War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Wanqi Yu Ning’s face was full of wrinkles, and his body was very thin. He looked as though a gust of wind would be able to send him flying. At this moment, he looked at Ye Chen Feng and asked calmly, “Ye Chen Feng, why are you here?”

No emotions could be heard in Wanqi Yu Ning’s voice. It was hard to tell if he did not care about Ye Chen Feng’s provocative action, if he had a good temper, or if he was just skilled at hiding his emotions.

When Ye Chen Feng’s eyes fell on Wanqi Yu Ning, his tone softened as he said, “Elder Yu Ning, you’re from the same generation as my master so I should address you as ‘junior uncle’. Elder Yu Ning, I’m sure you’re aware of the incident outside of Seven Kills Valley, right?”

Ye Chen Feng stared at Wanqi Yu Ning silently after he finished speaking.

Wanqi Yu Ning fell silent for a long time after hearing Ye Chen Feng’s words. Naturally, he was aware of the matter. Personally, he disagreed with snatching something that had been lost fair and square in such a manner. However, he could also understand his juniors’ actions. Hence, he could bring himself to blame them. Moreover, he would not live for much longer. If Wanqi Jue lost his prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul, Wanqi Jue would not be able to live for long either. The loss of two intermediate Emperors of Gods would deal a huge blow to the Wanqi clan.

At this time, Wanqi Wu Ming said coldly, “Ye Chen Feng, I’ve already explained this to your senior brother, Zhen Yun Feng. Our Wanqi clan has also publicly apologized for this matter. In addition to that, our clan has also begun the search for the 200 king-grade Limit Divine Pills. We’ll definitely send them to the Pure Yang Sect within 100 years. Does the Pure Yang Sect really want to turn against the Wanqi clan because of this matter?”

Despite Wanqi Wu Ming’s cold tone, a hint of desperation could be seen in his eyes.

Wanqi Liu Su, the Clan Leader of the Wanqi clan, said in an even icier tone, “Ye Chen Feng, if you leave now, the Wanqi clan will pretend like today’s incident didn’t happen. We won’t hold you accountable for the deaths of our disciples. The Wanqi clan won’t default on the promise Elder Wu Ming made to the Pure Yang Sect.”

Many of those standing behind Wanqi Liu Su frowned upon hearing his words,but they remained silent and only looked at Ye Chen Feng coldly. After all, many disciples who died were from their factions. However, when they recalled the Wanqi clan’s recent actions, they knew that Wanqi Liu Su was only trying to extinguish the Pure Yang Sect’s flames of anger. They had expected the Pure Yang Sect to look for trouble with them, but they did not expect Ye Chen Feng to personally come to the Wanqi clan. All things considered, they knew that if Ye Chen Feng agreed to leave peacefully, the best way was to free him from all accountability regarding the disciples’ deaths.

Upon hearing Wanqi Liu Su’s words, Ye Chen Feng asked, amused, “What if I refuse to leave?”

“Refuse to leave?” Wanqi Liu Su’s expression darkened immediately as he said, “Then, it depends on if you came on your own accord or under the orders of the Pure Yang Sect.”

“What if I came here on my own accord?” Ye Chen Feng continued to ask.

This time, before Wanqi Liu Su spoke, Wanqi Wu Ming said, “If that’s the case, you won’t be able to leave the Wanqi clan’s estate without giving us an explanation.”

“Is that so?” Ye Chen Feng cocked an eyebrow and smiled mockingly as he looked at Wanqi Wu Ming and asked, “Do you think you alone can stop me?”

Wanqi Wu Ming’s expression soured immediately. Naturally, he knew he was no match for Ye Chen Feng alone.

Wanqi Jue, who was inwardly anxious, asked loudly, “What do youwant, Ye Chen Feng?”

Apart from hostility, a hint of fear could also be seen in Wanqi Jue’s eyes.

“What do I want?” Ye Chen Feng smiled lazily as he said, “Wanqi Jue, I came here to look for you and Wanqi Wu Ming this time. Since you’re both here, let’s settle the matter now. Return the prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul to my junior nephew, kneel, and kowtow three times to him. After that, I’ll naturally let the matter go.”

Ye Chen Feng was very calm when he spoke.

Wanqi Jue’s expression changed immediately upon hearing Ye Chen Feng’s words. He roared, “Ye Chen Feng, are you trying to humiliate me?”

“So what if I am?” Ye Chen Feng said indifferently, “Since you dare to shamelessly snatch back what we won fair and square, you should’ve considered this outcome. Based on your attitude, it seems like you’re unwilling to meet my conditions?”

Nearing the end of Ye Chen Feng’s words, his tone turned icy.

“I’ll never do it!” Wanqi Jue said decisively.

“Very well,” Ye Chen Feng said with a smile, “I was hoping you’d respond this way, Wanqi Jue. Since this is the case, I’ll test my sword on you first.”

As soon as Ye Chen Feng’s voice fell, his eyes seemed to be covered with frost. He raised his hand, and a sword ray appeared in the air, followed by another figure.

The figure belonged to a young man dressed in a black robe. His face was hidden by a hood. His body exuded an extremely sharp sword intent.

As soon as Ye Chen Feng moved, the black-clad young man wielded the sword ray merged with Ye Chen Feng.

“Sword soul!”

As soon as Ye Chen Feng moved, the elders of the Wanqi clan, who just regained their senses, exclaimed in shock, disbelief, and horror.

