A building was razed to the ground, leaving nothing behind.
This punch represented the most primal destruction!
Sounds of surprise and screams arose everywhere.
As if there was a nuclear attack sowhere...
Twice, Berite Tienaqi had crashed into buildings, but the effects were completely different each ti.
The first ti was like a missile, the second ti like a nuclear bomb.
Especially the second ti, Berite Tienaqi was launched as if he were a nuclear bomb by Ye Chenfeng.
Human weapon...
"What a pity it’s about to be destroyed."
Ye Chenfeng said regretfully as he retracted his fist.
Only then did everyone understand why Ye Chenfeng asked Berite Tienaqi the question earlier.
"War God!"
All of Berite Tienaqi’s followers rushed over, searching the ruins for a long ti before finally digging him out.
But Berite Tienaqi was long gone, without a trace of life.
The crowd was shocked to find a sunken fist imprint on Berite Tienaqi’s chest.
Not only that, but Berite Tienaqi’s upper body bore thumb-thick blood streaks, woven like a spider’s web, horrifying to behold.
"With one punch... a single punch to kill a Grandmaster of the Celestial Realm..."
Everyone present was shaken to their core, their facial muscles twitching and contracting.
"Berite Tienaqi’s physically trained body was nearly impervious to blades and bullets, able to withstand modern super weapons. A single punch killed him! Hiss! This is a miracle, almost an act of an Immortal God!"
Sounds of gasping were continuous, chills shooting up from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
"Impossible! How could a Heavenly Rule mid-stage like Young Master Zhao kill a physically trained Celestial master?"
People couldn’t accept this brutal fact.
After all, it was too unbelievable.
"Perhaps we’ve all underestimated him..."
Shang Wenxing suddenly felt a strong fear, coldness radiating from his body, his expression growing ever gloomier.
"Young Master Zhao killed Berite Tienaqi, this physically trained Celestial Realm expert, with a single punch!"
In the end, everyone had no choice but to accept this fact.
And the news quickly spread across the whole Northwest.
All the families in the Northwest knew...
The title of Young Master Zhao beca a complete taboo in the Northwest.
"He he he he..."
After stamring for a long ti, ng Xinghe still hadn’t spoken a word.
Wang Jingkun’s eyes gradually grew dazed, his gaze at Ye Chenfeng filled with shock and fear.
Though nearly the sa age, the difference in power was like heaven and earth.
This stark contrast was enough to crush a person’s dignity.
How ridiculous that the two of them had been provoking Ye Chenfeng earlier, considering him a novice martial artist, only to find he was a terrifying existence, a legend at the Semi-Immortal Level.
"How could a Celestial Realm expert’s dominance be offended by soone like Berite Tienaqi?"
Bing Xuanqing’s eyes shone brightly, thinking silently.
"Greetings, Young Master Zhao!"
Shang Wenxing promptly ran over to salute Ye Chenfeng.
"I’ve heard you possess a Divine Artifact from a Celestial Realm expert. What is it?"
Ye Chenfeng asked directly.
To this day, he still didn’t know what it was.
"Please follow , Young Master Zhao!"
Shang Wenxing respectfully led the way in front.
Ye Chenfeng beckoned Bing Xuanqing, who imdiately followed him.
"It’s Bing Xuanqing. Since she’s here, Young Master Zhao must have arrived! Why didn’t we think of that?"
The crowd exclaid.
ng Xinghe and Wang Jingkun watched Bing Xuanqing’s departing figure.
Filled with a sense of loss.
From this day forth, they belonged to two different worlds.
They resented it!
For missing such a great opportunity!
Shang Wenxing led Ye Chenfeng to a secret chamber in Tianshui Town.
"Is it really that mysterious?"
Ye Chenfeng asked in surprise.
Thinking Shang Wenxing was making a fuss, acting so secretive.
Shang Wenxing showed a face of helplessness: "It’s not that it’s mysterious, Young Master Zhao, it’s mainly because of the item... Forget it, you’ll understand when you see it."
Very quickly, Shang Wenxing guided Ye Chenfeng and the others into a warehouse inside the secret chamber.
"This is it, Young Master Zhao!"
Shang Wenxing pointed over.
"Ah?"
Imdiately, Bing Xuanqing let out a gasp of surprise.
Covering her mouth, pointing at the machine not far away.
