Chapter 45

This time, Ye Feng slowed his steps to avoid what had just happened, advancing cautiously along the way, especially after learning that the Da Luo Academy and Gui Yun Castle had joined forces, he became even more vigilant.

Qixia Valley was covered with musk orchids, which emitted a fragrance that could spread for miles. Even before Ye Feng entered the depths, the scent hit his nose, captivating his heart. This place was truly a paradise on earth.

Countless butterflies flitted among the flowers, making a buzzing sound. Ye Feng relaxed his tense emotions, taking in the beauty before him, which lifted his spirits and dispelled the negative feelings from the ambush.

Entering the sea of flowers, Ye Feng's steps became even slower as he felt a faint but distinct killing intent locking onto him. Startled, he immediately prepared for battle.

As Ye Feng searched for the source of the killing intent, it disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm.

Shaking his head, his perception told him that danger was certain. This was the alertness of a martial artist, especially after experiencing countless battles, Ye Feng had a latent sense of impending danger.

After passing through the sea of flowers, the exit of Qixia Valley was not far away. Ahead were towering trees, each with lush branches and leaves, reaching a hundred feet high, blocking out the sky. Even if a dozen people were hiding in the trees, they would be undetectable.

Suddenly!

Ye Feng stopped, standing still, and a powerful aura burst from his body.

"Heh heh heh! What a strong sense of alertness, you discovered me so quickly!"

A cold voice came from the giant tree, echoing in the vast mountain, but it was impossible to tell where it originated.

"Come out, don't be sneaky."

Ye Feng prepared for battle. When he stepped into the forest, he felt something was off. The killing intent was emanating from here, so he was even more certain when he entered.

"You made me wait for you for six days. It seems you were very cautious on your journey."

A blood-red figure descended from the sky, it was Gui Wu Xue, who had been waiting here. He believed Ye Feng spent six days advancing cautiously, not thinking that Ye Feng had deliberately slowed down.

Ye Feng didn't bother to explain. Since the other party thought he slowed down due to the surrounding dangers, why not use this to his advantage? This way, he could make the other party underestimate him, which was a good strategy.

"We have no grudges or enmity. Why are you waiting for me here?" Although Ye Feng knew Gui Wu Xue wanted to kill him, he still asked.

"Two reasons!" Gui Wu Xue held up two fingers.

"First, you injured my brother, Gui Wu Gu. I must kill you."

"Second, you rose rapidly within three months. There must be a secret within you. So I must kill you to obtain this secret." Gui Wu Xue said bluntly, without any pretense, showing his domineering nature.

"Such a domineering attitude. This is how your Gui Yun Castle always acts, right?" Ye Feng sneered, though he knew it, he didn't expect the other party to be so blunt.

"Since you know I'm domineering, then surrender quietly. Maybe I'll consider sparing you this time." Gui Wu Xue's tone was firm, as if Ye Feng was just a toy in his hands, to be played with at will.

"You know I won't surrender. Why bother with this pretense? Since you won't let me go, why should I let you go?" Ye Feng laughed mockingly, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Looking for death, then I'll grant your wish. After I kill you, I'll see how you can still be so defiant!" Gui Wu Xue emitted a blood-red aura, which gradually turned into a killing intent, overwhelming and suffocating, spreading toward Ye Feng. The strong, pungent smell was unbearable.

"Blood Demon Palm!"

Gui Wu Xue spread his hand, which was twice the size of a normal person's, emitting a blood-red gas, terrifying to behold, like blood-red worms wriggling on it.

A cloud of killing intent formed into a devil, roaring and running on the ground. Countless ghosts wailed around, indicating how many lives Gui Wu Xue had taken to create such a terrifying killing intent.

If a timid person encountered such intense killing intent, they would be scared to death. Even if they didn't die from fear, their combat ability would be greatly reduced, as the killing intent could affect one's mental state, making them lose their judgment.

"Hmph!"

Ye Feng coldly snorted. Facing the overwhelming killing intent, Ye Feng had only one move: to break through it with force, dispelling the illusion and cutting through everything.

His fist was covered in a thick layer of light, transforming into a meteor. With a powerful kick, Ye Feng vanished from his spot, his fist striking directly at Gui Wu Xue.

The violent force raged around, the air around Ye Feng began to crackle and split, spreading outward, pushing the blood-red devil away.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng's fist struck the blood-red hand, producing an explosion. The powerful shockwave was like a storm hitting banana leaves, making a loud noise, sweeping through the surroundings, and mercilessly destroying the weaker trees.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Both bodies retreated rapidly. Ye Feng felt a jolt in his arm. Gui Wu Xue's strength was immense, at least as strong as three flying dragons. If Ye Feng unleashed the true qi from his nine dantians, he could instantly suppress him.

