Yan Dongqing wanted to say something more, but Ye Feng coldly said, "Since reasoning with you won't work, then go die."

The Golden Jade Pagoda suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had moved to the top of Yan Dongqing's head.

Under the suppression of the Golden Jade Pagoda, Yan Dongqing was immediately unable to move, kneeling in the sky and unable to resist.

"This is the power of the Saint Realm."

"Yan Dongqing, who is at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, couldn't even scratch that person. He was completely played by him from beginning to end."

"Yes, that's terrifying!"

"Yan Dongqing has really bitten off more than he can chew this time. He's seeking revenge on someone at the Saint Realm. If he doesn't die, who will?"

"But we can't blame Yan Dongqing. Who could have imagined that the martial arts expert invited by the Zhou family would actually be a living saint who had entered the Saint Realm?"

"That's true. If I were Yan Dongqing, I would definitely feel wronged too."

The martial artists in the distance were discussing among themselves, but no matter what they said, they could not deny the fact that Yan Dongqing was about to die at the hands of Ye Feng.

Yan Dongqing finally broke down at this moment.

He cried out, “Don’t kill me! I don’t want to die! I’ve cultivated for over three hundred years to finally reach the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm. I’m only one step away from the Saint Realm…”

"I really don't want to die, please spare me, I know I was wrong..."

Ye Feng stared at Yan Dongqing indifferently, his cold expression unchanged.

"I know a secret! A huge secret! If you let me go, I will definitely tell you this secret!" Yan Dongqing shouted.

“Killing you will allow me to obtain your secrets as well,” Ye Feng said coldly.

Bang bang bang!

Under immense pressure, Yan Dongqing's blood vessels burst one by one, and large clumps of bright red blood mist appeared around his body.

"Stop dawdling, kill him, but don't destroy his head," Nightwind said.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

As soon as Gu Ling's crisp words fell, Yan Dongqing immediately felt the pressure on his body increase several times over!

He could no longer hold on, and his body shattered into a pile of minced meat.

His head, however, was preserved intact.

With a wave of the night wind, Yan Dongqing's head immediately fell into his hands.

"Let me see what secrets you have."

Night Wind muttered to itself, then used the Soul Searching Technique.

Although Yan Dongqing died not long ago, his head was well preserved, so Ye Feng could still access his memories.

After reviewing Yan Dongqing's memories, Ye Feng finally understood what the secret Yan Dongqing had mentioned was.

"A mysterious organization called the Silver Light Society?"

Ye Feng said, raising his hand again, and immediately something appeared in his hand.

Yan Dongqing's storage ring.

The night wind immediately dripped blood to acknowledge its owner, opened the storage ring to check the items inside, and sure enough, found a shiny fragment.

The fragment resembles a delicate, small makeup mirror, but its edges are irregularly shaped.

This fragment, known as the Silverlight Fragment, is a communication item used by the Silverlight Society.

Moreover, this item is actually a magical artifact, but it is not a complete magical artifact; it is clearly a fragment of a magical artifact!

With so many people watching, Ye Feng didn't examine the Silver Light Fragment in public. Instead, he transferred the Silver Light Fragment and all the other items from Yan Dongqing's storage ring into his own, and then took a step forward.

With a single step, Ye Feng vanished from the sky and arrived in front of Zhou Qinglan in the blink of an eye.

"Yan Dongqing is dead?" Zhou Qinglan asked.

"Haven't you already seen it?" Ye Feng said calmly.

"I... I want to confirm this. After all, all martial artists at the Transcendent Realm are incredibly powerful, so it's not surprising that they have some means of self-preservation," Zhou Qinglan explained.

“He is indeed dead. In front of me, he had countless ways to save his life but couldn’t use them,” Ye Feng said.

Zhou Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief; a huge weight had finally been lifted from her heart.

Cheng Shaokang is dead, Cheng Tieshan is dead, and now even Cheng Shaokang's master—the Cheng family's biggest backer—Yan Dongqing, a martial arts master at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, is dead.

Since that's the case, there's nothing left to be afraid of!

"Marshal Ye, thank you!"

Zhou Qinglan said gratefully, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Feng.

"Just call me Mr. Ye," Ye Feng said, waving his hand.

“Yes, Mr. Ye,” Zhou Qinglan replied quickly.

Zhao Hewei and Li Jie ran over together.

As soon as they arrived, the two of them hurriedly bowed and apologized to Ye Feng with trepidation.

But Ye Feng had no interest in listening to what they were saying, and didn't even glance at them. He grabbed Zhou Qinglan's shoulder and took a step forward.

With that step, Ye Feng led Zhou Qinglan back to the Zhou family mansion.

The Zhou family had already heard about Yan Dongqing's arrival in Tianlan City and his fierce battle with Ye Feng.

Therefore, a tense and oppressive atmosphere permeates the Zhou family, like the calm before a storm.

It's easy to imagine the shock and surprise that Ye Feng's sudden appearance with Zhou Qinglan brought to them!

"Mr. Feng, you defeated Yan Dongqing?" Zhou Zhengxiong, the head of the Zhou family, asked expectantly.

“From now on, Yan Dongqing will no longer exist in this world,” Ye Feng said.

After saying this, Ye Feng offered no further explanation and went straight back to his room.

As soon as the night breeze subsided, the Zhou family surrounded Zhou Qinglan.

"Qinglan, what exactly is going on?"

"You saw the fierce battle between Senior Feng and Yan Dongqing, right? Tell us about it!"

"Yeah, what are you dawdling about for!"

Zhou Qinglan said with a smile, "Dad, Big Brother, Uncle and Aunt, don't worry, I'll tell you right away."

"Actually, Senior Feng's name isn't Feng Ye. His real name is Ye Feng! He is the eleventh marshal who was recently appointed by the emperor of our Great Xia Kingdom—Marshal Ye Hua!"

"In other words, Marshal Ye is a living saint who has entered the Saint Realm, and he also possesses a magical treasure!"

"Just now, in the sky above the city center, Marshal Ye unleashed his magic weapon and blasted Yan Dongqing to death in front of countless people! Yan Dongqing is beyond dead; I personally witnessed him turn into a pile of minced meat under Marshal Ye's magic weapon!"

Zhou Qinglan's words shocked Zhou Zhengxiong, Zhou Qingwei, and the others to the extreme.

It turns out that Senior Feng was the eleventh marshal, a living saint who had entered the realm of sainthood!

This is unbelievable!

“You may not believe what I’m saying, but you might as well go out and ask around. I believe you’ll get the information you want to know,” Zhou Qinglan said with a smile.

All the pressure was gone. She no longer had to worry about marrying Cheng Shaokang as a concubine, nor did she have to worry about her family being destroyed by Yan Dongqing.

Zhou Qinglan is now truly relaxed, as if she has unloaded an invisible burden weighing dozens of kilograms, and is even interested in joking around.