Chapter 80

Ye Chenfeng's back was drenched in sweat, his sharp eyes filled with a cold, stern light. Several places on his clothes had been torn by the members of the Dragon Tooth Society in the chaos, but fortunately, his skin was not injured.

"What? Do you still want to continue?" Ye Chenfeng said coldly, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he continued, "I'll give you one last chance. I'm about to form my own force. Now, you either die or submit. There is no third option for you to choose."

A cool night breeze blew past, and the remaining Dragon Tooth Society members who were still standing trembled as they held their machetes or iron bars. They truly did not have the courage to fight Ye Chenfeng anymore. His strength was simply far beyond theirs! Although these members of the Dragon Tooth Society lived a life of constant danger, it did not mean they were not afraid of death!

Jiang Yilong, standing at the back with his hands covering his crotch, had a shadowy look in his eyes. He bent over and walked respectfully toward Ye Chenfeng, saying, "It's not impossible for us to submit. Having someone as skilled as you as our leader is the greatest honor of our lives!"

Ye Chenfeng's eyes remained fixed on Jiang Yilong. The stark contrast in his behavior made Ye Chenfeng raise his guard.

Jiang Yilong approached Ye Chenfeng and said, "We just didn't know each other until we fought! With you leading us, the Dragon Tooth Society will surely flourish in Tianhai."

The Dragon Tooth Society members behind him looked at each other with confusion. They had been Jiang Yilong's brothers for many years, and in their understanding, he was not someone who would easily bow down. So they were all wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, Jiang Yilong's right hand reached for his waist, and he quickly drew a sharp dagger. The dagger flew out of his hand, aiming straight for Ye Chenfeng's throat.

Jiang Yilong often practiced throwing darts in his free time, and his skills were very precise. As the sharp dagger was about to pierce Ye Chenfeng's throat, Jiang Yilong could already imagine the scene of blood gushing from his throat, a mad and cruel smile appearing on his face.

"Ha ha ha—" he laughed loudly, losing control of his emotions, "Kid, you're still too young compared to me! What good is being skilled if you're going to die by my hand? When you're reborn, remember..."

Jiang Yilong's voice suddenly stopped, his mouth wide open as if it could hold an egg. When the tip of the dagger was just five centimeters from Ye Chenfeng's throat, it stopped in mid-air, as if an invisible force was blocking its path.

At the same moment, the dagger made a 180-degree turn, the tip now pointing at Jiang Yilong's throat, and it flew toward him.

Jiang Yilong's reaction was extremely quick. While the others were still in shock, he grabbed a nearby mad dog and used him as a shield in front of himself.

A "puh" sound was heard as the dagger mercilessly pierced the mad dog's throat, warm blood spraying out, adding a touch of color to the dark night.

The mad dog, hands covering his bleeding throat, turned to look at Jiang Yilong, his eyes filled with disbelief, and asked with great difficulty, "P-resident, w-why...?" Before he could finish, his head tilted to one side, his eyes losing their life, and he was already dead.

With his soul power reaching the fourth level, Ye Chenfeng could now initially project his power outward. Although projecting soul power was very draining for him, controlling the trajectory of a dagger was still manageable.

The sudden change in direction of the dagger made everyone present think they were dreaming. Ye Chenfeng had not touched the dagger at all, so how could this be explained? Was it a god? Was Ye Chenfeng a god? This was the first thought of the Dragon Tooth Society members, and they could not think of any other reasonable explanation.

Behind Ye Chenfeng, Monkey's face was flushed with excitement. He realized that his leader was becoming more and more mysterious. Not only could he take on three or four hundred people alone, but he could also perform such god-like feats? This was simply unbelievable.

A mocking smile hung on Ye Chenfeng's lips as he took a step toward Jiang Yilong and asked, "How about it? Are you disappointed now? But I'll send you to hell soon, where you truly belong."

Jiang Yilong's body slumped to the ground, his face filled with terror, and he stammered, "Please give me another chance, please give me another chance. I won't do such a stupid thing again."

Ye Chenfeng shrugged and said to the still stunned Dragon Tooth Society members, "This is your president. Should I let him go? In a crisis, he used his own brother's body to block the knife. The next one could be you, you, or you." Ye Chenfeng pointed at three Dragon Tooth Society members in succession.

Without a doubt, Ye Chenfeng's words were very convincing. These Dragon Tooth Society members were not fools. After seeing Jiang Yilong's true face, they all felt a surge of anger, and some were already rubbing their hands in anticipation.

"Since you've seen his true face, what are you waiting for? Why don't you take action?" Ye Chenfeng's tone was unusually calm. He would leave Jiang Yilong's fate to the Dragon Tooth Society members. Being killed by his former subordinates would surely be satisfying for Jiang Yilong.

Jiang Yilong kept retreating in terror, repeatedly saying, "No, no, I'm your president, I'm your president."

"President? President my ass! Brothers, let's go. A person like this doesn't deserve to be our president."

"We've been blind all these years. We need to cut him a few more times to vent our anger."

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With the lead of four or five people, the remaining Dragon Tooth Society members, each wielding a machete or iron bar, attacked Jiang Yilong.

"Ahh—" The night air was filled with Jiang Yilong's heart-wrenching screams.

These Dragon Tooth Society members were red with rage. In no time, Jiang Yilong's body was hacked to pieces, and he was dead beyond any doubt.

Ye Chenfeng had never intended to let Jiang Yilong and the mad dog live. Such people would only be a threat if left alive. He did not have the habit of keeping dogs that would turn against their master.

Ye Chenfeng exhaled, gazing at the distant night view. The Dragon Tooth Society would be his first step in dominating Tianhai. He knew that in any era, a strong person did not fight alone. A strong person needed a group of brave warriors willing to fight for him.