"Dean Sima, they have overwhelming numbers. If a full-scale fight breaks out, I may not be able to ensure everyone's protection.
Organize everyone from the Academy immediately and get as far away from the center of the battle as possible."
Ye Yunfei sent a sound transmission to Dean Sima.
Their opponents included three Late Stage Imperial Realm experts, six Mid Stage Imperial Realm, and fifteen Imperial Realm (Early) experts, and they might even possess innate treasures. Faced with such a multitude of Imperial Realm masters, even Ye Yunfei felt a slight headache.
Especially those three late-stage Imperial Realm experts.
"Understood!" Dean Sima nodded.
Consequently, Dean Sima led the other high-ranking members and stealthily retreated.
"Less talking," Ye Yunfei’s gaze fell upon the man in command—the one wearing a helmet—and he said coldly, "If you want to live, get lost."
"Very well."
"You’ve lost any chance to choose," the man snapped, his voice heavy with anger.
"All six of you! Charge together and kill this brat!" the man ordered.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Six Mid Stage Imperial Realm experts simultaneously moved at high speed, charging towards Ye Yunfei.
The strength Ye Yunfei had just displayed made these six mid-stage Imperial Realm experts somewhat wary, so they no longer underestimated him.
"Brat, taste my blade!"
A man with a burly physique like an iron tower roared, raising a battle sword and striding forward in large steps.
This man had clearly been through numerous slaughters; murderous intent permeated his movements, giving off a savage aura.
Clang!
Ye Yunfei produced a spirit sword and executed the One Sword Flew Immortal technique. The sword in his hand moved with cloud-like grace, thrusting out along a profound and mysterious trajectory.
This sword strike seemed to descend from the Ninth Heaven, as if a celestial immortal was brandishing a blade!
Clang!
The spirit sword clashed with the battle sword.
The burly man was shaken back several steps, his grip on the battle sword violently loosened, sending it flying from his hand.
"How is this possible?!" the burly man exclaimed in horror and shock.
"Die!"
Even as the burly man was stunned, Ye Yunfei had already thrown a punch.
Boom!
Between heaven and earth, boundless energy, laws, and it even seemed as if the entire world was collapsing towards the burly man.
Thump!
Unable to resist at all, the burly man was struck by Ye Yunfei’s fist and shattered into pieces.
At that moment, the other five mid-stage Imperial Realm experts had just arrived!
"Attack him together!" one of them roared.
Boom! Boom!
The five Mid Stage Imperial Realm experts attacked simultaneously, each unleashing their most powerful martial techniques with full force.
Five ferocious assaults blasted towards Ye Yunfei at the same time, shaking the very space and causing it to rumble.
Swoosh!
Ye Yunfei employed spatial energy, taking a step that caused him to vanish into the fabric of space.
"He pierced through space!"
This scene left the experts from the Star Nation utterly dumbfounded.
"Not even within our own empire do we have many capable of piercing through space!" Commander Shi said, his expression one of utter confusion. "How can a mere brat like him achieve this?"
Ah!
Suddenly, one of the Mid Stage Imperial Realm experts let out a wretched cry. A tiny sword had abruptly invaded his soul sea, striking towards his soul body, sending waves of splitting pain through his head.
At the same time, Ye Yunfei took a single step from the depths of space and threw a punch that blasted that mid-stage Imperial Realm expert apart.
Then, Ye Yunfei once again vanished into the depths of space.
In the next instant, Ye Yunfei suddenly appeared behind another Mid Stage Imperial Realm expert, simultaneously utilizing Heaven-Soul Sword and the Heaven-Borrowing Nine Burials Fist to annihilate him with one move.
Ye Yunfei had killed three Mid Stage Imperial Realm experts in succession, with astonishing speed—all within the span of about three breaths!
For a moment, the scene fell into a deathly silence.
The remaining experts from both the Star Nation and the Nine Li Imperial Dynasty fixed their eyes unwaveringly on Ye Yunfei.
They never imagined Ye Yunfei's combat prowess could be so formidable!
"Brat, you dare to kill members of our Star Nation expeditionary force!" Commander Shi said, his face ashen with fury, grinding his teeth. "You're dead!"
"Commander Shi, allow me to deal with him."
At that moment, a tall, lean man walked towards Ye Yunfei.
This was a Late Stage Imperial Realm expert!
"Be careful. This brat's combat strength is somewhat peculiar," Commander Shi advised.
Boom!
