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Chapter 158: A Massacre

After some observation, Ye Feng finally understood the whole situation. It turned out that the one who had passed the information was Yuwen Zhuo, who had already transformed into a Yuan Ying body, while it was his father, Yuwen Hua, who had destroyed the teleportation array. All the mysteries were finally resolved.
“No one can survive this time—not a single one!” A fierce look flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes. Last time, it was because Yuwen Zhuo’s Yuan Ying escaped, allowing him to inform his father, which nearly cost Ye Feng and his companions their lives in the Gray Star Region.
To avoid making mistakes, Ye Feng decided to purchase a top-grade spiritual weapon in the Void Realm to boost his attack power.
The price of an ordinary top-grade spiritual weapon was usually ten times that of a top-grade spiritual crystal. In the Void Realm, on the numerous shelves, top-grade spiritual weapons of various forms were mostly priced at one million second-tier domain values.
In the entire cultivation world, those who used top-grade spiritual weapons were generally extremely powerful—most of them were warriors at or above the Tribulation stage, and even some at the Great Vehicle stage only possessed such weapons. Supreme-grade spiritual weapons were extremely rare, with only one being crafted every hundred years in the entire cultivation world.
Ye Feng was dazzled by the shelves. After carefully considering his situation, he decided to buy a pair of spiritual weapon gloves. The techniques from the “Wu Dian” gave him extreme control over his body—his knees and elbows could kill, not to mention his hands, which could perform countless maneuvers.
Although long swords and great blades might seem more impressive, Ye Feng chose his own path.
It was a pair of completely black gloves. Ye Feng wasn’t sure of their material, but once worn, they felt like a thin film covering his palms, perfectly adhering to them without causing any discomfort.
After putting on the gloves, Ye Feng rigorously tested the fingers and wrist joints of his hands, performing various incredible movements. After some experimentation, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He really liked these gloves—they were tailor-made for him right now.
“That’s the one!” Ye Feng said excitedly.
“Xuan Ling Gloves, top-grade spiritual weapon. Purchase requires 1,000,000 second-tier domain values!”
“Confirm purchase?”
“Purchase successful. Remaining second-tier domain values: 1,016,984!”
After deducting one million domain values, Ye Feng put the gloves back on his hands.

Leaving the Illusory Realm, Ye Feng put on the detector to check the changes in his attribute values.
Total Combat Value: 12,500,496
Strength: 6,310,29
Speed: 625,793
Mental Power: 622,073
Spiritual Energy: 621,602
Weapon Bonus: 9,999,999 (based on the maximum effectiveness achievable with the host’s strength!)
Ye Feng was shocked by the number displayed for the weapon bonus—nearly ten million in bonus attack power, which increased his own attack strength by nearly twenty times. He even felt confident enough to fight against experts at the Diversion Stage.
“With the invisibility ring on as well, I can silently kill everyone I encounter in that castle,” Ye Feng had already planned his strategy.
Equipped with the detector, the invisibility ring, and those top-tier spiritual weapon gloves, Ye Feng disappeared from the hotel room without anyone noticing.
Flying at high speed, it took just over ten minutes for Ye Feng to reach the mansion where Wu Dao and the others were captured.
He sneaked into the mansion, and the detector showed only one red dot—the man in black was not there.
Ye Feng smirked inwardly. He had been worried that if he were discovered, the two experts at the Diversion Stage would team up. Even with his photon cannon, he could only deal with one of them at a time, while the other could kill him while he was attacking.
But now, with only Yu Huawen at the Diversion Stage, Ye Feng no longer had any worries.
On the detector, two yellow dots slowly moved toward Ye Feng’s location—two experts at the Outward Emergence Stage.
Ye Feng held his breath, clenched his fists, stepped forward, and aimed straight for their dantians. In an instant, he crushed the yuanlings inside both of them.
Before those two could even make a sound, Ye Feng had ended their lives.
After searching, he found nothing valuable on them.
Disappointed, Ye Feng continued deeper into the mansion, following the detector’s guidance toward the locations of the yellow dots. In less than ten minutes, the entire mansion became a dead house. Unfortunately, none of the experts at the Outward Emergence Stage had anything valuable on them, probably because all the valuable items had been handed over to the mansion’s owner.
Nearly ten experts at the Outward Emergence Stage were killed on the spot. Now, the only one still alive was Yu Huawen, who was in the study and unaware of anything.

Ye Feng pushed open the door to the study without much hesitation. Yu Wenhua glanced at the suddenly opened door in surprise, not noticing the invisible Ye Feng. He stared at the door for a while before standing up and walking toward it to close it.
“Don’t move!” The moment his hand touched the door, a cold metallic sensation appeared at his neck. He knew that any move he made would likely result in his head and body being separated.
“Who are you?” Yu Wenhua tried to buy time to come up with a plan.
“Aren’t I the person you’re looking for?” Ye Feng sneered.
“Ye Feng?!” Yu Wenhua immediately realized who it was and called out his name hesitantly.
“That’s right!” At this point, Ye Feng saw no need to deny it. “Are you Yu Wen Zhuo’s father?”
“Yes, I am Yu Wenhua!” Yu Wenhua didn’t deny it either. After all, since Ye Feng had already found him, it was clear he was certain of his identity.
“Very well!” With blazing eyes, Ye Feng punched through Yu Wenhua’s dantian. With the help of his high-grade spiritual weapon, he faced only slight resistance before reaching the Yuan Ying inside. He increased the force further and clearly felt the Yuan Ying dissipate in his hand before pulling back.
At that moment, a fierce elbow strike hit Ye Feng’s chest, and the sound of bones breaking reached his ears. He was sent flying backward, punching a hole in the study wall.
“Idiot! Do you think I’m like you, capable of cultivating only one Yuan Ying? One Yuan Ying is equivalent to one human life! The reason I’ve remained stuck at the Divided Mind stage for so many years is because I cultivate three Yuan Yings inside me. I need three times the energy to make a breakthrough!!! But at the same time, I have three lives!” Although Yu Wenhua couldn’t see where Ye Feng was, the hole in the wall and the deep pit on the floor of the other room clearly indicated his direction. He was confident that even if Ye Feng wasn’t dead from that strike, he would definitely be unable to move again. He stepped toward the deep pit on the floor…