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Chapter 1793 - 1821: More Trouble Ahead
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Chapter 1793: Chapter 1821: More Trouble Ahead

Just to know, even a single Heart Clearing with ten thousand years of age is far from enough for Ye Feng at this moment.

Right now, Ye Feng holds five Ancient Slaughter Flame Dragon Pills in his hands, and a single Heart Clearing is simply insufficient to neutralize the power of five Ancient Slaughter Flame Dragon Pills, so Ye Feng and Ling’er continue to hasten the maturation of the Heart Clearing.

Time quickly passes by, and soon ten days have gone by. Ye Feng and Ling’er both show satisfied expressions; they have hastened the maturation of ten Heart Clearings, which have reached the level of ten thousand years.

Using these ten Heart Clearings to refine pills and neutralize the medicinal power of the Ancient Slaughter Flame Dragon Pill, it is completely sufficient now.

However, within the array, the corpse of the Black Death Spirit Clan has not been completely refined; if fully refined, at least fifteen Heart Clearings can be matured to the level of ten thousand years!

Ye Feng and Ling’er continue to refine the corpse of the Black Death Spirit Clan, planning to further hasten the maturation of those Heart Clearings, reaching ten thousand years potency.

"What are you two bastards doing!" At this moment, a voice filled with rage echoes over hundreds of miles; the sound is incredibly loud, the breath deep and formidable, like a bolt of heavenly lightning, instantly blasting in everyone’s ears.

Ye Feng and Ling’er are both stunned, simultaneously looking towards the direction from which the voice came, only to see not far away.

A middle-aged man with a stature as sturdy as a small hill, glaring with fury at Ye Feng and Ling’er, yelling.

The man, surrounded by black malicious energy, with dark skin, a hideous face, and blood-red eyes, emanates a violent aura.

"It’s Wang Feng! Among the Black Death Spirit Clan, ranked thirty-fifth among the youth!" Ling’er’s eyes reveal a surprised look, while Ye Feng calmly looks at the middle-aged man, his gaze devoid of any ripple.

Wang Feng, looking fiercely at Ye Feng and Ling’er, shouts loudly: "Wang Ling’er, you bitch, what exactly are you doing? Do you not know that these are powerful figures of our Black Death Spirit Clan? How dare you burn their bodies and nurture Heart Clearings?"

Ling’er looks helplessly at Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, we got a bit carried away nurturing Heart Clearings, and startled him. I didn’t expect him to wake up; it looks like we’re in trouble..." After speaking, Ling’er even sticks out her tongue, looking very cute and clever. Ye Feng feels a bit helpless; at this moment, Ling’er still has the mood to joke.

Ye Feng calmly looks at Wang Feng and says: "Friend, they have already failed the secret technique and cannot be resurrected. Refining their bodies doesn’t seem to cause any loss, does it? Why be so angry; here, I will give you a Heart Clearing as compensation."

"Like hell I care!" Wang Feng’s eyes suddenly turn blood-red, and a chill of murderous intent bursts from his entire body, just like a primordial beast, his aura firmly locking onto Ye Feng.

"Who’s your friend? You two bastards deserve to die for desecrating our Black Death Spirit Clan! When our clan resurrects, not only will you die, but so will your relatives, friends, and clans. Our Black Death Spirit Clan will eradicate your clans; you will regret it!" Wang Feng shouts angrily.

Ye Feng’s eyes show a helpless look; it seems Wang Feng doesn’t intend to let him and Ling’er go.

"I’ll say this one last time; let’s leave it at that, okay?" Ye Feng’s face turns somber.

Wang Feng is still looking mad: "Leave it? You’re dreaming! You dare desecrate the bodies of our Black Death Spirit Clan’s powerful figures..."

"Slash~" However, before Wang Feng can finish his words, Ye Feng directly draws his Frost Sword.

The Frost Sword, drawn with a single battle, instantly slices through the void; an incredibly chilling Sword Qi, emitting a blue cold light, like a crescent, passes through the void in an instant, slicing Wang Feng’s neck in the blink of an eye.

In a flash, blood spurts wildly, Wang Feng hasn’t even reacted before a huge blood gash appears on his neck, blood splattering; subsequently, his head falls directly to the ground.

Wang Feng looks at Ye Feng with a face full of shock, he hadn’t even had time to react before being slain with a single slash by Ye Feng!

To know, Wang Feng is a Half-step Saint Realm expert, while Ye Feng is merely at the early stage of Asking, and Ling’er—whom Wang Feng recognizes—as the Holy Daughter of the White Death Spirit Clan, basically does not fight, how could it be that he is killed by just one person?

But now, he finds himself unable to resist even a bit in front of Ye Feng, directly slain by Ye Feng.

Wang Feng feels his lifeforce rapidly fading away, his eyes showing an unwilling look: "You dare kill me, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it; my companions will avenge me, they won’t let you go!"

"Ah~~" Then, Wang Feng opens his mouth and roars loudly; the roar deafens the ears, shaking the heavens and earth, like the howls of a beast, the surrounding space trembles rapidly due to his massive sound waves, and the bulwarks show large cracks.

"Boom!" Yet at this instant, Ye Feng extends his fist, delivering a punch.

The terrifying fist wind, transforming into an incredibly thick air column, crushes onto Wang Feng’s skull.

In an instant, Wang Feng’s head twists, and within less than a breath, his head bursts open, dead beyond any chance for revival; the surroundings fall silent, with Ling’er looking anxiously at Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, why did you kill him!" Ling’er looks at Ye Feng, thinking he was a bit too impulsive.

Yet Ye Feng remains calm, as if he’s done something very simple: "Didn’t you hear what he said? He wasn’t going to reconcile, but wanted to kill us and annihilate our clans, so I killed him..."

Ling’er’s face looks very troubled: "It’s bad, it’s bad, Ye Feng, we’re in big trouble. Do you know? Just now Wang Feng’s howl wasn’t just a normal cry; he used a secret technique to awaken those dormant Black Death Spirit Clan! The Black Death Spirit Clan is about to wake up in masses, and when they do, they’ll seek revenge!"

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