"Shahun, if you want to survive, you should show some sincerity."
Shahun was shocked and immediately understood what Ye Feng meant. A smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, he stood up suddenly, and shouted sharply at the disciples: "You Why don’t you offer your soul mark as soon as possible and swear allegiance to Senior Ye! Do you really want to be buried with me?”
The disciples looked at each other, and finally, under the threat of death, they all forced out their own soul mark with mournful faces.
Ye Feng didn’t even look at it, but with a thought in his mind, the huge Zhoutian Xingdou array started to move again.
On the top of the sky, starlight poured down like a waterfall. These starlights are not killing energy, but a strange power of law, falling on the monks of the three sects.
"Ah! My cultivation! My spiritual power!"
"No! My golden elixir!"
The screams echoed through the sky. Those monks shrouded in starlight, whether they were foundation builders, golden elixirs, or even Nascent Souls, the spiritual power in their bodies was being drawn away and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally returned to the mortal state.
Abolish your cultivation!
Compared to direct killing, this is the most cruel punishment. For a monk who is used to being high in the sky and flying in the air, once he is reduced to a mortal with no power, the despair of falling from the clouds into the mire is more terrifying than death.
In just one stick of incense, more than 20,000 members of the three sects' coalition forces were all destroyed and turned into mortals with ashen faces.
Ye Feng waved his hand, and the starlight barrier blocking the mountain gate dispersed.
"Go away." He said calmly, "Go back and tell those people behind you who are ready to make a move, this is the fate."
Those deposed monks, as if they had been granted amnesty, rolled and crawled away from the mountain.
Ye Feng looked at the evil soul with a smile, pointed a finger, and a sword energy penetrated his head.
"No, you are not moral." The evil spirit screamed and died on the spot.
"It's a joke to talk to you about morality." Ye Feng sneered.
[Ding! Kill the monks in the early stage of becoming gods and get 300,000 Qiankun points! ]
After doing all this, Ye Feng turned his attention back to the dying Xuan Ying. At this moment, Xuan Ying only had endless despair in his eyes. He witnessed Ye Feng's thunderous methods and his style of acting that ignored all rules and only sought results, which made him understand that what he was facing was not a young man at all, but a being who was more like a demon than him.
"You can die." Ye Feng flicked his finger.
"Wait!" Xuan Ying shouted hoarsely, "You can't kill me! Kill us, Holy Land... Holy Land will not let you go!"
"Oh?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, "Are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat, it's a fact!" Xuan Ying's eyes burst out with a gleam of survival, "The man in black robe said that his goal is not only the devil's heart, but also to make the Tianji Sect become history. Now that I have lost, he will definitely have a backup plan! You keep me, I...I can help you identify him!"
Ye Feng smiled, a little playfully: "You mean, you still have value?"
"Yes! Yes!" Xuan Ying seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
"What a pity," the smile on Ye Feng's face instantly faded and became icy cold, "I hate others threatening me the most. As for the Holy Land...if they dare to come, I will follow."
Before he finished speaking, a starlight popped out from his fingertips and sank into Xuan Ying's eyebrows.
Xuan Ying's body stiffened suddenly, and the last light in his eyes was completely extinguished. This old demon who had been a god for hundreds of years was completely destroyed in form and spirit.
[Ding! Kill the monks in the later stage of becoming gods and get 800,000 Qiankun points! ]
Lu Yuanqing and others looked at Xuan Ying's body with mixed feelings in their hearts. It should have been a great joy for the enemy to be killed, but Ye Feng's iron-blooded methods just now and the heavy name "Holy Land" made them unable to be happy.
"Ye Feng, this matter..."
"Sect Master," Ye Feng interrupted him, "the matter is not over yet."
He turned his head and looked outside the mountain gate, his eyes seemed to penetrate thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and landed in the direction of the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Black Demon Sect.
"To cut the grass, we must remove the roots."
His voice was not loud, but everyone present felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the sky.
He actually wanted to destroy those three sects!
"No!" Elder Cangyun lost his voice, "Ye Feng, you have already made great achievements, why do you need to commit more murders! The three sects have profound foundations. Even without the main force, the mountain protection formation cannot be broken easily! It's too dangerous for you to go alone!"
"As for the mountain protection formation..." Ye Feng's smile was full of confidence, "They are still a little green when it comes to playing formations in front of me."
After saying that, he didn't give everyone a chance to persuade him. He turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky. Only one sentence was left, echoing in the sky above Tianji Sect.
