Chapter 2291 - 2292: Listed in the Register

Mad Blade and Fan Yi were dumbfounded.

Mad Blade coughed, wanting to say something, but found he had nothing to say, letting out a long sigh instead.

A decade ago, although Yang Fei's martial arts were unsurpassed, Fan Yi and Mad Blade could still exchange blows with him.

Although Mad Blade always ended up defeated, he could at least barely engage with Yang Fei.

However, ten years later, Mad Blade realized he no longer even had the qualification to spar with Yang Fei.

The instructor from those days has soared like a Kunpeng into the heavens.

Even the fearless Mad Blade dared not jest with him carelessly anymore.

Yang Fei coldly gazed at Dao Hezi and over twenty Kunlun Disciples, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Dao Hezi, leading more than twenty Kunlun Disciples, knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe heavily.

In their hearts, every one of them prayed for divine protection.

Prayed that this Demon God-like Master Yang would show mercy, granting them a path to survival.

Several thoughts crossed Yang Fei's mind, and he finally let out a long sigh, speaking coldly.

"Very well, heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. Since you haven't tainted the blood of my Yinxue Tower disciples, I'll spare you, but you must sign the Book of Life and Death."

Having said this, Yang Fei took out a small black booklet, only two or three pages, glowing with a pearly light.

The booklet flew above Dao Hezi and the more than twenty Kunlun Mountain disciples, hovering continuously.

Yang Fei coldly commanded: "If you want to live, unleash your Divine Thought."

Dao Hezi and the over twenty Kunlun Mountain Disciples knew nothing good would come of this.

But seeing the bloodthirsty Yang Fei, none dared defy his orders, and they all released their Divine Thought.

A divine light rose from Dao Hezi's Niwan Palace, entering the black booklet.

The other more than twenty Kunlun Mountain Disciples' Niwan Palaces also released a bit of Divine Thought, which was collected by the black booklet.

Yang Fei gestured, and the black booklet flew into his hand.

He said indifferently: "This matter ends here, you may leave."

Dao Hezi, having his Divine Thought captured by the Book of Life and Death, was left in apprehension.

He couldn't believe Yang Fei would let them go so easily and didn't dare to leave.

The others also stared wide-eyed at Yang Fei, not daring to speak or leave.

Summoning his courage, Dao Hezi asked Yang Fei a question.

"May I ask, Master Yang, what is the origin of this magical treasure?"

Yang Fei snorted and raised the Book of Life and Death in his hand.

"Do you recognize the Book of Life and Death? You are already on it!"

With these words, Dao Hezi and his group were so frightened their hearts nearly jumped out.

"Master Yang, is this truly the Book of Life and Death?"

Yang Fei snorted, not answering Dao Hezi's question, casually pointing at the Book of Life and Death.

Suddenly, among the Kunlun Disciples, one began to scream miserably.

His body was suddenly engulfed in black flames.

Curiously, the black flames did not damage the Kunlun Disciple's clothes.

Nor was there any sign of burning on his body.

Yet, that disciple seemed to be suffering interminable torment in hell.

He wailed and thrashed, pounding his head on the ground, struggling desperately.

"Master Yang, I beg you to spare me, I'll be your servant… just kill me instead!"

Seeing the disciple's miserable state, Dao Hezi and the others felt as if plunged into an ice cave, bone-chillingly cold.

Yang Fei watched their pale faces, withdrew the Hell Karma Fire, and sneered, speaking languidly.

"Disobedience and malice will ensure I make you neither live nor die with a single thought."

The Hell Karma Fire suddenly disappeared from that disciple, as though it had never been there.

That disciple, having narrowly escaped death, knelt on the ground and wept with joy.

Yang Fei, uninterested in them anymore, flicked his sleeves and turned away: "Get lost."

Dao Hezi opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to kneel and beg Yang Fei for mercy.

He realized that now that they were on the Book of Life and Death, their lives were no longer their own.

If they ever offended Yinxue Tower or the Dragon Group, even dying swiftly would be a luxury.

But seeing Yang Fei's iron-like expression, Dao Hezi was ultimately resigned.

Shaking his head, he led the more than twenty Kunlun Mountain Disciples slowly out of Yinxue Tower's gates, all looking lost and crestfallen.

Countless onlookers, both loose cultivators and ordinary people, watched the Kunlun Mountain cultivators walk out, looking utterly despondent, utterly amazed.

The ordinary people saw this and couldn't help but feel proud of Yinxue Tower.

"See that, my Yinxue Tower was and still is the best in the world."

"Pfft, this bunch of so-called cow-nose priests must have suffered greatly. Thinking they could run wild in Yinxue Tower? They're just laughably inadequate!"

"Long live the mighty Yinxue Tower!"

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The loose cultivators who knew the inside story had their countenances change, exceedingly frightened.

"But this is the Kunlun Mountain, the number one Great Immortal Sect in the cultivation world. How did they end up like this?"

"Not good, only one of the Four Great True Persons came out. Could Daoxuanzi have been killed as well?"

"The foundation of Yinxue Tower is truly unfathomable. It seems we have been blind, underestimating Yinxue Tower."

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Hearing the loose cultivators' discussions, Dao Hezi lowered his head even further.

The other Kunlun Sect disciples also no longer held their previous arrogant and haughty looks, resembling a pack of beaten dogs.

Suddenly, a Kunlun disciple charged headfirst into the towering gate of Yinxue Tower.

"I refuse to accept it, I don't want to be controlled by anyone!"

Bang!

With all his strength, he crashed his head against the white jade gate tower, his head smashing open, blood covered his face, and he collapsed on the ground.

The crowd erupted in cries of shock, descending into chaos.

From afar, Yang Fei watched this scene, taking out the Book of Life and Death.

One of the Divine Thoughts on the Book of Life and Death flickered briefly, then settled down again.

A few minutes later, the cultivator climbed up from the ground, shook his head, seemingly unharmed.

He touched his head, finding the injury already beginning to scab and heal.

Inside himself, life thrived, showing no signs of impending death.

Yang Fei stood at a distance, sneering coldly.

You're already on the Book of Life and Death; dying won't be that easy. Even if your body dies, your Yin Soul is still trapped on the Book of Life and Death.

With that, he lazily turned away, gradually walking into the distance.

"If I want you to die, no one can save you. If I want you to live, no one can kill you."

Dao Hezi and the others stood there, dumbfounded.

This damned Book of Life and Death ensures that once you're listed, even life and death aren't yours to control.

Yang Fei returned to Yinxue Tower to tend to the injured Yinxue Tower cultivators.

In this battle, Xuantianzi died, while the others, though severely wounded, were not in grave danger.

As for Liu Chan, he merely exhausted his Spiritual Origin Qi, which could be replenished by a single Gathering Yuan Pill.

This battle rapidly spread throughout the cultivation world, cementing Yinxue Tower's reputation as the foremost sect.

Meanwhile, An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, and others, driven by shame to greater effort.

Each realized their own shortcomings, improving courageously, training diligently.

Three days later, Dao Hezi led the Kunlun Mountain elite disciples, arriving at the rear mountains of Kunlun at Qiu Long Tan.

The legendary first master of Kunlun Mountain, Qian Kunzi, was said to be cultivating at the bottom of Qiu Long Tan.