Chapter 2348 - 2349: Kill Your Goddamn Grandpa

"Ah!"

The Caucasian let out a scream, staring at Yang Fei in disbelief.

"I am a god, and you can actually slay a god..."

"Slay your grandpa, now tell me, where is your base?"

Yang Fei withdrew his fist, the blood on it still fresh and red.

Though this genetically powered individual possessed formidable abilities, his body was no different from that of an ordinary person.

To Yang Fei, killing such people was as easy and effortless as chopping vegetables.

The Caucasian's chest had been pierced through, utterly devoid of life.

Knowing his death was imminent, he let out a bitter laugh.

"I won't tell you, one day, the Superpower Alliance will..."

At this, Yang Fei unceremoniously struck a palm on the top of his head at his Niwan Palace and then casually grasped.

From within the Caucasian's head, as Yang Fei's hand moved, a stream of green mist rose up, with several points of light flickering inside.

The green mist quickly coalesced into a phantom shadow, identical in appearance to the Caucasian.

This green shadow was the Caucasian's divine thought and soul.

Even if he refused to tell Yang Fei, after refining, Yang Fei could still obtain all his information.

Yang Fei let out a cold laugh, staring indifferently at the ethereal green shadow.

"You still have time to speak, otherwise, I'll shatter your soul."

The green shadow looked at Yang Fei, panic written all over its face, and suddenly turned to flee.

Yang Fei coldly laughed: "You refuse to toast yet want to drink the forfeit."

Casually clamping down, it seemed as if his palm held immense magnetic force, drawing the green shadow into his grasp.

The Phoenix Mysterious Fire erupted, instantly engulfing the green shadow in flames.

After a few breaths, Yang Fei already knew the information stored in the Caucasian's mind and let out a cold laugh.

"It's the Chinese Intelligence Bureau's doing again. Seems like these Americans will never settle down."

This Caucasian was a genetic supernatural being from a secret experiment base of the Chinese Intelligence Bureau.

According to his divine sense, there were already more than a hundred genetically powered individuals in that secret experiment base.

Yang Fei felt a chill in his heart, wondering how Mi Xuan's genetic experiment was progressing?

Yang Fei, along with the masters of the Yinxue Tower, ultimately needed to head to the True Central Kunlun Divine Realm.

And the future war in Earth space might rely on Mi Xuan's genetically powered individuals and the Dragon Group cultivators.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei let out a helpless sigh.

No matter how magnificent his divine skills were, he couldn't change human greed and political deceit.

Shaking his head, Yang Fei soared into the air, crashing through a window of the Xinhua Bookstore, flying off into the distance.

...

Over ten minutes later, Yang Fei returned to the entrance of the Yinxue Tower.

Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and others were waiting for him there.

Yang Fei threw down some bizarre magic artifacts he held, speaking plainly.

"One Golden Core Cultivator, thirteen Foundation Building Period cultivators, eighteen Qi Cultivation Stage cultivators, eight supernatural individuals, all killed on the spot."

Xue Mingtai and the others looked at the blood-stained magic artifacts, a chill rising in each person's heart, their faces turning pale.

In less than ten minutes, Yang Fei had killed so many cultivators with formidable divine skills.

Such outstanding achievements truly shook the world.

A counter-kill in Martial God City sent the entire global cultivation world into an uproar.

This assassination announced the triumphant return of the invincible Yang Fei, once again solidifying his reputation as the world's top powerhouse.

Ten years ago, Huaxia was the graveyard for all mercenaries and spies, and ten years later, Huaxia was a forbidden zone for all powerful cultivators and supernaturals.

All of this, only because of Yang Fei's presence!

Yang Fei's battle made all the underworld's leaders give up on this tempting piece of meat that was Huaxia.

This place would be the graveyard for any powerful being; anyone daring to challenge the mighty Huaxia would face Yang Fei's wrath.

At midnight, Yang Fei lit a sandalwood burner in the quiet room of the Yinxue Tower, calmly cultivating.

After the battle on Sang Island, he refined the divine thoughts of the Eight Great Guardian Spirits, with divine thoughts surging like waves in his Divine Sea.

Now, Yang Fei needed to continue refining the divine thought of the Yi He Grand Priest, further strengthening his cultivation.

In his hand was the bone flute left by the Yi He Grand Priest.

This Nether Dragon Bone, used to summon ordinary Ghost Clan, was sheer waste.

Yang Fei planned to refine it further, enhance the magic power of the Nether Dragon Bone, and directly summon the Nine Nether Ghost Commander from the Ksitigarbha Realm.

Each Ghost Commander was a massive being comparable to a Spirit Transformation period Cultivator.

If he could command the Nine Nether Ghost Commanders, this Nether Dragon Bone could become the Yinxue Tower's protective treasure.

Yang Fei had learned from this lesson.

Before Xue Mingtai and the others fully grew up, Yang Fei needed a powerful protective magical treasure to safeguard the Yinxue Tower.

Next time something similar happened, Xue Mingtai and the others could play the bone flute to summon the Nine Nether Ghost Commander to help guard the Yinxue Tower.

In less than three hours, Yang Fei refined the divine thought of the Yi He Grand Priest, absorbing it into his Divine Sea.

A golden beam flashed atop his head, shooting straight into the sky.

Within the beam, the image of his Nascent Soul appeared more condensed, seemingly larger.

Once the Nascent Soul fully matured, forming the Body of Divine Transformation, it could then face the Heavenly Tribulation, forging the true Body of the Sun God.

At that time, Yang Fei would leave Earth space to report to the Academy of Ten Thousand Gods.

Yang Fei took out the magic flute of the Yi He Grand Priest, spewing Phoenix Mysterious Fire, beginning to refine.

Just then, a soft laugh echoed in the quiet room, filled with seductive charm.

Yang Fei furrowed his brows, fingers swiftly moving, embedding several True Martial Arts Decrees into the magic flute.

The Phoenix Mysterious Fire he spewed became even more intense.

Chen Xingzhu's figure appeared in the void.

She wore fiery red leather clothing; her long hair slightly curly and dyed red, like burning flames.

This Chen Xingzhu resembled a flickering flame.

Her devil-like figure would ignite a fire in any man's Dantian upon sight.

Seizing this opportunity, Yang Fei had finished refining the magic flute, adding over ten True Martial Arts Decrees, enhancing its quality.

He slowly withdrew the Phoenix Mysterious Fire as the magic flute fell from the air.

A flash of unusual light appeared in Chen Xingzhu's eyes, but she ultimately didn't dare to snatch it.

Yang Fei maintained a stoic expression, suppressing his murderous intent.

"Chen Xingzhu, why are you here again? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Chen Xingzhu giggled softly, sticking out her lively tongue to lick her lower lip.

"I know, you can't bear to kill me..."

Yang Fei snorted coldly, a vertical eye suddenly opening between his brows, a stream of golden light flickering unpredictably.

Chen Xingzhu feigned a saddened expression, rolling her eyes at Yang Fei.

"If you don't want to know the whereabouts of the other Crystal Skulls, feel free to act, you heartless man."

At her words, Yang Fei was taken aback.

"You actually know the whereabouts of the Crystal Skulls?"

Chen Xingzhu smiled again, her face like honey, both seductively bold and dangerously enchanting.

"Such a profit-driven man, but I like men like you."

After she finished speaking, she took out a travel bag from her side, placing it on Yang Fei's table.

"Here, the things you wanted are all here."