These three ancestors of the Qiu family were all first-rank Martial Emperors, with the old man in the middle having the highest cultivation level.
The great seal was interwoven with divine chains, flashing a chilling black light, as if it were swallowing up the sun above.
Ye Feng transformed his spiritual energy into a giant hand, its palm lines crisscrossing with divine chains. He snatched the large black seal and stored it in his storage space.
This large black seal is a mid-level treasure, which is quite rare.
It is of a higher grade than the Golden Mace and the Fangtian Halberd.
The levels of ritual implements, from lowest to highest, are as follows:
Spiritual artifacts, treasure artifacts, Dao artifacts, immortal artifacts, divine artifacts, and there are even higher levels above them.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Ye Feng's hand is a Dao artifact.
As spiritual energy on Earth gradually dwindles, Dao artifacts have become virtually extinct.
Finding even one treasure would be quite an achievement.
The blood-dripping iron hammer smashed down furiously, instantly turning the Qiu family patriarch in the center into a bloody pulp.
Then, Ye Feng extended a finger and pointed at the other two Qiu family elders.
His fingers transformed into a golden club over ten meters long, gleaming with golden light, which smashed the brains of the two men out.
"Hmph, a first-rank Martial Emperor, nothing special."
Seeing that Ye Feng had killed three Martial Emperor level 1 experts from the Qiu family with a flick of his finger, everyone was shocked and dared not move forward.
"What level is this kid? He instantly killed three Martial Emperors at the first rank. Is he even human?"
"Damn, that's insane."
"Could it be that he has already reached the level of a Martial Emperor?"
"That's impossible. The last Martial Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was Wang Xianzhi."
A group of Zhao family elders hesitated to advance, filled with fear.
No one dared to go up and risk their lives anymore.
Ye Feng brandished the blood-soaked iron hammer in his hand, his gaze disdainful.
Domineering.
"Hand over Hong Qianjiao, and I can give you a quick death."
"Otherwise, I will make you regret ever being born."
"I, Ye Feng, keep my word."
His gaze was cold and his domineering presence was unmatched. With a single move, he killed two more first-rank Martial Emperor elders of the Zhao family.
Blood splattered on the group of disciples behind them, who were terrified and retreated one after another.
Looking at Ye Feng, they saw him as if he were a demon god.
The Zhao family patriarch snorted coldly and stepped forward from the crowd.
His body was withered, like a piece of rotten wood, devoid of any vitality, trembling precariously.
The black robe hung loosely on him, like a piece of clothing being carried on a bamboo pole.
His dead fish eyes, filled with resentment, stared intently at Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, you disturbed my good time and killed so many people from our Zhao family."
“My Zhao family’s unicorn son, Tian Ding, will also die at your hands.”
"Today, I will collect this blood debt with interest."
Ye Feng sneered and retorted.
"Zhao Tianding, as the guardian god king, severely injured my good friend, disregarded the lives of the people, and ignored the safety of the Great Xia, chilling the hearts of the people."
"He deserved to die."
"Not only him, but your entire Zhao family, I will wipe them out."
The Zhao family patriarch was furious.
"You brat, you're asking for death!"
“Awaken the family’s Mysterious Mirror and make his body vanish without a trace.”
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
The sky above the Zhao family suddenly darkened.
Dark clouds gathered and a strong wind rose.
The surrounding area was filled with ghostly figures, resembling a hellish realm, with constant wailing sounds emanating from it.
High in the sky, a huge ancient mirror appeared. The mirror was entirely black, and its surface was engraved with ancient bird and animal patterns.
Amidst the billowing clouds, a beam of dark light suddenly shot out, enveloping Ye Feng.
Instantly, Ye Feng felt as if his soul and spirit were being pulled away.
The person was in a state of confusion and unable to move.
It seemed as if an invisible hand had imprisoned him from head to toe, shackled his spirit.
"Hmph, you're still too green to fight me."
"This Xuanming Divine Mirror was made from a piece of ten-thousand-year-old Yin Iron Stone taken from the Underworld. It belongs to the category of treasures and can kill you as easily as slaughtering a dog."
"Go to hell!"
The Zhao family patriarch sneered, stretched out his withered hand, and reached for Ye Feng's head.
Not far away, many of the Lin family members who were watching the battle couldn't contain themselves any longer.
Lin Yunxiao encouraged him.
"Ancestor, Ye Feng is no good. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Several elders nearby could no longer remain seated.
“Kill him to avenge the sword and the flute.”
Everyone was itching to make a move.
The Lin family patriarch's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly calmed down and waved his hand to stop everyone.
"Do not act rashly."
"Ye Feng is an unfathomable man. Even the United States is no match for him, let alone the Zhao family."
Lin Yunxiao was quite dissatisfied, thinking that the ancestor was too timid, and began to mutter.
"Ancestor, you are being too cautious. That Xuanming Divine Mirror is a treasure artifact capable of killing a peak Martial Emperor. No matter how powerful he is, it's impossible for him to..."
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.
Ye Feng broke free of the Xuanming Divine Mirror and smashed the Zhao family patriarch away with a hammer, flattening half of his withered body and leaving it a bloody mess.
Then, he reached out and grabbed the Xuanming Divine Mirror, putting it into his storage space, and exclaimed in admiration.
"This mirror is nice, quite interesting. I'll accept it for now."
Just now, he was merely testing the power of the mirror.
Otherwise, how could they be so easily bound?
The grade of this Xuanming Divine Mirror is unfathomable, and its chilling aura is bone-deep; it is definitely much more powerful than the black seal he just took away.
puff!
The Zhao family patriarch coughed up blood, his eyes filled with horror, and staggered back several steps.
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