Ye Feng didn't even glance at the beautiful snake woman, and said directly to Chang Taiqing, "Let's go in."

Having said that, Ye Feng stepped into the room first.

Chang Taiqing immediately followed Ye Feng's footsteps and entered the room.

After Ye Feng and Chang Taiqing entered, the crack slowly closed and disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The small room was dimly lit, but it wasn't empty.

At this moment, four people dressed in black robes are sitting here.

The one leading the group was naturally the president of the Nightflower intelligence organization, and the people behind him were naturally the three elders of Nightflower.

Among them was the Black Lotus Elder who had met with Ye Feng last time and sold him information about the Blood Skull Killer Organization!

"The Guardian of Zhongzhou City, the Honorary War God of China, Ye Feng?"

President Yehua said with a chuckle, her voice sounding very old, as if she were an old woman.

However, in the Pantheon, everyone can change their appearance and voice according to their own preferences, and can even transform into all sorts of strange creatures. Their appearance and voice have no necessary connection with real people.

"That's right."

Night Breeze nodded and then said, "You're the president of Night Flower? What's your name?"

"My name is Ye Wuyue, you can call me Chairman Ye." The old woman took off her hoodie, revealing a kind-looking old face.

"Is this Chang Taiqing, the president of the Kowloon Society?"

Ye Wuyue looked over at Chang Taiqing, a hint of curiosity on her face.

“Exactly!” Chang Taiqing said, puffing out his chest and raising his head, trying to appear more authoritative.

Ye Wuyue chuckled and then looked at Ye Feng: "I wonder what brings you here today, Mr. Ye?"

"I want you to hand over the Pantheon and let the Nine Dragons Society manage it."

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, not only did the three Night Flower Elders' expressions change drastically, but Chang Taiqing was also startled.

Chang Taiqing originally thought that Ye Feng would negotiate with President Ye Hua step by step to transfer some of the management authority of the Pantheon.

Now, Ye Feng is actually demanding that the other party hand over the Pantheon?

That's just too domineering!

Chang Taiqing felt that Ye Feng was being a bit too reckless, but he hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

After all, he and Ye Feng are on the same side now, so it would be really stupid of him to object!

"You're dreaming!"

"The Pantheon is a treasure of the Ye family. Why should we hand it over to you?"

"That's right, that's too much!"

The three elders behind Ye Wuyue all shouted sternly, and surprisingly, they were all women.

The Ye family they were referring to was most likely a prominent family in a city in China, similar to the Yang family.

On the contrary, Ye Wuyue, the president of the Night Flower Association, remained calm and did not show the slightest surprise, as if she had expected Ye Feng to make such a request.

"Is this considered excessive?"

Night Wind smiled and said bluntly, "The Blood Skull Assassin Group has been wiped out. Blood Skull's leader, Blood Butcher, and the four Heavenly-level assassins are all dead! Numerous Earth-level, Profound-level, and Yellow-level assassins have also met their demise. You should have already received the news, right?"

"I wonder how your Ye family, or rather the Ye Flower intelligence organization, compares to the Blood Skull?"

As soon as Ye Feng uttered his words, the three female elders' expressions turned extremely ugly.

"Are you threatening us?" Elder Black Lotus said through gritted teeth.

"No, I'm just stating the facts. I'm taking the Pantheon today. If you don't give it to me, then I'll have no choice but to destroy the Pantheon and wipe out your Ye family!"

"Of course, it's not because I covet the Pantheon artifact, nor because I have a grudge against you, but because the Pantheon and your existence have become destabilizing factors in China! For the sake of China's stability, you must either submit to the management of the Nine Dragons Society or disappear completely!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his powerful divine sense erupted, sweeping across the entire area like a storm!

This small room was the first to be impacted and immediately collapsed and dissipated!

Then the entire Pantheon began to shake, cracks appeared in the ground and walls, and buildings everywhere began to collapse!

Many people were crushed to death before they could dodge, but they did not die inside the Pantheon; they were simply forced offline.

"Damn it, here we go again!"

"What on earth is going on?!"

Is the Pantheon about to collapse?

The people inside the Pantheon screamed in panic, one after another crushed to death by the collapsing building and vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Little Bell immediately chose to leave the Pantheon.

In an apartment building in a residential area of ​​Donglin City, Xiaolingdang sat up and removed the Soul Mask from her face.

"This must be Mr. Ye's doing! Only Mr. Ye could cause such a commotion in the Pantheon!" Little Bell muttered to herself, her expression one of absolute certainty.

The Pantheon was completely destroyed.

This place seemed to have turned into a gray, hazy world, with no distinction between up and down, or front and back, left and right.

The whole world was empty, there was nothing there, and it was extremely quiet.

Now, only Ye Feng, Chang Taiqing, Ye Wuyue (the president of Ye Hua Association), and the three female elders remain here.

The next moment, a glimmer of light appeared in front of Ye Wuyue.

It was a spherical object with a hollowed-out outer shell, and inside it seemed as if a cloud of gray mist was drifting.

"This is..." Chang Taiqing asked, staring at the magical artifact in front of Ye Wuyue.

"It is the Pantheon, a tenth-grade perfect spiritual artifact!" Ye Feng said.

A tenth-grade, perfected spiritual artifact!

No wonder they were able to create such a realistic virtual space, and accommodate nearly a thousand people at the same time!

"To be precise, it's not called the Pantheon, but the Spirit of All Gods. The Pantheon is simply something I created using the Spirit of All Gods," Ye Wuyue said slowly.

"So, are you going to give it to me now or not?" Ye Feng asked.

"What can I do if I don't give it to you? I'm no match for you." Ye Wuyue smiled bitterly.

The three female elders looked anxiously at Ye Wuyue, especially Elder Black Lotus.

"Mom, are you really going to hand over the spirits of all gods to them?"

Ye Wuyue turned around and glared at Hei Lian, saying, "How many times have I told you, don't call me 'Mom' in the Pantheon!"

"Yes, President." Hei Lian then realized that she had lost her composure, and that she had embarrassed herself in front of Ye Feng and Chang Taiqing. She immediately felt a burning pain in her cheeks.

Ye Wuyue sighed and continued, "Mr. Ye has already made himself very clear, and what he said makes a lot of sense. Although we, Ye Hua, are just an intelligence organization, we are indeed a destabilizing factor in China. No matter who is in charge of managing all the martial artists in China, they will not allow a large martial arts organization like ours to exist."