864: Chapter 858: Falling into Despair 864: Chapter 858: Falling into Despair “I’m here to send you to Hell.”
The words of Ye Chenfeng echoed through the banquet hall like a devilish refrain, stirring intense excitement among the young masters and misses of the prominent Nangang families.
They were astonished to see Ye Chenfeng, who was supposed to be dead, appearing unscathed before them.
This was particularly true for Zhang Xiaoyun, who was about to be violated by Zhan Lang; her beautiful eyes were transfixed on the smiling face of Ye Chenfeng without blinking.
Zhan Lang, completely naked, momentarily abandoned his desire to take pleasure in Zhang Xiaoyun and fixed his gaze on Ye Chenfeng.
His eyes grew more solemn.
Logically, Ye Chenfeng should be at death’s door if not already dead, but now here he stood as if nothing had happened.
Zhan Lang couldn’t fathom it.
“Ye Chenfeng, you’ve really got quite the life on you,” Zhan Lang said with his fighting spirit slowly emerging, “Since you’re here, has Wu Tian been killed by you?” Since Ye Chenfeng had completely concealed his Soul Force, Zhan Lang had not realized that Ye Chenfeng’s strength had already made a breakthrough.
Ye Chenfeng shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile, “Are you referring to that bastard who snuck down to the seabed to find me?
I punched him to death.
Now, I am here to send you to meet him so that you two can keep each other company on the Road to Netherworld.”
Hearing Ye Chenfeng give a definitive answer, Zhan Lang’s brows furrowed tightly as he thought, “Impossible, this can’t be possible!
What exactly happened at the seabed just now?
I must have someone probe Ye Chenfeng’s true capabilities.”
Zhan Lang then ordered the thirty ninjas, “All of you, attack together.”
Upon hearing Zhan Lang’s command, the thirty ninjas each drew their katanas and charged towards Ye Chenfeng.
Chen Siyu stepped back at Ye Chenfeng’s gesture while he confronted the thirty ninjas head-on.
Ye Chenfeng regulated the concealed Soul Force within his body to the Middle Stage King Level as he prepared to give Zhan Lang a special surprise.
When Zhan Lang sensed that Ye Chenfeng’s strength was still only at the Middle Stage King Level, his tightly furrowed brows completely relaxed and his eyes glanced unintentionally at Chen Siyu.
Zhan Lang, who had sampled countless women, could determine at a glance a woman’s virginity; noting that Chen Siyu was no longer a virgin, he shook his head in disappointment, planning to slowly torment Ye Chenfeng before sending him off to meet the King of Hell.
Ye Chenfeng, with flip-flops on his feet, effortlessly dodged the katana of the first ninja and delivered a rapid and powerful punch to the head of the attacker.
With a muffled “bang!”, the ninja’s head burst open.
However, the explosion was eerily peculiar, with brain and blood spraying sideways while not a single drop soiled Ye Chenfeng’s fist or clothing.
Moving nimbly in his flip-flops with a twist of his body, his white bathrobe fluttered as he delivered another punch to the second ninja’s head—another “bang!”—again without a single drop of blood or brain matter dirtying his robe or fist.
“Bang!
Bang!
Bang…”
The sounds of heads exploding resonated through the banquet hall.
Wearing a white bathrobe and flip-flops, Ye Chenfeng’s figure flitted among the thirty ninjas so lightly that in just over a minute all thirty had their heads crushed by him, while his robe and fist remained utterly unstained.
Having run incessantly at the sea surface earlier, Ye Chenfeng had become even more precise in controlling his Soul Force.
He managed each punch to the ninjas’ heads so meticulously that his body remained untainted by any blood or brain matter.
The image of Ye Chenfeng, in his white bathrobe and flip-flops, left a deep impression on the hearts of the daughters from the Nangang elite families, including Zhang Xiaoyun, who began to feel a stirring in her heart for Ye Chenfeng.
“Brother Ye, can you please help us neutralize the drugs in our bodies first?
We were tricked by these ninjas,” Luo Yongtian said with great difficulty and weakness.
After rummaging through the belongings of one of the ninjas, Ye Chenfeng found a white powder and a red powder.
He sniffed them lightly and realized that the red powder should be the antidote.
He sprinkled it casually over Luo Yongtian and others nearby, such as Wang Zidong and Zhang Xiaoyun, helping them to recover.
After dispersing the red powder, Ye Chenfeng stated, “The red powder on the bodies of the ninjas is the antidote.”
Finishing his sentence, Ye Chenfeng turned his gaze towards Zhan Lang, and so did Zhan Lang watch Ye Chenfeng in return.
Zhan Lang had clearly seen how Ye Chenfeng had killed the thirty ninjas.
