Ye Feng was just about to use the Soul Searching Technique on Yan Song.
But the other person's body suddenly exploded without warning.
Moreover, the body quickly returned to a state of nothingness, like a mass of energy, without the tragic state of being torn apart.
This energy instantly condensed into a powerful spiritual attack, which invaded Ye Feng's mind like lightning.
The distance is so close that it's impossible to guard against.
Who could have imagined that Yan Song could deliver a fatal blow at this moment?
roar--
Suddenly, a Qilin engulfed in crimson flames burst forth from between Ye Feng's eyebrows and swallowed the divine consciousness whole.
This is a wisp of divine consciousness of the Crimson Flame Qilin residing within Ye Feng's body; it can automatically protect its master in critical moments.
"It was just a clone formed from divine consciousness."
As the current Grand Tutor, he indeed has a lot of hidden cards up his sleeve.
Even so, it also damaged Yan Song's very essence.
Just now, if it weren't for the Crimson Flame Qilin, even if Ye Feng could withstand that powerful divine sense, it would have taken him quite a bit of effort.
Even a mere clone possesses such terrifying divine power.
If this were the real person, their spiritual cultivation would definitely be even stronger.
at this time.
In a luxurious mansion somewhere in the capital, it was magnificent and adorned with carved beams and painted rafters.
Everywhere there are pavilions and towers, winding corridors, and exotic flowers and plants, many of which are precious medicinal herbs.
Dragon Crystal Grass, Black Jade Purple Lotus, Green Luo Seven-Leaf Flower, etc.
These items are hard to find even on the black market, yet they are readily available here.
This is the residence of Yan Song, the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty.
Inside a secret room deep within the mansion.
A crisp sound of a glass shattering rang out.
"Damn it, this Ye Feng actually ruined one of my clones."
Grand Tutor Yan Song sat upright in his chair, his white hair and eyebrows giving him an aged appearance, yet he exuded an undeniable aura of authority.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yan Song's mouth. His clone was destroyed, and his main body also suffered some serious injuries.
Although the lion was wounded, its power remained.
Yan Song wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth and gave instructions to a dark corner to the side.
"Go contact Tu Xia and have them send someone to kill Ye Feng."
"Yes, Grand Tutor."
A ripple emanated from the dark corner of the space.
Then things returned to calm.
Tu Xia is not an individual, but an assassin organization.
He ranks third on the list of the world's top 500 assassins.
This organization is exceptionally mysterious and terrifying, claiming that there is no one they cannot kill and no mission they cannot complete.
Even the heads of state of some small and medium-sized countries are killed without hesitation.
Even many peak Martial King level experts can be killed without warning.
Moreover, they are very selective about the tasks they accept, only taking on high-end missions.
"hehe."
A burst of laughter came from the side.
A foreign man spoke in broken Bahia.
"Grand Tutor, I never expected that a mere Ye Feng could make you so embarrassed."
The man was none other than Jason Statham, the US Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs at the White House, dressed in a sharp suit with a delicate white handkerchief pinned to his chest.
His hair was styled with hair wax and combed so meticulously that his reflection was visible in the mirror. He was polite and exuded the demeanor of a British gentleman.
After Zhao Tianding's press conference failed last time, Statham was urgently recalled to the United States, received a severe scolding, and then promptly adjusted his strategy.
First, a public relations team was dispatched to the headquarters of the Global Financial Alliance and Paradise Bank, sparing no expense to clear the way and ensure that the 800 billion yuan was unfrozen as soon as possible.
If they knew that Ye Feng was behind all of this.
The top executives of the Global Financial Security Alliance are all members of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce.
Even Paradise Bank is an enterprise under the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce; I wonder what they think about that.
Regardless, the Americans are ambitious, and they will absolutely not give up on the South China Sea Biotechnology Park project.
The purpose was to secretly plant biological laboratories within the territory of Great Xia in preparation for future biological warfare.
Since Zhao Tianding was no longer around, they naturally turned to the old Grand Tutor Yan Song.
Numerous benefits are naturally included.
In a single transaction, 300 billion US dollars was transferred into Yan Song's account.
Not to mention the various precious cultivation resources, the precious spiritual herbs planted in Yan Song's residence were basically provided by them free of charge.
Furthermore, he was promised that once the deal was done, he would secretly receive 10% of the shares in the entire South China Sea project.
A mega-project with a scale exceeding two trillion US dollars, a 10% stake would be worth two hundred billion US dollars.
Every year-end, they can reap generous bonuses.
Without these benefits, how could we possibly persuade Yan Song to take action?
This old guy never gets up early for nothing, and he won't act until he sees a profit.
The old Grand Tutor, like an enraged old lion, said angrily.
"Ye Feng, that little bastard, one day I'll skin him alive."
"And that damned old weasel next to him, I'll definitely stew it and eat it."
Statham said.
"Grand Tutor, please rest assured, Ye Feng has long been on our United States' kill list, he must die."
...
Haidong, thousands of miles away.
The old weasel is hunting down some of Shang Ming's remaining men.
Wherever it went, the stench of the sorghum filled the air, and the stench could be carried for miles against the wind.
Suddenly, the old weasel sneezed and muttered a curse to itself.
"Damn it, who's cursing me? How rude!"
...
Inside the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Statham took out a photograph and handed it to Grand Tutor Yan Song.
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