Chapter 2040 - 2067: Point the Way

Chapter 2040: Chapter 2067: Point the Way

"We’re screwed!" After seeing this scene, Liang Hao’s expression turned incredibly ugly. Sure, in his eyes, Ye Feng’s strength was absolutely terrifying, a Holy Sovereign-level powerhouse. Even if Ye Feng went one-on-one against the leaders of the three major forces, he still had a chance to win. But that was under the condition of a duel with them alone, not a battle against their entire forces.

You have to know, the three major forces—whether it’s the Qingyun Association, the Ten Thousand Dragon Association, or the Saint Party—are all unbelievably powerful existences.

Their people are spread all over the Ten Thousand Treasure Land. Each force has more than ten thousand members. No matter how strong Ye Feng is, he can’t stand against sheer numbers. Going head-to-head against them is an extremely unwise move.

Right now, the Ten Thousand Dragon Association’s leader’s face was as dark as it could get, the rage in his heart already roaring into a blazing inferno.

He had already warned Ye Feng, yet Ye Feng still ignored his warning and directly slaughtered the Red-haired Saint Sect.

The Ten Thousand Dragon Association president’s eyes were filled with thick killing intent as he suddenly bellowed, "You piece of trash, you’re courting death!"

That roar shook heaven and earth. It naturally came through the transmitted image, yet everyone could still feel that overwhelming killing intent. The massive pressure made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.

The Ten Thousand Dragon Association president stared fixedly at Ye Feng, but Ye Feng’s face was still perfectly calm, not the slightest hint of fear.

"Little bastard, just you wait. No matter where you run, I’ll hunt you down to the end!" the president of the Ten Thousand Dragon Association snarled.

Ye Feng looked utterly disdainful: "Where is Wanlong City? Point me a direction..." Ye Feng stared at the Ten Thousand Dragon Association president, expression flat.

"What?" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, the Ten Thousand Dragon Association president was stunned, staring at Ye Feng in confusion.

Ye Feng said impatiently, "Where is Wanlong City, point me a direction. Didn’t you say you were going to kill me? I’ll come right now and wipe out your Ten Thousand Dragon Association!" Ye Feng spoke casually, as if he were talking about something simple and effortless.

"Arrogant!" Instantly, the people around were all shocked. Ye Feng’s strength was indeed great, but he actually dared to brag about destroying the entire Ten Thousand Dragon Association. Everyone thought Ye Feng was just spouting nonsense right now.

They didn’t believe Ye Feng had the guts to really annihilate the Ten Thousand Dragon Association. The Ten Thousand Dragon Association president burst out laughing: "What a joke! You think just because you’re a Holy Sovereign you can erase my Ten Thousand Dragon Association? Utter daydreaming!"

"Pa-la-la~~" With a crisp sound, just as the Ten Thousand Dragon Association president finished speaking, Ye Feng slashed out a streak of Sword Qi.

That Sword Qi instantly shattered the Communication Spirit Stone, and the president’s projection vanished on the spot.

Ye Feng looked thoroughly annoyed: "Where’d all this crap come from? I told you to point a direction, just point one. What are you blabbering so much for?"

Then Ye Feng turned around and looked at Liang Hao. Liang Hao’s expression was extremely ugly. Ye Feng spoke: "Take me to Wanlong City!"

"What!" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, shock flashed in everyone’s eyes; they were all extremely astonished.

Originally, they thought Ye Feng was just talking big, joking around, not being serious.

But now Ye Feng actually wanted Liang Hao to take him to Wanlong City, which made everyone feel utterly stunned.

Liang Hao frowned, looking at Ye Feng as he said, "Ye Feng, are you sure you really want to go to Wanlong City? That’s the Ten Thousand Dragon Association’s headquarters!" Ye Feng snapped impatiently, "I told you to lead the way, so hurry up. Where’s all this nonsense coming from? Aren’t you my guide?"

Liang Hao could only nod helplessly: "Fine, I can take you there, but I can only lead you to the outskirts of Wanlong City. I won’t follow you into Wanlong City itself!" Ye Feng didn’t care, curling his lip: "Whatever..."

After that, Liang Hao and Bai Yue followed Ye Feng out of the tavern. Only when Ye Feng and the others left did the Martial Artists in the tavern finally react, seeing Ye Feng and his group really heading in the direction of the Ten Thousand Dragon Association.

"They’re really going to the Ten Thousand Dragon Association?" Everyone looked at each other, finding it hard to believe Ye Feng was actually this bold.

"Let’s go! Follow and watch!" One Martial Artist after another rushed toward Wanlong City. ℯℯ𝘭.

After Ye Feng and his group left Chaos City, they quickly moved toward where the Ten Thousand Dragon Association was located.

During this time, there were Martial Artists following behind them the whole way. They wanted to see if Ye Feng really dared enter the Ten Thousand Dragon Association and battle the Ten Thousand Dragon Saint Venerable. Some Martial Artists, seeing the large crowd trailing behind Ye Feng, felt puzzled and came to the rear of the group, Asking, "Brothers, where are you all going?"

Those Martial Artists explained, "That’s Ye Feng, the one wanted by the Ten Thousand Dragon Association. He’s heading into Wanlong City right now!"

"That Ye Feng wanted by the Ten Thousand Dragon Association!" Those Martial Artists who didn’t know the situation each showed excitement.

In an instant, they pushed their speed to the limit. In the blink of an eye, five Martial Artists appeared behind Ye Feng, charging at him. Their powerful auras locked tightly onto Ye Feng.

"Puchi~~" Yet Ye Feng didn’t even spare them a glance. With a backhand, he swung his sword. In that instant, blood sprayed.

The five Martial Artists didn’t even have time to react before Ye Feng’s terrifying sword cleaved straight through their waists.

There were still a few Martial Artists who had wanted to make a move on Ye Feng, but seeing this scene, they immediately abandoned the thought.

Those five Martial Artists who had attacked Ye Feng were still dumbfounded, their lifeforce draining away. It all felt unreal—they had actually been instantly killed by Ye Feng with a single sword strike. They hadn’t even had a chance to react, hadn’t even seen how Ye Feng attacked.

The Martial Artists in the group revealed mocking smiles in their eyes: "Bunch of idiots. Ye Feng is a Holy Sovereign! He’s going there to cause trouble for the Ten Thousand Dragon Saint Venerable. You trash think you’re qualified to challenge Ye Feng?"

"A Holy Sovereign!" Everyone was shocked. They had never imagined Ye Feng would be a Holy Sovereign-level powerhouse.

To offend a Holy Sovereign-level expert for fifteen thousand World Crystals, everyone felt it wasn’t worth it. Not to mention fifteen thousand World Crystals, even a hundred and fifty thousand World Crystals wouldn’t be worth it. And even if it was, they didn’t have the ability to defeat Ye Feng anyway.

Those powerhouses, once they learned Ye Feng was going to the Ten Thousand Dragon Association, joined the group one by one, following behind Ye Feng, ready to watch the show.