The capital city.
The Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Everywhere you look, there are flying eaves and corridors, carved beams and painted rafters.
Located on the most bustling central avenue, in a prime location where every inch of land is extremely valuable.
In front of the vermilion gate stand two bronze lions, each over ten meters tall, their imposing and powerful forms embodying the supreme authority of Grand Tutor Yan Song.
The lavishly decorated council chamber was dimly lit.
Grand Tutor Yan Song leaned back in his chair, his aged face filled with a gloomy expression.
A huge display screen in front of him had just been smashed, the floor littered with shards of glass, almost roaring.
"A bunch of useless trash!"
"Thirty countries, more than a million warriors, and they still can't break through a small border town."
"So many experts were defeated and routed by Ye Feng, it's infuriating! And this brat is still alive!"
With the United States defeated, the biological and chemical experiment base plan is about to be indefinitely shelved.
The benefits promised to him naturally vanished.
Ye Feng also took the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit away; he didn't get a single thing.
The old tutor was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he cursed angrily.
Last time in Haidong, Ye Feng destroyed one of his clones, and he hasn't avenged that yet.
Standing in front of the Grand Tutor was a tall, elderly man in a black robe.
A head of messy hair covered half of his thin face, and a sinister gaze vaguely shot out from behind him. He was also carrying a huge tombstone on his back, which was at least two meters high.
The dark tombstone was dilapidated and exuded an aura of death, as if it had just been pulled from an old grave.
This person was a highly skilled master he had raised.
Invincible!
He was once the top martial arts expert in the ninth imperial palace in the capital.
The most recent one was Bai Yuchuan, who was slapped to death by Ye Feng.
Ren Wudi's cultivation level far surpasses Bai Yuchuan's by several times. He rarely shows himself, serving only as a source of power to suppress others.
These are the older generation of figures in Beijing, known to everyone.
Last time, when the old eunuch Wei Jinzhong fell from power, he was almost implicated.
After all, he had previously had a business relationship with Wei Jinzhong.
Fortunately, Grand Tutor Yan Song stepped in to vouch for her, and the situation was resolved without serious incident.
After that, he simply joined Yan Song's gang and became his henchman, secretly handling a lot of dirty work for him.
Ren Wudi carried a huge tombstone on his back, and the paving stones beneath his feet were crushed.
He bowed slightly and said.
"Grand Tutor, I will head to the Northwest border immediately and kill that brat Ye Feng."
His cold tone was full of domineering power.
This trip to Netherworld Island was in vain; he failed to obtain the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit, causing him to lose face in front of the Grand Tutor. He must retrieve it.
The falling tombstones startled even gods and ghosts; a martial arts master could crush a whole bunch of them.
Ren Wudi remained at the ninth rank of Martial King for decades, accumulating strength and gradually reaching the edge of the Martial Emperor realm.
Yan Song, being cunning and shrewd, quickly regained his composure and shook his head.
"No, I believe the United States will not be defeated so easily. Ye Feng, let them deal with it."
"Here's what we'll do: go to Haidong and bring me all of that brat's relatives."
"If he destroys my clone, I'll destroy his family."
"This is called an eye for an eye."
At the end, the old man let out a hoarse, grating laugh, as eerie as an owl's.
Ren Wudi bowed slightly, carrying the huge tombstone on his back, and strode away.
at this time.
The Guardian God King Zhao Tianding issued a strong statement to the outside world.
Tell Ye Feng to come here and die within three days!
He wanted to personally cut off the other man's head to pay tribute to his deceased brother, Zhao Tianzhong.
...
Deep in the mountains of Shiwan.
This is the territory of the Thunder Witch lineage of the Witch Clan.
High above, dark clouds rolled in, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
The Thunder Witch and Gu Witch clans joined forces and dispatched several of their ancestors, declaring that they would kill Ye Feng.
The top masters of the twelve branches of the Maoshan Sect gathered at the main branch to discuss a grand plan to attack Ye Feng.
In the depths of the mausoleum of an ancient martial arts family, fallen leaves turn yellow and rustle with a chilling, murderous aura.
A dry, hoarse voice, like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, emanated from an old grave.
"I shall slay Ye Feng with my sword!"
Many clansmen eagerly await this.
The Tian family, the richest family in Xiling Prefecture.
They held a high-profile press conference to announce their intention to annex the Ye family conglomerate in Haidong in one fell swoop.
The William family of the Eagle Nation.
Deep within a mysterious and gloomy ancient castle.
There is a dilapidated altar.
More than forty warriors from the Great Xia Dynasty knelt on the altar.
They were all Martial King experts, with the lowest cultivation level being Martial King Grade 1.
The highest-ranking among them was a Martial King at the early stage of the eighth rank.
At this moment, his body was sealed by some kind of secret technique, and he was unable to move.
Behind him stood a powerful vampire, who swung his long sword down, a flash of cold light, and the heads of more than forty Great Xia warriors were severed.
Their blood gushed from their necks, flowing slowly down the runes inscribed on the altar into the mysterious space below.
Plop plop!
The sound of dripping blood was cold and desolate, as if it came from hell.
This is an ancient sacrificial invocation.
The current head of the William family is a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin with a pale and gloomy face. He leads a group of vampire experts, including a bald old butler dressed in a tailcoat.
They knelt around the altar, chanting ancient vampire incantations passed down through their family for thousands of years.
"Awaken, my great king! With the blood of your enemies, awaken your slumbering will..."
Their vampire clan suffered heavy losses in this invasion of Great Xia.
Many top experts were killed by Ye Feng, and several sleeping patriarchs also died.
Given Ye Feng's nature of holding grudges and not letting things go unpunished, he would definitely not let them off the hook.
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