In an instant, all the rubble and stones around him began shaking, then abruptly flew outward.
Imdiately after, an overwhelming and sky-shattering aura erupted from Luo Wenchang’s body, sweeping across a hundred-mile radius!
"God... God... God Realm! This aura can’t possibly belong to an Innate Expert. Luo Wenchang has ascended to the Divine Realm!"
Feeling this aura, soone gasped in shock.
God Realm?
As soon as these words were spoken, and sensing the clearly distinct aura from Luo Wenchang compared to Mu Yong and other Innate Martial Artists, everyone swallowed hard, their faces filled with reverence!
God Realm!
A supre realm above the Innate Martial King—Martial God Realm!
In the entirety of China’s historical records, no one has yet ascended to this realm!
Even when Ye Fei used a flying knife to slay Wang Tian, he only earned a dubious reputation of supposedly being in the Martial God Realm!
But even so, most people remained skeptical.
After all, the God Realm seed utterly unapproachable to them—a realm of unmatched strength. As extraordinary as Ye Fei might be, how could he possibly ascend to such heights?
Seeing the awe-struck expressions around him, Luo Wenchang’s face was brimming with pride!
Though he knew he had not truly reached the God Realm, he was infinitely close to the Demigod Realm. Yet even so, his aura carried traces of divine intent!
This mysterious and elusive state had made him several tis stronger than when he was considered a legendary figure in the past!
The reason he chose to showcase his power on the day of his grand celebration was precisely to intimidate the world!
To let the world know that Luo Wenchang wasn’t just a legend of decades past—he was still a legend, and always would be!
So, with a cold chuckle, Luo Wenchang’s clothes began to flutter without wind. He arrogantly shifted his gaze onto Ye Fei.
He firmly believed that under his overwhelming aura, Ye Fei, this re boy, could only submit!
"This is it?"
At this mont, Ye Fei stood there, frowned, and spoke.
"What... what did you say?" Luo Wenchang froze instantly.
"I said, is this it?"
Ye Fei shook his head again, sighed, and said, "Judging from your earlier move, I thought you had so rit. But is this all?"
Is this all?
Everyone was startled—could Ye Fei not sense Luo Wenchang’s imnse and powerful aura?
Or did he simply not care?
Luo Wenchang’s veins bulged at the sight of Ye Fei’s calm deanor and hearing his sighs!
What did he an by "is this all"?
Was this not enough?
Could Ye Fei truly not sense his supre might?
Could he not feel the aura that was near surpassing human limitations, touching the realm of the gods?
It couldn’t be! Ye Fei must be bluffing!
Yes! That must be it!
Thinking this, Luo Wenchang smirked coldly and said, "Boy, pretending must be unbearable, isn’t it? Haha, to even speak under the aura of this Sect Master, it’s quite comndable!"
Pretending?
Hearing Luo Wenchang’s words, the crowd imdiately showed expressions of sudden realization.
Simultaneously, they exchanged mocking glances at Ye Fei.
"So he’s just trying to save face, pretending to say those things? Youthful arrogance, indeed! Saving face at the cost of suffering!" scoffed a cultivator, shaking his head in disdain.
Pretending does not make it true!
Weakness is weakness—it cannot be faked. After all, once they engage, his true self would be revealed.
At that ti, he wouldn’t only lose face but be completely humiliated!
Yet Ye Fei remained unmoved, staring at Luo Wenchang, ignoring the mocking remarks of those around him.
Luo Wenchang found Ye Fei’s behavior utterly absurd. Nevertheless, he had already showcased his aura and strength, achieving his goal.
With no intention to continue the charade with Yang Tian, he extended a finger and said coldly, "I believe the ti you have left standing is the final five seconds. In five seconds, you will kneel before . Five, four, three, two, one..."
Thunk!
A muffled sound echoed just as Luo Wenchang counted to one.
Before anyone could react, Ye Fei was already in front of Luo Wenchang, slapping him away with a single strike.
That previously smug face scraped across the ground for quite so ti before coming to a stop.
"When did you start believing you were stronger than ?" Ye Fei remarked indifferently, hands behind his back.
The entire scene was frozen.
"Holy crap! Did I see that right? Luo Wenchang got slapped away just like that?"
Looking at Luo Wenchang scraping along the ground, then glancing back at Ye Fei standing tall, everyone felt an overwhelming urge to swear aloud!
Luo Wenchang had just been boasting about how Ye Fei would kneel in five seconds, unleashing imnse power to prove his superiority and command respect.
He had raised everyone’s expectations.
But right when they were all anticipating Ye Fei’s humiliation, Luo Wenchang was slapped away in such a brutally simple manner, without the slightest chance to resist?
What kind of joke was this?
Mu Yong and Jia Sanniang, the Xuanyin Sect officials who were brimming with hatred for Ye Fei ever since Luo Wenchang appeared, were also completely dumbstruck.
What did they say about guessing the start but failing to foresee the end?
This was it!
But it wasn’t just them who were stunned—Luo Wenchang was utterly bewildered as he got up from the ground, ignoring the small rocks embedded in his face from scraping along the ground.
He stared blankly at Ye Fei, completely unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"What... what did you just do?" Luo Wenchang asked.
"What did I do?"
Ye Fei chuckled and said, "I just hit you, that’s all!"
"Hit ?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchang finally reacted, yelling in rage, "You little brat! I underestimated you—you caught off guard!"
With that, Luo Wenchang unleashed his aura again. Fueled by rage, it surged like a vast ocean as he delivered a palm strike.
Instantly, the terrifying energy wave swept toward Yang Tian.
At the sa mont.
Luo Wenchang’s smirk returned as he looked at Ye Fei, tauntingly saying, "An ant is always an ant! Even if it occasionally shines, it’s but a fleeting bloom—there’s no escaping the path to death..."
Before he could finish, Luo Wenchang’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Because at this mont, Ye Fei remained emotionless, extending his hand with a soft command, "Break!"
Pop!
Luo Wenchang’s powerful energy burst dissipated like a soap bubble before Ye Fei, vanishing into thin air.
A step forward—Ye Fei advanced again, and sothing incomprehensible happened.
At that mont, Ye Fei seed to embody both heaven and earth. As he took a step, Luo Wenchang felt an unbearable suffocation!
It was as if an ant faced a Primordial Giant Beast, as if Sun Monkey confronted Tathagata—a feeling of complete helplessness!
"This... how is this possible?"
Staring at Ye Fei, Luo Wenchang bit his tongue fiercely to clear his mind, then sneered, "Illusion Technique! This is nothing but a petty trick! Watch how I counter your illusion with my next strike..."
Smack!
A loud slap landed squarely on Luo Wenchang’s face, sending him staggering.
"You dare humiliate , brat..."
Slap, slap!
Two consecutive slaps followed.
"Still not awake?" Ye Fei said calmly. "Then let slowly wake you up!"
What followed was an extraordinary scene.
Luo Wenchang, once the legendary powerhouse, was struck repeatedly like a helpless child in front of the unassuming Ye Fei.
One slap after another rained down on him.
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