“Ye Chen Feng!” The expression of Wanqi Jue, who was being targeted by Ye Chen Feng, changed drastically. He hastily moved to bring out his prominent divine artifact. He was just about to swing his seven-foot-long spear when he saw a black sword ray flashing past from the corners of his eyes.

“No…” Wanqi Jue cried out before his voice came to an abrupt stop. This was the only word he managed to say before he collapsed.

Just like that, Wanqi Jue, an intermediate Emperor of Gods and a Golden Seat Elder of the Wanqi clan, died!

Swoosh!

Like a gust of wind, Ye Chen Feng reappeared in front of Zhen Ping Fan and Duan Ling Tian. His face was expressionless as though nothing had happened.

Thump!

A loud noise rang in the air as Wanqi Jue’s body landed on the ground. The sound was magnified in the silence.

“Ye Chen Feng, how dare you kill a Golden Seat Elder of the Wanqi clan?!” Wanqi Wu Ming asked as he glared at Ye Chen Feng with bloodshot eyes, looking as though he wanted to devour Ye Chen Feng.

Wanqi Liusu’s expression was dark as well. He did not expect Ye Chen Feng to possess a prominent divine artifact with a complete artifact soul. After all, it was said that only advanced Emperors of Gods could nurture an artifact soul to completion. How was this possible?

At this moment, after catching the seven-foot-long spear that Ye Chen Feng threw over, Zhen Ping Fan, who was standing next to Duan Ling Tian, said sincerely, “Thank you, Junior Uncle Ye!”

The stolen prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul was finally returned to Zhen Ping Fan.

Ye Chen Feng looked at Wanqi Wu Ming, who was glaring at him, and said calmly, “I welcome you to seek revenge for him.” After a beat, he added, “Don’t forget. I came this time not only to look for Wanqi Jue, but I came for you as well. Now that he’s dead, it’s your turn.”

Upon hearing Ye Chen Feng’s words, Wanqi Wu Ming’s expression changed drastically. The hostility was gone, replaced by fear. When he thought about the scene earlier, chills ran up his spine. He knew now that Ye Chen Feng had a prominent divine sword with a complete artifact soul, Ye Chen Feng was no weaker than an ordinary advanced Emperor of Gods. It was easy for Ye Chen Feng to kill Wanqi Jue, and even if he was stronger than Wanqi Jue, it would likely be easy for Ye Chen Feng to kill him as well.

“Ye Chen Feng…”

There were many rudimentary Emperors of Gods standing behind Wanqi Liu Su at this moment, and all of them were filled with panic and fear. It was as though they were facing a ferocious monster.

After all, Ye Chen Feng’s prominent divine sword now had a complete artifact soul. In the past, Ye Chen Feng was already no weaker than Wanqi Yu Ning, the Wanqi clan’s strongest powerhouse; now that Ye Chen Feng had a prominent divine sword with a complete artifact soul, the gap between their strengths had widened even more. Moreover, Ye Chen Feng was in his prime while Wanqi Yu Ning was in his twilight years. Not only that, but Wanqi Yu Ning also had yet to fully recover from the injuries he sustained during his last Heavenly Tribulation.

‘With Ye Chen Feng’s current strength, he can destroy the Wanqi clan alone, right?’

All of them were horrified when they thought about this.

Similarly, Wanqi Liu Su also had this thought in mind. It was also the reason why he had stayed silent after Ye Chen Feng made a move. He truly did know what to say at this moment.

If Ye Chen Feng had said earlier that he had come under the orders of the Pure Yang Sect, Wanqi Liu Su could still discuss this with the Pure Yang Sect. Even if Ye Chen Feng intended to annihilate the Wanqi clan, there would be a few among them who would be able to escape. As one of the top forces in the Eastern Ridge Mansion, they had deep roots and profound connections. They would be able to seek revenge in a righteous manner in the future. All in all, the Pure Yang Sect would have to be wary of the Wanqi clan’s revenge.

However, Ye Chen Feng had come on his own accord. This meant that the Pure Yang Sect was free from all accountability. Moreover, he had the combat strength of an ordinary advanced Emperor of Gods.

There was nothing Wanqi Liu Su could say or do now.

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian had just recovered from the shock of witnessing Ye Chen Feng kill Wanqi Jue. ‘So strong!’

Ye Chen Feng killed Wanqi Jue, a Golden Seat Elder from the Wanqi clan, with just one strike.

Wanqi Jue was not a weakling. He was a true blue intermediate Emperor of Gods even if he was not the strongest intermediate Emperor of Gods around. Even the talented Zhen Ping Fan, who was the strongest rudimentary Emperor of Gods in the Pure Yang Sect, was no match for him.

‘As it turns out, an intermediate Emperor of Gods can unleash the power of a prominent divine artifact with a complete artifact soul to such an extent.”

Due to his cultivation base, Duan Ling Tian did not have a clear look when Ye Chen Feng killed Wanqi Jue earlier. Nonetheless, he could sense how sharp Ye Chen Feng’s divine sword’s sword intent was. Although he also possessed a prominent divine artifact with a complete artifact soul, he could not unleash such power since his cultivation base was only that of an intermediate Lord of Gods. The power he could unleash was far less than what Ye Chen Feng had unleashed earlier.

Meanwhile, Wanqi Wu Ming’s back broke out in cold sweat after Ye Chen Feng said that it was his turn. He turned to look at Wanqi Yu Ning pleadingly.

From the beginning until now, Wanqi Yu Ning only stood at the side and looked at Ye Chen Feng silently.