"Death?" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s arrogant words, Pope Karloff found them utterly laughable.
"Just you?" Karloff sneered, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke of the century.
Although Ye Feng’s performance earlier indeed took him by surprise, even he hadn’t seen clearly how Ye Feng had made his move. But in Karloff’s eyes, Ye Feng was still just a junior, one whose days of cultivation were far behind his own.
He didn’t believe Ye Feng had the power to defeat him, let alone kill him.
Ye Feng said calmly, "Yes, just . My patience is limited. Kneel, admit your mistakes, and don’t make say it a third ti..." Ye Feng’s tone was incredibly relaxed, as if he were talking about sothing very ordinary.
Karloff imdiately furrowed his brows, then looked towards the Old War God: "Duan Lingfeng, what’s going on? Weren’t you going to let leave? What’s with this kid, why is he blocking ?"
The Old War God said indifferently, "Yes, I did say you could leave, but whether Ye Feng lets you go or not is not up to !"
After hearing the Old War God’s words, Karloff was very angry. He imdiately gathered his strength, soared into the air, intending to leave the Central Combat Zone. But as soon as he took off, not moving far, Ye Feng appeared in front of him.
Pope Karloff glared at Ye Feng, his eyes emitting a dark red blood light, as if he would tear Ye Feng apart. Karloff held back, realizing that if it ca to a big fight, with Ye Feng and the Old War God united, he had no certainty of victory. So Karloff chose patience, deliberately bypassing Ye Feng to leave the Central Combat Zone.
However, just as Karloff moved past Ye Feng, Ye Feng blurred into a flicker, leaving only an afterimage, and appeared in front of Karloff again, blocking his way. Karloff was stunned and felt incredibly frustrated.
"Move!" Karloff’s tone beca icy, and his expression was as dark as a stormcloud, impossibly grim. The deep voice clearly reverberated through the world, sending ripples through space.
Yet Ye Feng said nothing, looking at Karloff calmly, with no intention of stepping aside.
The mont the words landed, Karloff once again attempted to bypass Ye Feng, aiming to leave the Central Combat Zone. But Ye Feng still refused to give Karloff an opportunity to escape, directly blocking his path.
Karloff was completely enraged, turning to the Old War God: "Duan Lingfeng, I want to leave, yet this kid is stopping . Why can’t you control your own people? What do you an by this?"
The Old War God said calmly, "I told you, I can let you leave, but whether Ye Feng does is not up to . And rember, he’s not under my command, we’re on the sa level. You need to be clear about that."
"Bastard!" Karloff cursed in fury, then glared at Ye Feng: "This is your final warning, move!"
The terrifying roar was like an invisible sonic bomb, accompanied by the terrifying might of a Divine Realm expert, directly producing a celestial anomaly, with space beginning to warp. The sound waves swept forth, instantly engulfing Ye Feng.
Ye Feng’s clothes billowed wildly under the violent sound wave, yet in the midst of that intense wave, Ye Feng remained utterly calm, still and unmoved, seemingly untouched by it.
Ye Feng still stood in front of Karloff, motionless, with absolutely no intention of stepping aside.
Seeing this, Karloff was furious, his gaze revealing intense killing intent, cold and fierce.
"You seek death!" Karloff roared in anger, raising his staff, sweeping it toward Ye Feng’s head. Imdiately, endless light flashed, with the staff wrapped in milky white light, exuding the power to shatter and twist space. A terrifying blow, directly tearing through the space barrier, crashed heavily toward Ye Feng.
"Boom!" An earth-shattering sound echoed in the void. Ye Feng raised his right hand, blocking in front of Pope Karloff, and the staff heavily struck Ye Feng’s arm.
For a mont, powerful aftershocks surged in all directions, yet Ye Feng was completely unscathed.
Pope Karloff’s staff hit Ye Feng’s arm, yet Ye Feng easily deflected the blow.
"What!" Seeing this, Karloff shouted in shock.
To know, in the earlier strike, he had used eighty percent of his power, yet Ye Feng had caught it barehanded.
This left Karloff feeling deeply shocked, understanding that even a similarly powerful expert would be impossible to withstand eighty percent of his power barehanded without any harm.
Ye Feng’s might was completely beyond Karloff’s imagination, leaving him greatly amazed.
"Bastard!" Karloff felt as if Ye Feng’s calm eyes were looking down on him, fueling his fury. With a shout, he gathered his power again into his staff.
In an instant, the heavens and earth surged endlessly with Spiritual Energy, flowing and converging onto Karloff’s staff.
The staff shone brilliantly, expanding and transforming, becoming more blinding, and in a short ti, turned into a hundred-ter-long Light Giant Sword, appearing in Karloff’s grip.
The Light Giant Sword emitted an incredibly sharp aura, radiating a sacred, solemn light.
Karloff’s gaze was filled with intense killing intent, loudly threatening: "Scum, one final warning, move!"
However, Ye Feng remained calm, looking at Karloff without a trace of fear, as if he didn’t regard Karloff at all.
Seeing Ye Feng’s relaxed, disdainful deanor inflad Karloff, filling him with rage to the core.
"You seek death!" Karloff roared. Instantly, Pope Karloff raised his staff and pointed at Ye Feng.
"Swish!" The hundred-ter-long Light Giant Sword hacked heavily toward Ye Feng’s head, accompanied by piercing sounds that echoed, unbearably sharp...
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