Gui Wu Xue's eyes flashed with doubt. The Blood Demon Palm was extremely powerful, almost a innate martial technique, yet it was shattered by Ye Feng's single punch, forcing him back several steps. Gui Wu Xue had to reassess Ye Feng's strength.

"It seems you indeed had a heaven-defying encounter. Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to make such great progress in just three months." Gui Wu Xue was even more certain that Ye Feng had gained some extraordinary fortune, which boosted his strength.

Ye Feng sneered, not bothering to explain. These people all wanted to know his secrets, even willing to kill him. Apart from fighting back, Ye Feng had no other choice. Killing to stop killing was undoubtedly a good strategy. His primary goal was to eliminate those who posed a potential threat to him.

"Since you won't speak, I'll use the Soul Search Technique. Once I capture you, I'll see how you can still resist."

Gui Wu Xue moved, his clawed hand reaching out again, the blood aura even more intense.

The Soul Search Technique was an extremely evil technique. The victim would suffer a fate worse than death, as their soul would be forced into their brain to search for useful information, a cruel process that would end in excruciating pain and the soul drying up.

"Three Styles of Blood Demon!"

This time, the Blood Demon Palm had many variations, palm techniques within palm techniques, continuous and unending, covering every inch of the area around Ye Feng. The sharp palm winds whistled, cutting through the air with a hissing sound, causing strong vibrations.

With a swift step, Ye Feng's fist flashed, his momentum heavy and powerful. The punch roared like an earthquake, smashing down with the force to break through all techniques, without any flashy moves.

One flying dragon's strength!

Two flying dragons' strength!

Three flying dragons' strength!

As Ye Feng's fist drew closer, the true qi intensity increased sharply, rising steadily. The surrounding air began to churn, like a boiling oil pot, bubbling layer by layer.

Four flying dragons' strength!

Ye Feng's momentum continued to rise. Gui Wu Xue's eyes, which were shocked, turned to horror. Ye Feng's strength exceeded his by one flying dragon. Gui Wu Xue was at most three and a half, but Ye Feng had reached four, and it was still rising.

"Crack!"

The sky, which was filled with palm shadows, began to crack, unable to withstand Ye Feng's punch. The fist broke through everything, heading straight for Gui Wu Xue, unstoppable, like a force that could crush anything.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng's fist broke through the Blood Demon Palm, striking Gui Wu Xue's body directly. A crisp explosion sounded from inside Gui Wu Xue's body, and he flew through the air like a broken kite, landing on the ground.

"Spit!"

Gui Wu Xue spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and haggard, his left arm hanging limply. The sound of broken bones came from his arm, where Ye Feng's punch had struck.

"Such powerful strength." Gui Wu Xue's voice was filled with shock, his mind overwhelmed with rage, unable to believe that Ye Feng, at the eighth level of the Later Heaven stage, could have such strength, even rivaling the Innate stage.

"Swish!"

A blood demon scythe appeared, covered in layers of flesh. It wasn't flesh, but a substance, a type of poisonous insect. These insects could suddenly attack the opponent when the weapon was used, a very sinister move.

Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless, drawing his axe and trying to avoid close combat. He had heard of these insects, called man-eating bugs. They were small but terrifying in number. Over ten thousand man-eating bugs could devour a person in seconds.

Raising these man-eating bugs was a cruel process, involving feeding them with large numbers of live humans. Otherwise, the bugs would devour their owner. It turned out that most of the people Gui Wu Xue had killed were used to feed these man-eating bugs.

Seeing these man-eating bugs, one could tell how many people Gui Wu Xue had killed, his hands stained with blood. Even Ye Feng could hear the wails around, as the man-eating bugs devoured humans and their souls, which now covered the scythe, trying to break free.

"Boy, this is your doing. Since you forced me, I'll let you taste the power of the man-eating bugs!"

Gui Wu Xue's face was twisted with rage, his arm shattered by Ye Feng, driving him to madness. The man-eating bugs were restless, ready to pounce and devour Ye Feng's body, sucking his blood and flesh dry.

"Enough talk. Only one of us can leave here alive." Ye Feng didn't bother with words, his axe glowing with a fierce light, as if it could pierce through anything.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

The scythe swung, turning the surrounding space blood-red. This time, it wasn't killing intent but the man-eating bugs swarming over.

They covered the sky, buzzing, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, devouring the space, causing it to collapse, a terrifying sight.

Ye Feng had no choice but to face them. His axe glowed brilliantly, the true qi from his nine dantians bursting forth, a violent energy piercing the clouds, shaking the heavens with a loud boom. Five flying dragons' strength was unleashed, the ground trembling.

Suddenly, the Fire Dantian erupted, a beam of flame true qi emitted through the axe, burning the space. It looked like flames but was actually true qi, carrying the essence of fire.