The red-haired man immediately shouted, "Go tell the boss! This guy's here to cause trouble!"

"Someone's causing trouble!"

"Someone come quick!"

The red-haired man and the Blood Blade Society members all started shouting, instantly drawing the attention of everyone in the hall.

Immediately, a large group of security guards rushed over and attacked Ye Feng.

These security guards were also members of the Blood Blade Society and subordinates of Old Man Chen.

They lunged at Ye Feng one by one, some even pulling out weapons, but how could they possibly be a match for him?

Ye Feng knocked them all to the ground with a single punch; none of them were a match for him.

In just a short while, the hall was filled with people lying haphazardly on the floor.

The commotion that was taking place here was naturally noticed by the customers who came to the nightclub.

So the guests, filled with fear and apprehension, ran toward the nightclub's entrance, and no one dared to linger there.

The fifth floor of the nightclub.

In a luxurious private room, an elderly man with short white hair who looked to be in his sixties was thrusting into two girls who looked to be eighteen or nineteen.

The two girls were no match for his onslaught and begged for mercy repeatedly.

The old man had a smug expression on his face, and his old eyes were lecherous.

"President, we can't take it anymore. Please call a few more sisters to serve you."

"Yes, President, you are a True Yuan Realm martial artist, while we are just two weak women who can't even kill a chicken. We can't withstand it..."

Old Chen laughed heartily, saying with a gentle breeze, "It seems my skills are still sharp..."

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from outside.

"Old Chen, get out here!"

Old Chen Dao's face immediately turned furious, and he exuded a strong killing intent.

He put on his coat and took out a decapitation sword from his storage ring, then stormed out of the private room with the sword in hand.

Looking down, Chen Laodao saw that the lobby on the first floor was full of nightclub security guards, and the female waitresses were all huddled in the corner, trembling and not daring to utter a sound.

"Who are you to cause trouble on my turf!" Old Chen shouted angrily.

"Don't worry about who I am. You have no right to know. Are you going to come down here and be punished, or should I go up and kill you?" Ye Feng said coldly.

"Such arrogance! I'll see what you're really made of!"

With a furious shout, Chen Laodao jumped from the fifth floor, like a large bird swooping down on Ye Feng. As soon as he got close, he aimed his knife at Ye Feng's neck.

Old Chen's decapitation blade still left a trail of blood, clearly indicating that this was not a casual strike; he had already used some kind of sword technique.

Upon seeing this, all the security guards and waitresses in the lobby showed excitement.

"It's here! The guild leader's signature martial art, Blood Demon Blade!"

"This arrogant fool is about to lose his head!"

"He's dead!"

However, at that moment, Ye Feng suddenly raised his left hand and blocked the blood-stained decapitation blade with just his index finger.

The executioner's blade abruptly stopped, failing to even scratch Ye Feng's index finger, let alone sever his head!

This scene was incredibly shocking!

"That's all?" Night Wind said dismissively.

Old Chen was shocked and quickly sheathed his sword and retreated, putting distance between himself and Ye Feng.

"Kid, who are you?" Old Chen asked again.

"I've already said it, you're not worthy to know who I am," Ye Feng said coldly.

"I have no grudge against you..."

"We had no grudges before, but tonight your men offended me, so now we have a grudge!" Ye Feng's words were extremely domineering, and he didn't take Chen Laodao seriously at all.

As he spoke, Ye Feng walked step by step toward Chen Laodao.

Seeing this, Chen Laodao knew there was no way to resolve the situation peacefully, so he gathered his inner energy and charged at Ye Feng with his sword once again.

"You forced me to do this!"

"Blood Shadow Chaos Blade!"

Old Chen let out a deafening roar and slashed down with all his might.

A crack immediately appeared on the floor of the nightclub, but the moment Ye Feng raised his hand, Chen Laodao's full-force strike was neutralized.

The sword light dissipated, the true energy vanished, and everything seemed as if it had never happened.

If it weren't for the deep knife mark still visible on the ground, anyone who didn't know the situation would surely think that nothing had happened.

"Divine Realm... You are definitely in the Divine Realm, and even in the late stage or peak of the Divine Realm!" Old Chen looked at Ye Feng in horror.

The night wind, however, smiled without saying a word.

The next moment, Chen Laodao threw the precious sword in his hand to the ground and knelt down in front of Ye Feng with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Senior, I was wrong, please spare me..." Old Chen cried bitterly, looking as pathetic as a stray dog.

Night Breeze said calmly, "A verbal apology isn't enough."

Chen Laodao immediately understood. He took out a bank card from his storage ring and respectfully handed it to Ye Feng with both hands.

"Senior, this card contains ten million low-grade spirit stones. It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Old Chen had a fawning smile on his face, while also looking at Ye Feng with trepidation, afraid that Ye Feng would refuse.

"That's more like it."

Ye Feng laughed and took the bank card from Chen Laodao's hand.

Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Ye Feng accepted his apology, he certainly wouldn't kill him.

"I'll spare your life today because you're somewhat sensible. But remember this: there will be no next time," Ye Feng said.

"Yes, yes, I've got it."

Old Chen nodded repeatedly, not daring to utter a single word of disagreement.

"Xue Meng, let's go."

Ye Feng turned to Zhao Xuemeng and said with a smile, then walked outside with her.

It was only at this moment that Chen Laodao finally noticed Zhao Xuemeng. He immediately recognized her identity and knew that she was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family and the female president of the Zhao Group.

Chen Laodao was furious. After Ye Feng and Zhao Xuemeng left, he got up from the ground, picked up his decapitation sword, and roared, "Who provoked the eldest daughter of the Zhao family and that peak Divine Realm expert? Who is it? Get out here!"

So the red-haired man and the few young men walked over, trembling.

"President, please let me explain..."

Old Chen wouldn't listen to their explanations.

With a single slash, the red-haired young man and the other youths were all decapitated, their heads rolling to the ground like watermelons.

"Remember this! Anyone who dares to cause me trouble again will suffer the same fate!" Old Chen roared.

The security guards and waitresses present were all terrified, their faces pale and bodies trembling.

After leaving the Blood Blade Nightclub, Zhao Xuemeng said with a smile, "You really stole the show tonight."