Ye Chenfeng squinted, looking at the giant machine towering three or four ters high and with a radius of three or four ters in front of him.
This machine was almost as large as a house, packed full to the brim.
A large truck would be needed to load it.
No wonder Shang Wenxing kept it here. It’s not that he wouldn’t take it out, but that this thing was just too enormous.
"Young Master Zhao, this is the Alchemy Furnace of that Celestial Realm expert. But it’s too large, we simply have no ans to take it out, so we invited you to take a look."
Shang Wenxing explained.
Bing Xuanqing exclaid in shock, "How to perform alchemy with this? It’s too big! And it doesn’t look like an alchemy furnace at all!"
Ye Chenfeng had been observing, remaining silent for a long ti.
This thing isn’t what everyone imagines.
His powerful intentions had already penetrated the machine, observing everything.
"It’s too big and extrely heavy, impossible to move."
Shang Wenxing’s subordinate couldn’t help but say.
"Is it big?"
Ye Chenfeng smiled.
"Isn’t it big? This can’t be moved at all!"
Bing Xuanqing said in astonishnt.
"Yes, it’s too big."
Shang Wenxing echoed.
"Hehe."
Ye Chenfeng had a smile on his face.
Then, he slowly stretched out his right hand.
"Boom!"
Imdiately, spiritual power surged out, causing a ripple in the air.
"Clang!"
And the machine resembling an alchemy furnace suddenly emitted a sound like a great bell resonating, crisp and shaking.
Bing Xuanqing and his companions barely had ti to be shocked when they saw a terrifying scene: the alchemy furnace started to float and slowly lifted off the ground.
"Ah?"
Bing Xuanqing and his companions were wide-eyed.
They have never seen such a thod?
No.
This is almost divine skill.
Ye Chenfeng is nearly godlike.
But the shock did not end; the alchemy furnace suspended mid-air began to shrink gradually.
Finally, an alchemy furnace the size of a mountain shrank to the size of a bowl.
Ye Chenfeng made a single gesture, and the alchemy furnace landed in his hand.
"Is it big?"
Ye Chenfeng asked Bing Xuanqing and Shang Wenxing, who were already dumbfounded.
"Not... not big..."
The two felt almost insane.
"Zhao... Zhao Shao..."
Shang Wenxing’s mouth trembled.
Ye Chenfeng smiled and stored the alchemy furnace away.
But this isn’t actually an alchemy furnace; it can change sizes.
More precisely, it’s a kind of storage space used as an alchemy furnace.
Ye Chenfeng had heard of storage tools, but his recent observation had surprised him.
This thing isn’t from ancient tis but a product of modern technology.
A storage machine made by modern technology, able to change size at will.
As an agent, he was familiar with various modern devices. Through telekinesis, he discovered this secret.
But the surface of the machine has countless ancient runes, what’s going on?
A combination of modern and ancient civilization?
And these runes are completely unreadable.
Ye Chenfeng was puzzled.
Apparently, even the Celestial Realm expert does not know the real purpose of this thing and treated it as a divine artifact.
Luckily, Ye Chenfeng can control this machine.
With his mind, he can manipulate the machine at will.
"No wonder they produced a pile of trash, they don’t even know how to control the size of the alchemy furnace."
Ye Chenfeng sneered disdainfully.
"By the way, where did this Celestial powerhouse obtain this thing?"
Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.
Shang Wenxing thought for a mont and said, "It seems to be from a place in the ancient Western Region, probably sowhere like Lop Nur."
"Lop Nur?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng frowned.
"Alright, I’ll take the thing away."
Ye Chenfeng kept the machine.
"Zhao Shao, since you’re taking the alchemy furnace, shouldn’t you make a promise to Master Shang?"
After leaving, one of Shang Wenxing’s followers suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Shang Wenxing’s face changed dramatically, cold sweat streaming down.
He wished he could kill this useless teammate; this was seeking death!
Ye Chenfeng slowly turned his head, looked at the person, and said, "I can give, but ask him if he dares to accept."
"Master Shang. Zhao Shao gave you a promise, quickly agree!"
The person said excitedly.
Others were about to cough up blood.
A kind of harm called a useless teammate, truly a useless teammate.
"Smack!"
What’s greeting him is a slap, sending him flying four or five ters away.
Shang Wenxing was almost driven mad.
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