"Sect Master, be ready to take over the territory and resources. I will be back for breakfast before dawn."
...
The night is dark.
The Blood Demon Sect, this notorious evil sect, was in deathly silence inside the mountain gate.
The elders and disciples who stayed behind have learned the news of the death of the sect master and most of the elite through the extinguishing of the soul lamp. The entire sect was shrouded in despair and fear.
At this moment, the Blood Demon Sect’s mountain-protecting formation, the “Ten Thousand Souls Blood Formation,” suddenly began to fluctuate violently without warning.
"Enemy attack!" The great elder who stayed behind was shocked and angry.
However, before they could organize effective resistance, they saw a young man walking directly through the light curtain of the formation and walking in, as if strolling in a courtyard.
Where he walked, the formation nodes refined by countless living souls, instead of attacking him, instead seemed to have seen the king's rats, retreating one after another, and even wailed in surrender.
"You...how did you get in!" The left-behind elder lost his voice in shock.
"Oh, this." Ye Feng casually poked at the light screen of the formation, and the indestructible formation light screen rippled like water waves. "This formation of yours has too many loopholes. Moreover, using the soul as the formation eye is simply a trick in front of me."
Before he finished speaking, a light flashed in his eyes, and the majestic power of consciousness swept out like a tsunami.
"Soul-Destroying Thorn"!
But this time, it is no longer condensed into one point, but turned into an indiscriminate soul storm covering the entire sect!
"Ah——!"
All the disciples in the Blood Demon Sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, hugged their heads at the same time and screamed in agony. Their sea of consciousness was roughly torn apart and crushed by a huge force.
After just a few breaths, the screams stopped abruptly.
There is no one left alive in the entire Blood Demon Cult.
Ye Feng walked to the Blood Demon Sect's treasure house expressionlessly, kicked open the door, and swept away all the heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and martial arts books inside.
After doing all this, with a thought in his mind, the "Jue of Returning All Things to the Origin" started to operate.
An invisible devouring force, with him as the center, enveloped the entire Blood Demon Cult. Whether it was the essence escaping from the monks who had just died or the blood and resentment that had accumulated in this land for thousands of years, they were all pulled and swallowed crazily by this force, and eventually turned into the purest energy and poured into Ye Feng's body.
Half an hour later, in the mountains where the Blood Demon Sect is located, the smell of blood that has lingered for thousands of years disappeared, replaced by a purified ethereal spirit.
Following the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect and the Black Demon Sect also followed suit. Their mountain-protecting formation was also like paper in front of Ye Feng.
Overnight, the three demon sects were cut off from their orthodoxy, the mountain gate was destroyed, and no chickens or dogs were left!
When the first ray of sunlight at dawn pierced the clouds, Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of the Tianji Sect's mountain gate on time.
The aura on his body was deeper and more majestic than when he left. After a night of killing and devouring, the energy in his body had accumulated to a terrifying critical point.
He flew directly to his cave without alerting anyone.
Sitting cross-legged, Ye Feng's mind sank into his body. The energy transformed by tens of thousands of monks and the background of the three major demon sects was like a rushing river and sea, roaring in his meridians.
"It's now!"
Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he began to run the "Zhou Tian Xing Jue" at full speed.
The Nascent Soul in his body has expanded to the extreme at this moment, and its surface is covered with star patterns, emitting bright light.
"Break it!"
Boom!
It was like a loud noise when the world first opened, exploding in his sea of consciousness and dantian at the same time!
The Nascent Soul in his body shattered into pieces at this moment. But this is not destruction, but rebirth. The broken Nascent Soul was transformed into the most original energy, which was perfectly integrated with his soul, his powerful body, and his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
A completely different aura spread from him.
That is the breath of "Dharma" and "Heaven"!
If we talk about the Nascent Soul stage, we are just "borrowing" the power of heaven and earth. Then the stage of transformation into gods is when you start to create your own "Dharma" and condense your own "Tao", which is a real leap in the level of life!
Above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and the spiritual energy gathered into a whirlpool visible to the naked eye, pouring into Ye Feng's body crazily. The entire mountain range beneath him trembled slightly, and after a long time, the strange phenomena in the world slowly dissipated.
Ye Feng opened his eyes.
His eyes are as deep as the stars. He just glanced casually, and there were faint ripples in the surrounding space.
He gently clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying power in his body that was completely different from before and able to speak freely, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"At the first level of spiritual transformation, I finally...stepped into this threshold."
He stood up, stretched out, and his bones made a series of crisp crackling sounds.