Chapter 1279: Chapter 1272: Initial Establishnt of Power! Madness!
A colossal white figure streaked across the ground like lightning, its speed leaving the earth cracking inch by inch as tremors rippled through the land. This white figure was none other than the Nine Nether Ice Lion, Little Bai.
Ye Chenfeng, along with Huang Chongyi and the other two, sat atop Little Bai’s massive back, heading swiftly toward White Snow Villa. They had already helped the Third Prince eliminate both the Crown Prince and the Emperor. With the Third Prince’s capabilities and their combined deterrence, his ascension to the throne would now be effortless.
Due to Little Bai’s extre speed, a deafening wind roared past their ears, and the slicing gusts made their faces sting painfully—a testant to Little Bai’s incredible velocity.
As they pressed on, a pristine white structure ca into view—it was the White Snow Villa. Like a whirlwind, Little Bai ca to a steady halt in the villa’s grand plaza.
A few scattered disciples of White Snow Villa were training in the plaza. The sudden arrival of Ye Chenfeng and his group, especially the overwhelming Creation Realm Second Heavenly Layer Peak aura exuded by Little Bai, instantly left the disciples petrified. After all, even their Sect Master Liu Jiangtian only possessed a Divine Thought Realm cultivation.
From atop Little Bai’s back, Ye Chenfeng’s storage ring glimred as he threw the severed heads of Liu Jiangtian, Liu Wuyuan, and the others onto the plaza. He bellowed loudly, “Your Sect Master, Young Master, Great Elder, and Second Elder have all fallen by my hand. From now on, I shall take over White Snow Villa. Everyone is to gather in the plaza imdiately!”
The disciples in the plaza stared at the bloody heads of Liu Jiangtian and the rest, frozen in shock. For over two minutes, an oppressive silence lingered as realization slowly clawed its way into their minds. Then, as terror painted their faces, so even began to shiver uncontrollably, their knees buckling from fear.
“Did you not hear ? Gather everyone in the plaza now, or I will paint this White Snow Villa red with your blood!” Ye Chenfeng roared once again, his voice echoing dangerously.
This ti, the disciples scattered into motion. The path out of White Snow Villa had already been sealed by Ye Chenfeng and his group. Overwheld and with no ti to consider alternatives, the disciples could only focus on summoning everyone to the plaza as quickly as possible.
Fifteen minutes passed.
The entire population of White Snow Villa had assembled in the plaza. Excluding the already-deceased Sect Master and elders, there were a total of three hundred disciples remaining. With Liu Jiangtian and the others dead, the most powerful individuals left in White Snow Villa were now the Third Elder Li Dongchen, the Fourth Elder Qian Youwei, and the Fifth Elder Lin Boxi, possessing cultivations at Creation Realm Second Heavenly Layer Initial Stage, Creation Realm First Heavenly Layer Peak, and Creation Realm First Heavenly Layer Middle Stage, respectively.
At this mont, the three elders’ faces were ashen as they looked down at the severed heads of Liu Jiangtian and the others, then up at the towering figure of the Nine Nether Ice Lion, Little Bai. They could tell that the few individuals atop the lion’s back were not worth fearing; it was the lion’s terrifying power that caused their dread.
As for the three hundred disciples, they were already in complete disarray, their minds consud by panic.
“Now that everyone is here, let introduce myself. My na is Ye Chenfeng, hailing from the Ancient Martial World. Your Sect Master is dead by my hand. I offer you two choices—stay here and follow , or I’ll send you directly to the King of Hell,” Ye Chenfeng declared with an indifferent tone.
Yet this indifferent tone caused chills to run down the spines of the disciples. On hearing that Ye Chenfeng ca from the Lower Plane’s Ancient Martial World, many of them instinctively looked down on him in their hearts.
However, Li Dongchen, Qian Youwei, and Lin Boxi, the remaining three elders, fixed their gaze firmly on Ye Chenfeng. They were well aware of the recent incident in which Liu Wuyuan’s fortuitous opportunity had been snatched away by soone from the Ancient Martial World. Now, they were certain that the person responsible was none other than the young man before them.
The last three elders of White Snow Villa exchanged a glance. Finally, the strongest among them, the Third Elder Li Dongchen, faced Ye Chenfeng and said, “Very well. We are willing to follow you. From this mont on, you are our Sect Master.”
Yet how could Li Dongchen and the others, as Creation Realm cultivators, truly submit to Ye Chenfeng, a re Spirit Communication Realm youth? They were clearly stalling for ti, planning to flee White Snow Villa under the cover of night.
Hearing Li Dongchen’s response, Ye Chenfeng leaped easily from Little Bai’s back, with He Ping and the others trailing closely behind him. Approaching Li Dongchen, Ye Chenfeng spoke coldly, “Good. Now, place your right hand on your forehead and don’t think of doing anything foolish. If anyone here doesn’t cooperate, not a single soul will leave White Snow Villa alive today.”
At these words, Li Dongchen’s expression shifted slightly. Yet, under the oppressive threat of the Nine Nether Ice Lion, he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. Powerless, he allowed Ye Chenfeng to press his right palm firmly against his forehead.
Then, the Demon’s Heaven Manual within Ye Chenfeng’s body began to circulate. Li Dongchen instantly felt a dizzying sensation overwhelming his mind, his face turning as pale as death. After approximately twenty seconds, Ye Chenfeng moved his hand away from Li Dongchen’s forehead, now holding a droplet of pulsating crimson blood—this was Li Dongchen’s Lifebound Blood Essence.
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