He was painfully aware that killing those ninjas so effortlessly, bursting their heads in such a short time without a drop of blood staining him, required a very skilled and meticulous control of Soul Force—something even he could not achieve.
“Ye Chenfeng, I don’t care how you managed to recover from your injuries, but it seems tonight I must kill you,” Zhan Lang drew on the Middle Stage Soul Force within him as his figure instantly charged at Ye Chenfeng.
He didn’t want to risk any more accidents, so he had to kill Ye Chenfeng as quickly as possible.
Ye Chenfeng stood still, watching with interest as Zhan Lang rushed toward him.
After his power increased, he could see Zhan Lang’s movements clearly and distinctly.
On one side, Luo Yongtian and the others had regained their mobility, and they immediately found red powder on the bodies of the ninjas.
Of course, Chen Siyu also went to help, so in just a short time, all the young masters and misses of the great Nangang families had recovered their mobility.
When they saw Ye Chenfeng waiting in place for Zhan Lang’s attack, their hearts instantly clenched with anxiety, remembering how Ye Chenfeng had been previously beaten by Zhan Lang without a chance to fight back.
“Ye Chenfeng, you are still not my match.”
Zhan Lang appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, his right fist smashed violently toward Ye Chenfeng’s chest.
The punch contained Zhan Lang’s ultimate strength; he wanted to ensure it would truly burst Ye Chenfeng’s heart.
However, as Zhan Lang’s fist drew closer and closer to Ye Chenfeng’s heart, a mocking smile appeared on Ye Chenfeng’s lips.
Seeing this, Zhan Lang felt something wasn’t quite right in his heart.
In the next second.
Ye Chenfeng suddenly moved, raising his power to the Peak of King Level in an instant, and with a swift motion of his right hand, “Bang!” he caught Zhan Lang’s full-power punch.
Both men took a step back, and shock filled Zhan Lang’s face.
Feeling Ye Chenfeng’s strength, he roared, “How is this possible?
Ye Chenfeng, how could you have broken through?”
Ye Chenfeng simply responded to Zhan Lang’s roar with an indifferent phrase, “In this world, nothing is impossible.”
As the words fell, his figure vanished.
Ye Chenfeng finally took the offensive, using the Storm Profound Step Method without hesitation.
Before Zhan Lang could react, Ye Chenfeng’s form appeared before him, his foot kicked fiercely into Zhan Lang’s waist.
Zhan Lang was sent flying like a punching bag, blood spraying from his mouth, as his body crashed not far from the banquet hall’s entrance.
Lying on the ground, Zhan Lang felt the bones in his waist that had nearly broken and a torrential surge of shock within him.
He knew he was no match for Ye Chenfeng now and that continuing the fight would only lead to death by Ye Chenfeng’s hands.
Zhan Lang looked toward the banquet hall’s door and, throwing caution to the wind, burst out, roaring, “Ye Chenfeng, the next time we meet, I will take your life.”
Better to preserve one’s life than to lose it in a vain effort.
Zhan Lang, who escaped the banquet hall, dove into the sea, believing once he entered the water, he could surely escape.
Seeing Zhan Lang choose to flee, the young masters and misses of the Nangang families finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Ye Chenfeng walked out of the banquet hall, not worried that Zhan Lang could get away.
Standing on the deck, watching Zhan Lang swim swiftly through the water, Ye Chenfeng’s form also suddenly leaped toward the sea.
However, his body didn’t fall into the water; instead, his feet stood firmly on the sea’s surface, running quickly in pursuit of the swimming Zhan Lang, without even needing to use the Storm Profound Step Method.
The young masters and misses of the Nangang families followed out of the banquet hall, and when they saw Ye Chenfeng running swiftly on top of the water, they were all stunned.
This wasn’t something from a movie world; this was real life!
They all felt like they were dreaming.
Zhan Lang, swimming non-stop in the water, heard some noise behind him.
Curiously, he looked back and nearly choked on the water.
Under the moonlight, he saw Ye Chenfeng running on the sea surface just as if it were dry land.
Perhaps not even a Venerable Level expert with Soul Force could move so swiftly on the sea?
How delicate must the control over one’s Soul Force be to achieve this?
Zhan Lang, seeing Ye Chenfeng drawing ever closer, completely fell into despair.
This time he truly had encountered a monster, one rarely seen in a hundred years, nay, in a thousand.
He couldn’t understand how Ye Chenfeng had grown to such a level by himself, nor could he fathom the heights Ye Chenfeng would reach in the future.
He even began to wonder if one day Ye Chenfeng could completely destroy their organization, which seemed utterly ludicrous now, but Zhan Lang couldn’t shake this bizarre idea from his mind.
(To be continued.
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