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Chapter 1747 - 1775: Who Says I’m the Dao Venerate? [2 Updates]
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Chapter 1747: Chapter 1775: Who Says I’m the Dao Venerate? [2 Updates]

"Huff, huff, huff~~" Just as Han Yi relaxed, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort.

In the blink of an eye, a massive space vortex appeared in front of Ye Feng and his companions, swirling.

Suddenly, two figures appeared before them, none other than Feng Hao and Jin Wanquan.

At this moment, Feng Hao and Jin Wanquan were extremely disheveled, their hair messy, clothes tattered, and bodies covered in blood.

Their eyes were filled with intense killing intent, their expressions extremely ferocious.

Han Yi looked at the two in surprise, "Still alive?" Yet Ye Feng remained calm, unsurprised, as he had already noticed the space vortex, realizing it was manufactured by a Space Teleportation Talisman.

Ye Feng remarked lightly, "I really underestimated you, having a Space Teleportation Talisman..."

Their eyes showed madness, "Ye Feng! You vile man, we want you dead!"

Their furious roars echoed in the void, nearly screaming, their eyes bloodshot, and simultaneously pushing their auras to the extreme, powerful Daoist Lord auras engulfing them.

Terrifying energy waves, like ocean waves, crashed onto Ye Feng and his companions.

Eight-colored rays lit up the surroundings as Jin Wanquan and Feng Hao’s rage toward Ye Feng reached an indescribable level. Even tearing him limb from limb would not ease their fury.

Ye Feng not only tricked them out of their Formation-breaking Pearl, leaving them with no gains, he also lured them into the presence of the Ancient Slaughter Flame Dragon, causing their followers to perish and nearly themselves as well.

The terrifying killing intent, like countless sharp blades, constantly clashed against Ye Feng and Han Yi.

Han Yi felt sharp pains emanating from her body, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Yet Ye Feng remained expressionless, unconcerned, confronting the duo, he shook his head, "Submit to me, tell me what I want to know, and I won’t kill you today..."

Originally furious, Jin Wanquan and Feng Hao were stunned upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, looking at him in shock.

They wondered if they heard wrong, as if Ye Feng was joking, finding it absurd.

"Ye Feng, what did you say? We didn’t hear you clearly!" Feng Hao looked at Ye Feng in shock.

Ye Feng replied calmly, "Submit to me—I can spare your lives. This is the last chance I’ll give you..."

"Ridiculous!" Instantly, Feng Hao was enraged, "Ye Feng, you bastard tricked us, and want us to submit? Spare us? Let me tell you, today, you will die! Jin Wanquan and I will tear you limb from limb today!"

However, Ye Feng remained disdainful, "You two are not my match. If you were at peak strength, you could fight me somewhat, but in your current state, you’re not worthy."

Ye Feng spoke the truth. At their peak, Feng Hao could indeed have been Ye Feng’s opponent.

But now both were severely injured, their strength less than fifty percent of their peak, unable to rival Ye Feng.

Yet Jin Wanquan, Feng Hao, and Han Yi felt shocked, wondering where Ye Feng’s confidence came from.

"Nonsense!" Jin Wanquan shouted angrily, "Ye Feng, don’t think being a Dao Venerate makes you invincible! Your cultivation is only Great Perfection Entering Dao. If you reached early Asking, I’d believe it, but now, you’re unworthy!"

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, "Why do fools like you always seek death?"

"You motherfucker!" Jin Wanquan’s anger reached its peak, bursting into profanity.

"Whoosh!" Instantly, Jin Wanquan maximized his speed, becoming a light beam—his speed, terrifyingly extreme, within the blink of an eye, reached Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng’s gaze suddenly turned icy; within the fraction of a breath, he and Jin Wanquan locked eyes.

Jin Wanquan trembled involuntarily, a wave of inexplicable fear surged, as if his soul was quaking.

Ye Feng’s eyes, like a soul-absorbing cold black hole, seemed to drag Jin Wanquan’s soul into them, to grind it to pieces. At that moment, Ye Feng drew his sword, unleashing the terrifying Destruction Dao Principle and Slaughter Heaven Skills.

"Whoosh!" A sword slashed toward heaven, splitting the void, annihilating all; in an instant, the black sword light flashed across the sky.

Like a black crescent, soaring, dividing space, Jin Wanquan was shocked; he felt Ye Feng’s sword, its power far beyond imagination, utterly unavoidable.

If at full strength, he could evade, but now, severely injured, escape was impossible.

"Pfft~~" A muffled sound, blood splattered as Ye Feng’s domineering destruction aura stunned Feng Hao.

Feng Hao and Han Yi stared dazedly at Ye Feng as Jin Wanquan looked dumbfounded, his body cut in half by Ye Feng’s sword, instantly bifurcated, destructive power surging within.

The Destruction Dao Principle rapidly eroded his life force; within two breaths, Jin Wanquan reached his end.

"How can it be!" Jin Wanquan looked at Ye Feng in shock, eyes wide, utterly unable to accept.

"Boom!" With those words, his body cleaved in twain, fell lifeless to the ground, utterly dead.

"How did it come to this!" Just then, Feng Hao couldn’t help but scream; he knew that sword, Jin Wanquan couldn’t withstand it, nor could he unless at full strength, ensuring not be slain by a single sword. Feng Hao looked at Ye Feng in terror, "You’re only Great Perfection Entering Dao, even as a Dao Venerate, impossible!"

Yet Ye Feng remained calm, sword pointing at Feng Hao, aura locked on him, "Who said I am a Dao Venerate!"

"Who said I am a Dao Venerate!" These six words echoed around like thunder, deeply etched into Feng Hao and Han Yi’s ears.

"What does this mean?" Han Yi and Feng Hao were dumbfounded...

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