Chapter 768: Killing Two Enemies in a Row

The current leader of the Blood Demon clan is named Blood Without Trace, and he is the most powerful being among them. Unlike the Devouring Clan and the Divine Eye Clan, where some of their former leaders are still alive, the Blood Demon Clan, although capable of creating countless clones and thus difficult to destroy, actually experiences a situation similar to reincarnation each time its core is destroyed—only retaining complete memories and traditions, though its cultivation must start over from scratch.

The previous leaders of the Blood Demon Clan were all killed by others, and their whereabouts for rebirth are unknown. Naturally, the current leader has become the strongest. With a divine power at over 300 levels, he is quite formidable. Yet among the three clans, his clan’s overall strength only ranks third.

“An immortal bloodline—quite nourishing.” The Blood Demon Clan is highly sensitive to blood; they could detect Ye Feng’s immortal blood through its scent alone, and its level was extremely high.

“Is that so? I’m afraid you can’t even appreciate its taste.” Ye Feng smirked slightly as a finger strike, powered by spatial divine skills, shot forth, carrying a divine power at 421 levels straight at Blood Without Trace.

As soon as the finger strike was launched, Blood Without Trace sensed something unusual. He let out a cry and quickly dodged. “A divine power at 400 levels? How is that possible?”

“Why not?” Ye Feng dashed after him, locking eyes with Blood Without Trace. “There are many things that seem impossible. Today, you’ll just die obediently!”

The moment their eyes met, Blood Without Trace’s head grew dizzy. “This is from the Divine Eye Clan… You…”

Before his words could finish, he stood frozen in place. Ye Feng knew that his consciousness had been pulled into another space by the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, and he wouldn’t be able to escape for a while.

“I want your core!” Ye Feng pointed at Blood Without Trace’s forehead, which was now blank with confusion. Using a divine power at 421 levels, fueled by his soul force, he instantly shattered Blood Without Trace’s mind sea and the soul hidden within. With a wave of his sleeve, he stored the corpse in his storage ring.

The battle between the two lasted less than ten breaths, leaving Blood Endless in awe. As an experienced warrior, he had acquired immortal blood not long ago, raising his divine power to 278 levels. In terms of strength, he was actually inferior to Blood Without Trace. Yet he had witnessed Blood Without Trace being easily defeated by Ye Feng, which seemed utterly unbelievable to him.

The outcome of this battle was not only witnessed by Xue Wuya and the others but also by Shi Hun, who was fighting in the midst of it. He had originally thought that Ye Feng targeting Xue Wuhen was a suicidal act. He had fought against Xue Wuhen before and concluded that his strength was slightly weaker than his own, but not by much. An opponent who even he would need to exert great effort to defeat could not last even ten breaths under Ye Feng’s assault.

“What exactly happened just now?” he wondered, puzzled by Xue Wuhen’s dazed expression. It seemed as if he were standing there, waiting to be slaughtered by Ye Feng without even fighting back. But he knew for sure that Xue Wuhen must have fallen victim to some of Ye Feng’s techniques. What concerned him even more was that he also saw the level of Ye Feng’s abilities—already exceeding 400 levels, far surpassing him. He realized that even in a direct confrontation, he was no longer a match for Ye Feng. This thought sent chills down his spine. In just three years, the opponent who had needed to use all his strength to withstand a single strike from him could now be defeated by someone of similar strength in less than ten breaths. Such talent was simply beyond imagination.

“Good kid, you’ve really surpassed me…” Bu Xi couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

At that moment, a chill swept in from behind Ye Feng. Before he could dodge, a long sword pierced his chest.

“A ding…” a clear sound reached everyone’s ears.

Ye Feng staggered from the strike and only after stabilizing himself did he see his attacker. The man was staring at the tip of his sword, which now had cracks, with a look of astonishment on his face. “How is this possible…”

“I’m sorry, but three years ago, I obtained an armor of forbidden treasure level. Even a 1000-level ability, when weakened by this armor, only has an attack power equivalent to 500 levels. As for your 400-level ability, its effect on me is less than 200 levels. Abilities of this level are instantly crushed by the abilities within my body and have no offensive power at all,” Ye Feng said with a smile. “I must tell you—today, you’ve really encountered a tough opponent.”

The moment he was attacked, Ye Feng recognized the attacker’s identity: the third elder of the Devouring Clan. Apparently, he hadn’t found Ye Feng in the inner regions of the Meteor River and had returned to the core area.

With a wave of his sleeve, more than a dozen swords formed from Imperial Extreme Demon Vines shot out at high speed, each carrying an ability at the 430-level.

The man who had attacked him paled instantly and hurriedly tried to dodge.

“Want to escape? Did you even ask me?” Ye Feng waved his sleeve again. This time, the Imperial Demon Vine split into dozens of leaves that turned into chains, using water-based sealing techniques as the core, along with 421-level divine powers, to block the opponent’s movements from another direction.
Ye Feng’s stunning move caught the attention of many powerful warriors. Whether from the human camp or the foreign camps, everyone recognized the Third Elder of the Devouring Clan. Their first reaction was to wonder why such a powerful being, even above the clan leader of the Devouring Clan, would flee in the face of Ye Feng.
But they soon realized the truth—the Third Elder couldn’t dodge in time, and a chain wrapped around his ankle. In just a moment, all the other chains wrapped around him. He struggled for a while to free himself, only to find Ye Feng already standing right in front of him, smiling at him.
“Time stop!” Ye Feng stretched out a hand, and time in the space where the Third Elder was instantly halted.
“Weak point attack!” Twelve sword auras arrived as well, converging at one point and piercing the opponent’s dantian twelve times in a row.
With the 40% attack power boost from the weak point attack, these 430-level divine powers were equivalent to those of a 600-level divine power—plus twelve consecutive strikes at the opponent’s vital points.
The Third Elder, filled with shock, hadn’t even fallen yet when Ye Feng pulled him back into his storage ring.
Although this confrontation lasted a bit longer—still less than the time it takes to drink tea—most of the time, the Third Elder of the Devouring Clan was in a state of flight. By now, the many powerful warriors witnessing this finally understood just how formidable Ye Feng was.
Initially, they thought Ye Feng had just gotten lucky, defeating BloodwithoutTrace by chance. But at this point, they no longer had any doubts about his strength.
Two victories in two battles, against opponents as powerful as the Four Kings of the foreign camps—Ye Feng was now regarded as the greatest under the Heavenly Dao in the human camp.
Ye Feng turned to look at Luo Yan and Jin Wen. “You two don’t need to watch me either. The only threat here to me is the First Elder of the Devouring Clan, who’s currently fighting fiercely with the Heavenly Dao Master. I’ll be fine. You can start your massacre now. Ignore those with divine powers around level 100. First, take out those around level 300, then those around level 200—kill them from highest to lowest.”
“Let’s see who’s faster,” Jin Wen said provocatively, looking at Luo Yan.
“Who’s afraid of whom?” Luo Yan vanished in a flash, and Jin Wen followed suit.

Ye Feng then looked at Xue Wuya, whose face was filled with shock. “Brother Wuya, let’s continue…”