The tall, lean man suddenly accelerated his form, torrents of spiritual power erupting from his body like a volcano spewing lava.
Boom!
The tall, lean man directly attacked, throwing a punch at Ye Yunfei.
A massive purple fist imprint materialized from his knuckles, surrounded by arcs of crackling purple lightning.
It appeared as if that fist imprint was condensed from divine purple thunder!
"Brat, try my Purple Thunder God Fist!" the tall, lean man bellowed.
"A garbage fist technique," Ye Yunfei shook his head, chuckling coldly.
This Purple Thunder God Fist possessed formidable power and ferocious intent. To cultivators within the Profound Yellow Starfield, it would indeed be considered a terrifyingly tyrannical fist technique.
But compared to the Heaven-Borrowing Nine Burials Fist, it wasn't even worth mentioning.
The Heaven-Borrowing Nine Burials Fist, named 'Borrowing Heaven,' was no misnomer.
When executed, it truly possessed the profound wonder of borrowing the heavens and earth for one's own use.
Ye Yunfei clenched his right fist and delivered a punch.
Throughout heaven and earth, various energies, laws, and a sense of momentum amassed by the very cosmos rapidly converged towards Ye Yunfei's fist.
Bang!
Ye Yunfei's fist collided with the purple fist imprint. For a brief moment, they remained locked in a stalemate.
Then, each took a step back.
The exchange ended in a draw!
"How is this possible?!" the tall, lean man couldn't believe it.
He was a late-stage Imperial Realm expert! In a direct, head-on clash of brute force, he had stalemated with a Soul Formation Realm (Late) brat!
This outcome was unacceptable to him.
'Late-stage Imperial Realm experts are indeed significantly stronger than the early and mid-stage,' Ye Yunfei mused inwardly.
"Again!" Ye Yunfei roared, launching another punch.
"Bring it!" the tall, lean man also bellowed.
Bang!
Their attacks collided a second time, deadlocking briefly once more.
"Impossible!"
"My arm actually hurts!" The tall, lean man's face revealed shock as his arm trembled slightly, waves of stabbing pain coursing through it.
Boom!
Before the tall, lean man could even react, Ye Yunfei's third punch arrived.
A surging fist intent pressed down upon him.
"Brat, I refuse to believe I can't defeat you!" The tall, lean man erupted in extreme fury, exerting all his strength to throw a punch in response.
Bang!
Their fists met once more.
This time, the tall, lean man felt his entire body quake, forcing him to retreat a step.
"How could this be? I was forced back!" the man exclaimed, his face a mixture of shock and fury.
"Here I come again!" Ye Yunfei roared, unleashing a fourth punch.
The Heaven-Borrowing Nine Burials Fist was reputed to bury heaven with each fist strike. It possessed the wondrous effect of stacking fist momentum—the longer you fought, the more powerful you became!
Bang!
Bang!
...
Following this, Ye Yunfei threw six consecutive punches with lightning speed, almost completing them all within the span of a single breath.
Each punch forced the tall, lean man back a few steps.
His face grew increasingly pale, and his aura steadily declined.
With the final punch,
the tall, lean man finally could no longer withstand the force.
Pft...
He spat out over a dozen mouthfuls of blood, mixed with fragments of shattered internal organs. His form plummeted downwards, then he landed heavily, sitting firmly on the ground, his aura extremely weak.
"Commander Shi... I am severely injured," the tall, lean man said weakly, looking towards Commander Shi. "I can no longer fight."
'The power is still insufficient,' Ye Yunfei shook his head, feeling dissatisfied. 'I struck nine times, yet only severely injured a late-stage Imperial Realm expert instead of killing him.'
"Brat, I truly underestimated you," Commander Shi said, his voice heavy, his gaze as he looked at Ye Yunfei now filled with gravity.
"All of you! Everyone, attack together!"
Thus, all the remaining Imperial Realm experts moved simultaneously, encircling Ye Yunfei from all sides.
Commander Shi himself also took a step forward, advancing towards Ye Yunfei.
"Excellent. Come at me all together," Ye Yunfei said with a cold laugh, showing no fear.
Simultaneously,
somewhere in the Beihuang Domain, a flying ship was speeding towards Heavenly Dao Academy's headquarters.
Inside the ship were three men with powerful auras.
"I hope this Ye Yunfei from Beihuang Domain is indeed the mongrel bastard we're looking for," one of the men said. "If so, we can quickly leave this low-level starfield and return to report our mission complete."