Chapter 1661 - 1537: Courting Death
"Hmph, you’ve offended the Moon Worship Sect, and now you want to escape? Don’t even think about it!" the Red Robe Sect Leader shouted sternly, already striking out with a palm.
Many people were speechless upon hearing this; wasn’t it you who were begging on your knees for this young man to leave?
However, many brainwashed followers still remained fervent, shouting excitedly, "Sect Leader is mighty, slay the demon!"
"Kill!"
Both the Red Robe Sect Leader and the Black-clothed Elder attacked simultaneously, their power incredibly strong, as the airwaves they unleashed swept away the surrounding trees, debris, fences, and incense burners.
"Die."
With a cold voice, Ye Qingfeng finally moved, his figure flickering, almost turning into an Illusion, impossible to see clearly.
"Where is he?"
The red-robed elder shouted in shock.
"How did he disappear!" the Black-clothed Elder was equally astonished.
"Die!"
A voice rang out, and suddenly blood splattered. The black-clothed one’s throat spewed a stream of blood, his eyes widened, disbelief written across his face.
He estimated that Ye Qingfeng was severely injured and on the brink of death. How could it be possible that he killed him so quickly?
However, he had no chance to figure out this problem.
Ye Qingfeng did not pause, slipping into the void again, only the remnant shadow of the void could be seen, faintly, murder intent emerging.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
Three strikes were executed in succession, and blood gushed forth. Although the Red Robe Sect Leader was not dead, sword marks already covered his body.
"I possess a low-level Yellow Dark Attribute bloodline, adept at shadow, concealment, and assassination. Unfortunately, my bloodline is too weak, only able to bully such trash."
"If my bloodline level reached Earth Level, even those War God Strong Men wouldn’t be able to see my figure clearly."
Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold as he murmured in his heart, yet the Futu Sword in his hand struck out fiercely.
"Senior, I’m wrong, spare me, I beg you, spare me, I promise never to provoke you again!" The Red Robe Sect Leader desperately evaded, pleading bitterly.
He was filled with deep remorse, regretting being instigated by the Black-clothed Elder.
"You’re too naive!"
Ye Qingfeng shook his head slightly, decisively taking action.
The intent to kill blossomed instantly, his sword ruthless, cold, and devoid of emotion, the Futu Sword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand suddenly descended from the sky.
Irresistible.
"Enough, stop!"
Suddenly there was a thunderous rumble from the sky, rolling through, deafening.
The voice truly sounded like that of an Immortal God!
At this moment, from the depths of the temple, an Illusion of Shen Teng emerged, faintly appearing, like the existence of a god.
"It’s the Heavenly God, the Heavenly God has manifested!"
"God, the god has appeared, he is here to punish the demon!"
Countless people cried out in shock, almost in celebration, the scene was so overwhelming, not something mere mortals could achieve; this Illusion was definitely a true Immortal.
"Sister, look, it’s real, it’s really the Heavenly God, I told you, there are immortals in this world!"
The brother exclaimed excitedly.
The sister’s expression also changed, a bit unbelieving.
Ling Yanchen’s mother also had a drastic change in expression. Originally, her faith had collapsed, and she was prepared to descend the mountain to return home. But seeing this scene, her heart was shaken.
"Haha, the Heavenly God has appeared. No matter how strong you are, you are no match for a true Heavenly God!" The Red Robe Sect Leader laughed wildly.
"Demon, why haven’t you stopped and submitted immediately? Otherwise, you’ll die without a doubt!"
Ye Qingfeng’s expression remained calm, lightly waving his hand.
The Futu Sword fell, slicing through the Red Robe Sect Leader’s body, blood spilling everywhere, looking both terrifying and bloody.
"How dare you kill someone in my Moon Worship Sect!"
This Illusion was a mass of dark mist, appearing very vague, yet exuded a powerful momentum, with two beams of light shooting from its eyes.
Looking at that Illusion, Ye Qingfeng smirked coldly, the Futu Sword in his hand becoming even more chilling, its glint biting.
"Planning to make a move against me? In this world, there’s no opponent for me." The Illusion said indifferently, "You can hardly imagine what kind of existence you are facing."
"Heh,"
Ye Qingfeng’s expression was extremely indifferent as he walked straight towards the temple.
No one saw that within the dark mist, the Illusion’s eyes flickered with a gleam.
"Stop immediately, kneel and submit, otherwise, this will be your utter destruction!" the Heavenly God’s Illusion sternly reprimanded.
Ye Qingfeng turned a deaf ear.
These followers had already knelt down, collectively worshiping.
Looking at Ye Qingfeng, daring to walk into the temple, they immediately rebuked:
"Seeing the Heavenly God, you still dare to be arrogant, this is a true Divine being!"
"Ignorant and fearless, do you think the Heavenly God is something you can challenge? He is a god, not to be touched by mere mortals."
"Foolish and fearless!"
With the appearance of the Heavenly God, these followers gained spiritual faith, facing the cold-blooded Ye Qingfeng, they were not as afraid, daring even to rebuke him.
They couldn’t help it; in their hearts, the Heavenly God was an invincible existence.
But no one had seen it before; Ye Qingfeng defeated the Moon Worship Sect Hierarch; everyone thought the Heavenly God was nonexistent, a mere concept.
Yet he appeared at last, instantly igniting a ray of hope in everyone’s hearts.
"Stop immediately, or I’ll make you understand the cost of offending a god!" The Heavenly God sneered repeatedly but sternly rebuked.
But his tone gave off a sense of over-presented courage that seemed quite unsure.
"Is that so? Fine, then I’ll stop." Ye Qingfeng’s footsteps, amazingly, truly halted.
He stopped.
He actually stopped!
The Heavenly God’s eyes flickered slightly. How could this arrogant guy suddenly stop in such a coincidental place?
Could he know my condition, and perceive my influence range, how is this possible?
The Heavenly God’s heart quaked.
Ye Qingfeng’s eyes shot out two beams of light, his Divine Sense spread, which had already completely seen through the Heavenly God’s expression.
This way, he could almost be certain that his guess was correct.
This Illusion’s influence was limited, and where he stood was precisely the Heavenly God’s limit, outside of which even an ordinary person was beyond the Heavenly God’s ability to handle.
"You, what are you doing? Are you afraid?" The Heavenly God shouted sternly.
"Didn’t you tell me to stop? Now that I’ve stopped, isn’t that just what you wanted?" Ye Qingfeng said plainly.
Within the dark mist, the Heavenly God’s eyes shot out with a pinpoint gleam.
If this young man stepped into his circle, regardless of how strong this young man was, he could easily erase him, but beyond the range, he could do nothing.
"Heh."
Just then, Ye Qingfeng took a step, directly entering the circle.