunfei, launching their attacks one after another.
With all these top-level experts striking together, the killing intent was astonishing.
"Let's try the power of the Profound Magnetic Light." Facing the simultaneous assault of so many experts, Ye Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back, not moving an inch, his mind set.
The next instant.
*Bzzz… Bzzz…*
The Profound Magnetic Mountain beneath Ye Yunfei's feet suddenly shot out streaks of silver radiance so dazzling they were blinding, each streak terrifyingly powerful.
*Zzzt... Zzzt…*
Under Ye Yunfei's control, vast amounts of this silver radiance erupted outwards in all directions with Ye Yunfei at the center.
*Pu… Pu… Pu…*
Taken by surprise, the bodies of those attacking Ye Yunfei were pierced one after another by the silver light, blood spurting out from the holes that appeared.
The silver streaks were too numerous, dense and overwhelming, making them extremely difficult to dodge!
Wu Yang, Han Yucheng, the Ninth Prince, the purple-robed youth, the burly man, the black-robed youth, the green-eyed woman, and the white-robed man—all were hit. Their bodies bore bloody holes, dripping wet with blood.
"What devilry is this silver light?!" One of the experts cried out in shock and fear. None dared to continue attacking Ye Yunfei; they all rapidly retreated while desperately swinging their weapons or magical treasures to block the incessant hail of silver streaks.
The Profound Magnetic Mountain was a rare treasure, unheard of by these young warriors!
"Both the Profound Magnetic Field and the Profound Magnetic Light have quite satisfactory power." Ye Yunfei nodded in approval.
The next moment.
With a thought, Ye Yunfei activated the Profound Magnetic Field once more.
*Buzz…*
A powerful wave of magnetic field energy rippled out, enveloping the surroundings.
Immediately, the several hundred Soul Formation Realm experts standing on the mountain felt their bodies sink simultaneously, as if carrying a heavy mountain on their shoulders, their movements becoming sluggish and difficult.
"You were having fun attacking earlier, weren't you?" Ye Yunfei said, his hands behind his back, his cold gaze sweeping over the Soul Formation Realm experts.
At this moment, under the siege of hundreds of Soul Formation Realm experts, the bodies of the nine divine beasts of the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel had all grown dim and lifeless.
If this continued, they would soon be extinguished.
Ye Yunfei willed it, and all nine divine beasts retracted, vanishing from sight.
"Now, it's my turn," Ye Yunfei said coldly.
As his words fell...
*Swish!*
Ye Yunfei moved, arriving instantly before the burly man from the Jiaosu Star Domain.
*BOOM!*
Ye Yunfei raised a fist and struck.
"Kid, you're looking for death!" The burly man roared.
*BOOM!…*
He raised his large saber, unleashing rolling waves of blade aura to slash at Ye Yunfei.
However, a powerful magnetic field energy immediately wrapped around the saber, freezing it in mid-air.
"Damn it!
What is going on!" The burly man felt the saber in his hand grow impossibly heavy, difficult to move.
At the same time, his body was also suppressed by a terrifying magnetic energy!
*BOOM!*
How fast was Ye Yunfei? His fist had already landed on the man's body.
"Damn it!" The man bellowed. A torrent of spiritual power poured from his body, forming a protective energy layer.
"Let's see how many punches you can withstand," Ye Yunfei sneered.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!…*
Ye Yunfei's fists were like lightning, incredibly fast, pounding densely like a rainstorm upon the man's chest.
In just the time it took to draw a breath, Ye Yunfei threw over a hundred punches.
Each punch contained the force of half a Jiao!
*Pu…*
Finally, the burly man could endure no more. He spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his face instantly ashen, his aura deflated.
His chest was deeply indented, flesh a bloody mess.
*BANG!*
Ye Yunfei's final punch sent the burly man's body flying away like a kite with its string cut.
"Your turn," Ye Yunfei said, turning his gaze to Wu Yang with a cold smile.
"Retreat!" Wu Yang's expression changed. With a loud shout, he turned and charged down the mountain.
"Too late." Ye Yunfei stomped his foot.
*Zzzt… Zzzt…*
Myriad streaks of silver light shot out from the Profound Magnetic Mountain, concentrated towards Wu Yang.
"I am a core descendant of the Wu Clan! If you dare lay hands on me, Ye Yunfei, are you not afraid of enraging our clan?!" Wu Yang yelled while fleeing, a pair of golden battle halberds releasing rolling golden light to protect his rear.
However, within the range of the Profound Magnetic Field, suppressed by its energy, his speed was no match for Ye Yunfei's.
*Swish!*
Ye Yunfei took one step, his figure appearing ghost-like to block Wu Yang's path.
"I've already killed so many of your Wu Clan's disciples. Why should I be afraid now?" Ye Yunfei sneered.
"Die!" In his panic and fury, Wu Yang struck with all his might. The pair of golden halberds split the air, shaking the space.
Ye Yunfei gently stomped his foot on the mountain beneath him.
*Buzz…*
A powerful magnetic field energy appeared, pressing down on Wu Yang's body.
Then, a spiritual sword appeared in Ye Yunfei's hand. He thrust it forward.
This strike was none other than the Flying Immortal Sword Strike!
A sword light of dazzling talent and brilliance seemed to come from beyond the heavens, indescribably splendid and magnificent.
"NO!" Wu Yang sensed the aura of death. He desperately wanted to dodge, but under the suppression of the magnetic energy, his movement speed was drastically reduced.
Even the pair of halberds in his hands grew heavier and heavier under the magnetic attraction.
Though possessing formidable skills, he was utterly unable to use them now!
*Zzt!*
Ye Yunfei's spiritual sword pierced into the space between Wu Yang's eyebrows.
"You…" Wu Yang's body stiffened, his eyes glaring fixedly at Ye Yunfei, feeling utterly humiliated and filled with unwillingness.
"This mountain must be peculiar… Could it be... a treasure?
An Innate Treasure?" Wu Yang asked.
"Correct." Ye Yunfei nodded and replied, then withdrew his sword.
The light in Wu Yang's eyes gradually faded. His body went limp and slid down the mountain, his head lolling to one side, dead.
"This mountain is strange! Hurry, run! Get away from here!"
Now, everyone had realized that the short mountain beneath their feet was strange. They began scrambling, rolling and crawling, desperately fleeing down the mountain.
"Only discovering it now?
Too late, unfortunately." Ye Yunfei smiled faintly.
This Profound Magnetic Mountain had already been refined by Ye Yunfei and was completely under his control. It was essentially his home ground!
In any battle on this mountain, Ye Yunfei held a complete geographical advantage!
Though numerous, these Soul Formation Realm experts were simply no match for Ye Yunfei!
*Swish!*
Ye Yunfei moved, pursuing the Soul Formation Realm experts.
*Pu! Pu!…*
Ye Yunfei fought with punches, palms, or sword strikes, cutting through his opponents like melons and vegetables. With each move, a Soul Formation Realm cultivator fell.
At the same time, Ye Yunfei also wielded Dark Thorn, transforming it into a ghostly black streak that continuously harvested the lives of Soul Formation Realm experts.
"AH!... AH!..."
Shrieks of agony rang out continuously. The hundreds of Soul Formation Realm experts were being slaughtered until ghosts wept and wolves howled, corpses littering the ground!
As the killing progressed, Ye Yunfei strode forward with one hand behind his back, the other delivering fatal strikes. His robes fluttered violently, his black hair dancing in the wind, his killing intent shaking the heavens.
Like a god of slaughter descended upon the mortal realm!