Chapter 631: Nan Batian

After reading the records in the memory crystal, everyone present was stunned, including the short-haired man known as the boss, whose brows were tightly furrowed.
“How is this possible?” someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock. “He’s clearly only at the Xingyu level—how can he be so powerful?”
“Boss, this man’s strength…” An elder at the later stage of the Puyu level, clearly of high status, sat to the left of the short-haired man. Now, he too turned to look at his boss with a face full of horror.
“Ahem.” The short-haired man cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention back. “You’ve all seen this man’s strength. What do you think?”
“This man’s strength is likely on par with those at the peak of the Puyu level,” said the elder sitting to his left first. “Even in this chaotic Sea of Stars, he possesses the strength of a dominant force. I think there’s no need to provoke him.”
“But then, did our brothers die for nothing?” Someone immediately objected. “Even if he’s at the peak of the Puyu level, isn’t our boss also at that level? Besides, there are only two of them, while we have so many brothers…”
“Yes, and he even boasted that our boss isn’t as strong as him and that our boss could be defeated even if he went after him. Such an arrogant guy deserves a good lesson!” Others agreed.
“That’s right, boss! Teach him a lesson!” The words of the man ahead resonated with many, as they believed their own boss was the strongest. Hearing Ye Feng say such things, they naturally felt dissatisfied. Thus, many joined in demanding action.
The short-haired man gave the elder to his left a subtle nod, signaling him to calm the crowd. But the elder shook his head with a pained expression.
With no other choice, he spoke up himself, “Brothers, brothers! Quiet down and listen to me!”
Everyone immediately fell silent. Clearly, the short-haired man held significant status among them.

“I’ve seen this footage too, and I have a rough idea of that man’s strength.” He paused, scanning everyone present with his gaze. “I must admit that in the same situation, I could do it as well, but not as easily as him. I can also tell that what he showed wasn’t his full strength. If I were to fight him, after careful consideration, my chances of winning would be only about 20%. To be honest, he’s indeed a formidable opponent I don’t want to provoke…”

Hearing these words, everyone’s mood sank instantly. They never expected the man they respected to say such things, and their trust in him plummeted to rock bottom.

“But…” the short-haired man raised his voice, “I, Nan Batian, am not someone who fears death. That man killed our brothers. Even if I don’t have the strength to make him pay, I’ll still fight him to show him we’re not easy to bully!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present erupted in excitement. Those whose spirits had sunk so low now felt grateful. Nan Batian’s status in their hearts even rose further than before.

“Boss, don’t go! We won’t bear to lose you!”
“Boss, if we don’t avenge this…”
“Boss, what will we do if you die?”
……

Cries of sorrow filled the air.

“What are your plans?” The old man sitting on the left clearly understood this as Nan Batian’s tactic to win over people’s hearts. Unimpressed, he turned away and asked.

“To fight!” Nan Batian’s eyes shone with determination.

“Tell me the truth—what are your chances of winning?” The old man stared intently at Nan Batian, unwilling to hear a lie.

“20%. I wasn’t lying just now.” Nan Batian’s expression didn’t suggest deception.

“Then why go?” The old man frowned slightly. “It seems that man is deliberately luring you there; otherwise, he wouldn’t have said those things.”

“Don’t worry. I may not win, but I still have the ability to survive,” Nan Batian said with a smile. “When have you ever seen me do something I’m not confident about?”

“Never,” the old man replied after a pause, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng remained unaware that he had become the subject of everyone’s discussion. He had thought that by having that man deliver a message, someone would come looking for him soon. But unexpectedly, the other party recorded the entire battle scene in a memory crystal, exposing his strength. As a result, even after a whole day, no one came to find him.

“What’s going on? It’s been almost a whole day, and still no one has come to bother me?” Ye Feng asked Yu Hong in surprise.
“I’m not sure. Logically, to prevent you from escaping, they should have caught up to you on the first day.” Yu Hong also found it strange.
“Do you know who the boss of that area was before?” Ye Feng asked again, hoping to use this information to guess that person’s character.
“Back in my time, the boss of that area was named Wu Yuan—a peak-level Pseudo-Void warrior. He was an alien race with an extremely cruel temperament and liked to eat human flesh raw.” Yu Hong recalled the information about that area from back then, still feeling uneasy when talking about Wu Yuan.
“Since he’s such a scoundrel, I’ll just kill him when he shows up.” Hearing about this man’s character, Ye Feng didn’t intend to show mercy.
After walking for another half hour, Ye Feng and the others noticed spatial fluctuations not far ahead. They immediately stopped and waited patiently.
Actually, it wasn’t surprising that Nan Batian arrived so late—Ba Hong had already spent most of the day returning to his lair. Nan Batian then spent another half day interrogating everyone involved before deciding to attack Ye Feng.
Seeing the numerous powerful warriors behind Nan Batian, Yu Hong felt a badbad premonition, but Ye Feng paid them no attention. He stepped forward and asked Nan Batian, “Are you Wu Yuan?”
This question stunned Nan Batian for a moment before he shook his head. “I’m not him. That bastard Wu Yuan was killed by me hundreds of millions of years ago. I am the new leader of this area—Nan Batian!”
Hearing this, Ye Feng’s hostility diminished significantly. After all, someone who called Wu Yuan a scoundrel and killed him must also disapprove of his actions. Moreover, Nan Batian himself had a righteous appearance, a square face, and a tall stature, giving him a good first impression.
“Then, have you come to bother me?” Although he wasn’t Wu Yuan, Ye Feng guessed that it must be one of his subordinates who had reported him, prompting Nan Batian to come.
“I wouldn’t say I’m here to cause trouble,” Nan Batian said with a smile. “I’ve seen your skills through the memory crystal, and I admit I’m not as good. But you killed my brother. No matter how likely your chances of winning are, I must avenge my brother and bring justice for them.”

“You already know you can’t defeat me, so how can you seek justice?” Ye Feng was speechless. He no longer had any desire to fight Nan Batian. What he feared most were people who emphasized morality—such people were also those he was least willing to kill. “What I seek is to have a clear conscience; whether I can achieve justice is another matter.” Nan Batian’s temperament really made Ye Feng reluctant to take action. Yu Hong, standing by, even looked at Nan Batian with a hint of admiration.