CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 51: NOT TO BE INSULTED!

"Yuji, my whereabouts have been discovered!" Qian Jia anxiously looked at Yuji as she spoke.

"Oh? Did you tell them the location of our base?" Yuji asked Qian Jia.

"No, I managed to create some chaos at the time and escaped from their grasp, but that person’s strength is terrifying. I even used the Heavenly Thunder Yin-Yang Talisman, but he shattered it with a single strike!"

"What!" Yuji’s hand trembled, and her cup of red wine shook, her eyes flashing with a hint of surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. "Qian Jia, you shouldn’t have come back. It seems our location has already been exposed..."

"That’s impossible! He had no chance to chase after me at that time. I made sure of it; he didn’t come after me!" Qian Jia said.

Yuji shook her head. "You’re wrong. Someone who can shatter the Heavenly Thunder Yin-Yang Talisman must have reached the strength of a Middle Innate Grandmaster. Think about it, how could you, an Inner Strength Martial Artist, possibly escape from his grasp? A single flick of his finger could have killed you. He let you escape on purpose, wanting to find out where our base is!"

After hearing Yuji’s words, Qian Jia’s body shook violently. She remembered when she was about to escape through the window, Ye Feng flicked his finger and seriously injured her. Indeed, if Ye Feng hadn’t intentionally let her escape, how could she possibly have managed to run away?

"I estimate that person will be arriving at our base soon..." Yuji spoke indifferently.

A look of guilt flashed in Qian Jia’s eyes. "Yuji, it’s my fault that our base location has been exposed. I’m willing to take full responsibility. I will commit seppuku right now and accept the punishment I deserve!" she said.

As she said this, Qian Jia took out a dagger, her face ashen, having already decided to die as an apology.

"Wait!" Yuji stopped her. "If you truly feel you’ve wronged, then make a greater contribution to Shadow Stream to make up for your mistakes. What we need to do now is face the imminent enemy together!"

"But Yuji, that person’s strength is unfathomable. Do we have a way to fight him?" Qian Jia began to doubt.

"Hmph, on a normal day, I wouldn’t be so sure, but we have been gathering yang energy for the Yang Spirit Jade during this time. With the power within the Yang Spirit Jade, my strength will certainly rise greatly. When the time comes, he will come but not return!" Yuji was immensely confident.

At the same time, a red Ferrari arrived at the entrance of the manor, and a young man around twenty-two or twenty-three years old got out and walked into the manor.

That man was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng walked in slowly, and two middle-aged men immediately blocked his path, showing a murderous intent. "Private property, no trespassing!"

"Pfft—" As soon as the words left their mouth.

In an instant, a blood-red rose bloomed. The two guards couldn’t even see how Ye Feng had made his move before their foreheads were pierced through, their eyes filled with surprise, their bodies going limp as they died on the spot.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Members of Shadow Stream not far away saw this scene and screamed in terror, immediately sounding the red alarm.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" The air kept erupting with sounds, and figures in black kept streaking through the void.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty ninjas in purple ninja attire appeared around Ye Feng, surrounding him.

The leader of the ninjas stepped forward, looking coldly at Ye Feng, then drew his Ninja Blade from behind.

"Baka, no matter who you are, provoking Shadow Stream means that this day next year will be your death annive—"

"Pfft—"

However, before the ninja’s words had even finished, Ye Feng casually swung his arm, and a True Essence Longsword, ten meters in length, shot out of thin air, sweeping through the void and cutting the two dozen ninjas in half at their waists!

Flesh and blood flew, and blood-red roses bloomed in the darkness of the night...

The Shadow Stream members who came to reinforce watched this spectacle in instant terror; in the briefest moment, over twenty individuals were struck down. Just how terrifying was Ye Feng’s strength?

Yet the ninjas still charged towards Ye Feng, heedless of life and death. With each casual swing of his arms, Ye Feng sent forth True Essence-crafted Gang Blades that burst forth from the void, cutting through the air and creating sonic booms.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" With every swing of his arm, numerous people fell dead.

All the humiliation, all the discomfort Ye Feng had endured inside Wanjin Hotel earlier, were now unleashed here in its entirety.

Even as countless enemies surged, Ye Feng remained composed, leisurely walking towards the manor’s council hall as if strolling in his own backyard’s garden.

When the War God was enraged, blood was spilt for miles!

This was the wrath of Ye Feng today: the massacre of Dragon Country’s brethren was the first reason, their covert infiltration into Dragon Country the second, and today, due to an unfortunate twist, the War God himself was humiliated—the third and final reason.

These three counts were why Ye Feng today resolved to crush Shadow Stream’s foothold in Lin Tian City!

The War God of Dragon Country must not be disgraced!

The compatriots of Dragon Country must not be bullied!

The interests of Dragon Country must not be violated!

In just three minutes, the manor was turned into a river of blood, with Ye Feng slaughtering nearly two hundred people!

Ye Feng’s spiritual power spread out, sensing that there were only two other people left in the manor aside from himself: one possessed power comparable to a Grandmaster, undoubtedly the leader of this establishment.

And the other was naturally Qian Jia.

Ye Feng arrived at the doors of the council hall and casually struck out with his fist.

"Boom!"

His fist’s force roared like a dragon, turning into an incredibly thick column of energy that plowed forward.

"Crash!"

In an instant, the council hall’s doors shattered into pieces, completely breaking apart into countless fragments.

Inside the council hall, both Qian Jia and Yuji were shocked, staring at Ye Feng.

They had both anticipated that those outside could not withstand Ye Feng, but they didn’t expect Ye Feng to arrive so fast; it had only been three minutes.

Of course, this was because Ye Feng had purposely walked slowly; otherwise, it would have taken less than a minute for him to reach this place.

Ye Feng slowly approached the two people inside the council hall, Yuji and Qian Jia.

Every step he took was accompanied by a formidable presence, like massive waves crashing down time after time against Qian Jia and Yuji.

That pressure was so intense it made both Qian Jia and Yuji feel as if their bodies were about to be crushed to pieces; Qian Jia especially couldn’t hold on, blood streaming from the corner of her mouth, her heart rising to her throat.