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Chapter 1783 - 1811: Earth Crisis
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Chapter 1783: Chapter 1811: Earth Crisis

Ye Feng was from Earth, and when it came to Earth, he cared incomparably; on Earth he had his own family, his own friends, and right now Earth was still far from developed. Any Proof of Dao realm expert would possess destructive power toward Earth; the Heavenly Dao there was extremely weakly restrictive, and not only that, it was also unstable.

A Proof of Dao realm expert could easily wipe out a large nation within a few minutes.

Therefore, Ye Feng was enraged. The Holy Land claimed to be the righteous path of the Spirit Martial Continent, yet they actually wanted to use his own family and friends to threaten him.

That middle-aged man in a cyan long robe looked at Ye Feng with a cold smile. "Ye Feng, actually, if you’re willing to surrender, I can send a voice transmission to our Holy Land right now and have them give up going to Earth. You only need to obediently follow us into the Holy Land to receive punishment!"

"What if I refuse?" Ye Feng’s expression grew a few degrees colder as he looked at that Sword Palace middle-aged man and asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully. "Refuse? Do you have the right to refuse? If you dare refuse, I guarantee you will definitely regret it. We will destroy Earth. Your family, your friends, even those who have nothing to do with you—as long as they are living beings on Earth, we will make sure not a single one survives; we will kill them all, and they will all be implicated because of you..."

"Boom!" However, just as that cyan-robed young man’s words fell, Ye Feng’s legs bent and stomped heavily on the ground. His speed exploded directly to the limit, his entire body whipping up an incomparably violent shockwave.

That shockwave swept across the Void, directly engulfing the cyan-robed young man, crushing him so hard he could barely breathe, to the point where even moving became incomparably difficult. In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng had already rushed to his side.

"War Fist!" Ye Feng roared in fury. In an instant, boundless War Intent erupted; that terrifying War Intent was as if it transformed into a Heavenly Waterfall dropping straight down from the Nine Heavens, heavily crushing onto the cyan-robed middle-aged man.

At this moment he had already reacted, but merely reacting was completely useless.

He had reacted, yet he simply had no time to dodge. That terrifying punch smashed heavily into his chest.

"Puchi~~" With a sound, blood sprayed; in an instant Ye Feng’s fist easily punched through his chest. The middle-aged man froze; they had not expected Ye Feng’s punch to be so terrifying, Ye Feng’s fist piercing through his body.

It turned into a pillar of fist wind, like a long Dragon, and in an instant it blasted out for several hundred li before finally dissipating completely.

The middle-aged man was stunned, feeling his life force rapidly draining away. He had never imagined, even in his dreams, that Ye Feng would actually be this powerful inside the Zhan Clan. Regarding the annihilation of Gao Zhiwei and his group, the people of the Holy Land had all believed it was because the Zhan Clan had joined the fray.

But now it seemed they were all wrong. Ye Feng possessed a physical body far surpassing those of the same realm; he was simply not someone they could contend with. Ye Feng alone could easily slaughter those people from the Holy Land.

The cyan-robed middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng in terror. "Ye Feng, I was only here to convey a message. In war between two sides, the envoy is not to be killed—don’t you know that? Are you really going to fight our Holy Land to the death, you..."

"Boom!" However, at this moment, an incomparably dense and powerful Blood Qi erupted from Ye Feng’s body and poured directly into the middle-aged man. In an instant, the middle-aged man swelled like an inflated ball and exploded.

In an instant, flesh and blood splattered everywhere. A Proof of Dao early-stage expert was, in that single instant, turned into countless pieces of flesh.

Ye Feng’s face was full of rage; he could no longer hold it in, his face furious. "In war between two sides you don’t kill the envoy? Then why the hell did you touch my family and friends?" One had to know, touching Ye Feng’s family was something Ye Feng absolutely could not tolerate...

At this moment, the people of the Zhan Clan arrived at Ye Feng’s side. Clan Chief Zhan Jue looked at Ye Feng. "Ye Feng, what do you plan to do now?" Ye Feng looked at Zhan Jue. "Clan Chief Zhan Jue, I’ll leave the people of the Daoist School to you for now. I’ll be back soon!"

"Boom!" As soon as his words fell, Ye Feng stomped on the ground and his whole body shot out like a projectile. In the blink of an eye he disappeared from the Zhan Clan’s gate. Everyone watched Ye Feng helplessly, their hearts extremely conflicted; in truth, they really did not want Ye Feng to leave.

Because if Ye Feng left, it would definitely be a path of nine deaths and one life at most. The people of the Zhan Clan did not want Ye Feng to die.

They were still waiting for Ye Feng to grant them freedom, but they had no way to stop the current Ye Feng.

Right now, Ye Feng had cultivated the Ninefold War Fist and Ninefold War Sword, and he also had the Heaven Slaying Sword and the Sky Battle Armor.

They were completely unable to stop Ye Feng; even Zhan Jue had no confidence that he could defeat the current Ye Feng.

In less than an hour, Ye Feng had already rushed out of the War God Mountain’s territory. As soon as he left War God Mountain, Ye Feng felt that invisible suppression disappear; once more he sensed the circulation of True Essence and the entanglement of Dao Principles.

Ye Feng did not hesitate in the slightest. He directly took out his top-grade Holy Artifact Shuttle, then began feeding it one Daoist Crystal after another, rapidly rushing toward the location of the Space-time Tunnel connecting the Spirit Martial Continent and Earth.

Time flew by in a hurry, and very soon half a month had passed. On the Spirit Martial Continent, at the location of the Space-time Tunnel connecting to Earth, a group of people appeared in the Void. Each person in that group possessed strength pushed to the extreme.

There were over a hundred of them in total. The strongest among them was a Proof of Dao Great Perfection expert; he was the third strongest existence in the Holy Land’s Sword Palace and was named Lord Youjian. As for Proof of Dao realm experts, there were forty-four of them.

All the others were Asking Great Perfection experts. Any one of these people, upon entering Earth, could be considered a Destructive Level calamity. At this moment, an Asking Great Perfection expert looked at Lord Youjian. "Lord! We’ve already set up the Formation. We can open the Space-time Tunnel to Earth at any moment!"

"Good!" A look of satisfaction appeared on Lord Youjian’s face, and then he shouted loudly, "At my command, prepare to open the tunnel!"

"Puff puff puff!" However, at this moment, in the Void, one Blood Lotus after another bloomed. The heads of three Asking Great Perfection experts suddenly separated from their bodies, and immediately afterward, a tyrannical Sword Qi streaked across the Void and vanished in an instant...

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