Tang Wanlong was taken aback and quickly withdrew.

Everyone present was stunned.

"This is impossible! My father is a martial arts master at the peak of the Divine Realm, and the Mighty Overlord Fist is also the ancestral secret technique of our Tang family. How could you possibly withstand it!" Tang Shaowei roared in disbelief.

The four guest elders and guards of the Tang family stood there dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.

Fang Haoxiong and Li Shuzhen were also stunned.

Fang Bingling clapped her hands and laughed, "Mr. Ye is really amazing! The Tang family patriarch can't do anything about him!"

Fang Bingyu breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile appearing on her face.

"Are you a Transcendent Realm martial artist?" Tang Wanlong asked Ye Feng with a look of apprehension.

"Guess," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Tang Wanlong gritted his teeth, patted his chest and abdomen, and a decapitation sword flew out from his dantian and landed in his hand.

This decapitation sword was his spiritual weapon, and it was even an eighth-grade spiritual weapon, named the Dragon Slayer Sword!

"You can withstand my Mighty Overlord Fist, but do you think you can withstand my Heavenly Dragon Decapitation Blade Technique?"

Tang Wanlong roared and attacked again.

The Dragon Slayer Blade in his hand transformed into streaks of light, slashing down on Ye Feng one after another.

The sharp blade energy left deep marks on the surrounding ground, and the Fang family's courtyard wall was almost destroyed by the blade energy leaked out by Tang Wanlong.

However, despite being slashed more than a dozen times, the swords failed to break through Ye Feng's protective aura and did not cause him any harm!

Tang Wanlong's Dragon-Slaying Blade actually became dull, and even developed many large and small nicks!

"This...this is simply unbelievable! Tang Wanlong's Dragon-Slaying Blade is an eighth-grade spiritual weapon, yet it couldn't do anything to Mr. Ye? Bingyu, just who is this Mr. Ye you invited?" Fang Haoxiong asked in shock.

"Now is not the time to explain, Father. I'll tell you slowly later," Fang Bingyu said.

Fang Haoxiong nodded, his heart finally settling down.

Since Ye Feng has displayed such formidable strength, he is naturally no longer afraid of Tang Wanlong.

Fang Haoxiong had already realized that with Ye Feng here, Tang Wanlong and the others would absolutely not be able to harm a single hair on the head of any member of the Fang family!

"You've had enough. Now it's my turn."

Ye Feng chuckled and said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and cast a hand seal.

A giant handprint made of golden lightning roared toward Tang Wanlong and the others.

This martial skill is a technique attached to the Mortal Heaven Thunderclap Technique, called the Hundred-Crack Thunder Palm.

When they stayed overnight at the mountain temple, Ye Feng used this martial arts technique to shatter the giant python that suddenly attacked them.

Now, Ye Feng's palm strike was aimed at Tang Wanlong, which immediately filled Tang Wanlong with great fear.

Tang Wanlong retreated repeatedly, not daring to defend himself at all!

"Everyone, attack with me!" Tang Wanlong roared.

The four guest advisors of the Tang family immediately stepped in to help, and the guards also joined forces to resist.

The attacks landed on the Hundred-Crack Thunder Palm, but they did not shatter the thunderous handprint formed by the Hundred-Crack Thunder Palm; they only made it slightly dimmer.

"Get out of the way!"

"Run!"

The four guest ministers panicked and started shouting.

However, in that split second, how could they possibly have time to dodge and escape?

With a muffled thud, the Hundred-Shattering Thunder Palm struck Tang Wanlong, Tang Shaowei, the four guest elders of the Tang family, and the guards.

More than thirty people were sent flying backwards together, each one looking disheveled, and some even spitting blood in mid-air!

With a series of thuds, Tang Wanlong and the others fell from the sky, landing in disarray and covered in dust!

"I'll give you a chance to apologize," Ye Feng said calmly.

If it were before, Ye Feng saying this would definitely have drawn ridicule from the four guest elders of the Tang family and Tang Shaowei.

But now, they dare not underestimate Ye Feng, let alone mock him.

After all, the strength that Ye Feng has shown is simply too amazing, far exceeding their imagination!

"We're...we're sorry, we know we were wrong, and we'll never dare to offend you again."

Tang Wanlong suppressed the humiliation in his heart, got up from the ground, bowed, and said respectfully.

"Get lost." Night Wind waved his hand.

Tang Wanlong immediately led Tang Shaowei and the others away, running away without daring to look back.

After Tang Wanlong and the others left, Fang Haoxiong took his wife Li Shuzhen's hand and quickly walked up to Ye Feng.

The couple bowed to Ye Feng together, and Fang Haoxiong said with gratitude, "Thank you very much, Mr. Ye, for your help. You have solved a great problem for our family."

"No need to be so polite. After all, I bear some responsibility for the Tang family's revenge," Ye Feng said, waving his hand.

"No, no, no, this isn't your fault, Mr. Ye. You were just deceived by my second daughter. Ultimately, it's all her fault," Fang Haoxiong quickly said.

Knowing that Ye Feng was a martial arts master, and one who far surpassed Tang Wanlong, Fang Haoxiong no longer harbored any resentment towards Ye Feng; on the contrary, he was very happy.

After all, being able to get to know a powerful figure like Ye Feng is a fortunate thing for their family!

Back in the main hall of the Fang family's inner residence, Fang Haoxiong invited Ye Feng to sit in the main seat, while Li Shuzhen respectfully brought Ye Feng a cup of hot tea.

"Mr. Ye, you are a martial arts master at the Transcendent Realm, right?" Fang Haoxiong asked.

Before Ye Feng could answer, Fang Haoxiong continued, "Tang Wanlong, the head of the Tang family, is a martial artist at the ninth level of the Divine Travel Realm, and the four guest elders of the Tang family are all peak True Essence Realm martial artists. But even if all of them joined forces, they were no match for you, Mr. Ye. Therefore, you must be at the Transcendent Realm!"

"Since you've already guessed it, why are you asking me?" Ye Feng said calmly.

Fang Haoxiong said with a wry smile, "I just want to get confirmation from you, Mr. Ye, so that I can feel at ease."

Ye Feng put down his teacup and finally nodded, saying, "It's alright to tell you, I do indeed possess the strength of the Transcendent Realm."

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Fang Haoxiong was overjoyed.

Fang Bingyu said with a smile, "If I had known you were this powerful, Mr. Ye, I wouldn't have stood up for you in the teahouse. After all, with your abilities, defeating the Heaven-Defying Young Master is a sure thing."

Ye Feng didn't say much, but stood up and said, "I'm a little sleepy. You two can continue chatting. I'm going back to rest."

After saying that, Ye Feng walked outside.

Fang Haoxiong quickly intervened: "Mr. Ye, wait a minute. The room Bingyu arranged for you was only a lower-class room. With your strength being so high and having helped our family so much, how can I let you continue to stay in a lower-class room?"