Chapter 1817: Chapter 1845: An Illegal Existence
However, Ye Feng and his group remained unfazed. Even though there were only over three hundred of them, every member was exceptionally powerful. The weakest among them were Great Perfection Martial Artists, with over two hundred wielding the power of Great Perfection.
And there were over a hundred Proof of Dao experts, including Wang Qian Yuan and eleven members of the White Death Spirit Clan who had reached the pinnacle of Proof of Dao. Although Zhan Qing was only at the later stages of Proof of Dao, he was a Daoist Lord with combat power comparable to, or even stronger than typical Proof of Dao experts.
"Hmph!" Ye Feng let out a cold snort, and then the aura of the Supreme Daoist God exploded forth.
"Boom rumble~~" In an instant, the Heavenly Dao roared, ten-colored auspicious rays appeared and suddenly descended. Ye Feng’s unparalleled pressure immediately enveloped the entire Sword Palace, his presence like an external cheat.
Ye Feng’s figure became towering in everyone’s minds, suppressing them to the point where they couldn’t breathe.
With both hands, Ye Feng unleashed an earth-shattering force, the surrounding space twisted as if bowing in submission to him.
The terrifying energy made it seem as if heaven and earth were about to be annihilated, transforming into an entity akin to truth itself.
The oppressive aura directly weakened the combat strength of Proof of Dao experts by thirty to forty percent.
And Great Perfection Martial Artists were directly weakened by sixty percent, while Entering Dao experts were weakened by ninety percent!
As for those below Dao Realm, facing Ye Feng, they had absolutely no will to fight.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, the earth lightly quaked, winds and clouds surged, and the momentum of both sides collided fiercely.
"Boom~~" A deafening sound echoed all around, the aura crackled, as if two terrifying thousand-foot waves clashed heavily, generating endless electricity, like thunder serpents twisting crazily in the void.
"Crack crack crack~~" In the blink of an eye, a massive lightning net appeared in the sky, with a diameter exceeding several thousand miles.
The eyes of the Sword Palace’s master revealed a shocked expression. Their number was clearly thirty times that of Ye Feng and his group.
Just in terms of momentum, it might crush Ye Feng’s group. But Ye Feng, this Supreme Daoist God, was like an external cheat. His mere release of the Supreme Daoist God’s aura already crushed the experts below Dao Realm, extinguishing their war intent. Entering Dao experts could only exert ten percent of their combat strength, with almost no significant effect.
As for Great Perfection and Proof of Dao experts, they were also severely weakened, unable to unleash their full abilities.
Ye Feng’s group, with the momentum of just over three hundred people, was already holding their own against the more than ten thousand strong warriors of the Sword Palace.
"Crack crack crack!" The electricity crackled, the powerful momentum causing even the space to distort continuously.
The aura of both sides relentlessly clashed, and Ye Feng and his group seemed to be gaining the upper hand.
"Boom!" A huge noise finally erupted at this moment, and the Sword Palace warriors’ aura was instantly dispersed, collapsing in an instant.
"Wham wham wham~~" Endless aftermath hit the bodies of the Sword Palace warriors, causing them to stagger backward, shaky, while the Entering Dao Martial Artists below were directly hit, spitting blood.
"What!" Everyone froze, unable to accept it. They were over ten thousand strong, yet Ye Feng’s group of just over three hundred managed to overwhelm them. The battle hadn’t even begun, but fear had already crept into the hearts of the Sword Palace members!
"Damn it, Ye Feng must die today!" The Sword Palace master roared angrily, eyes blood-red, filled with intense murder intent.
There’s no alternative; the Supreme Daoist God is an unfair existence, breaking conventions. It’s one thing to have immense personal combat ability.
But to also exert such extraordinary suppression on enemies in battle is altogether different, directly pressuring the entire opponent’s strength in a group fight. To them, such an individual poses an enormous threat, hence they believed Ye Feng had to die.
Ye Feng stepped onto the void, taking a stride, the thick air currents bursting outward.
Ye Feng surveyed the numerous Sword Palace warriors: "Sword Palace warriors, all Martial Artists below Great Perfection, kneel, submit, and I will spare you; otherwise, death penalty!"
The words "death penalty" exploded like Heavenly Thunder, shaking everyone’s minds.
The people of Sword Palace panicked, each showing terror in their eyes, unable to remain calm.
The Sword Palace master looked furious: "Ye Feng, don’t be too arrogant, don’t forget this is our Sword Palace territory. I have countless ways to kill you! We hadn’t come to trouble you, and yet you’re the one taking the initiative, showing contempt for our Sword Palace. You’ll pay the price!"
With a roar, the Sword Palace master unleashed a Command Sword above him, hanging high in the void.
Immediately, the Sword Command emitted endless runes, the Sword Palace quaked, and boundless astonishing Sword Intent surged forth.
One Sword Intent after another absorbed nature’s spiritual energy within a ten thousand miles radius, frantically moving towards the Sword Palace, quickly concentrating on the Sword Intent, directly condensing into massive Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye, the Sword Palace produced nine terrifying Sword Qi’s, each over a thousand miles long.
Each Sword Qi carried destructive power, each flashing with brilliantly luminous strength, the aura as if capable of devouring space, causing the surrounding space to continuously warp, unable to withstand the terrifying aura.
Within the Sword Palace, the ground was shaking, followed by numerous giant stone pillars bursting skywards.
Then, endless stone pillars intertwined together, transforming into a massive cage, entirely trapping Ye Feng and his group within it. Zhan Qing furrowed his brow, showing fear in his eyes: "Holy Level Formation!"
The Sword Palace master showed disdain as he gazed arrogantly at Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, you’re such a fool to dare come to the Sword Palace. This is our most potent Killing Formation and Trapping Formation, the Ten Thousand Swords Prison Heaven Formation. Not to mention a group of Proof of Dao Martial Artists, even Holy Realm experts here would face certain death!"
Yet Ye Feng remained calm, sneering dismissively: "Ten Thousand Swords Prison Heaven Formation? So what?"
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