At first, Zhang Feng and Chen Tang struggled a bit!
But in the end, they didn’t even have the courage to struggle.
This Ye Fan was simply outrageously strong.
Who knew where he had gotten these Formations from—their power was terrifying, and they specifically countered their martial arts techniques.
“You want to kill us?” Chen Tang’s eyes burned as he stared at Ye Fan, “Do you even dare to kill us? Do you know who my father is? My father is the Sage Master of the Nether of the Four Great Holy Lands. If you kill me, do you think the Nether Holy Land will let you go?”
Ye Fan smiled faintly, “The way you put it, it sounds as if the Nether Holy Land would spare me if I didn’t lay a hand on you! If I wasn’t strong enough today, wouldn’t you have already killed me a thousand times over?”
The Ye Family had reached a point where they were targeted by too many, with countless wishing for their downfall.
Ye Fan’s existence was the spiritual support that allowed the Ye Banner to continue. Those adversaries of the Ye family wanted Ye Fan dead… and in Great Xia, there were other families and powers waiting for Ye Fan’s fall too.
Whoosh!
With a wave of his hand, Ye Fan unleashed a powerful aura of antiquity, activating all the Formations arranged in the Qin Family Courtyard.
The might of the ancient breath enveloped the entire courtyard, and with each pulsation of golden light, it reaped the lives of those in the Qin Family Courtyard.
Listening to the screams around them, both Zhang Feng and Chen Tang’s eyes revealed a touch of desperate terror.
Damn!
What kind of eerie Formation was this, capable of directly turning people into powder, scattering them with the wind?
“Young Master Chen, be careful! I feel like my body has been invaded, as if a powerful force is about to tear me apart… There’s spiritual power entering my body… Ahhh…”
Zhang Feng seemed to be the weaker one. After all the Evil-Purging Formations were activated, he lasted less than five minutes before he began rolling in the Formation, clutching his head and screaming.
Chen Tang also started using the secret martial arts technique taught by the Nether, trying to resist the power of Ye Fan’s Formation.
But Ye Fan’s Formation was simply too powerful: within just a few seconds, Chen Tang and Zhang Feng lost all capability to resist.
Countless powerful streams of golden light began tumultuously brushing their bodies, like a comb sifting through their evil aura.
Unlike the other core disciples of the Qin family, Zhang Feng and Chen Tang’s bodies were not destroyed outright by the Evil-Purging Formation; their bodies were, in fact, intact.
However, it seemed as though they were undergoing “purification” on a mental level.
Ye Fan watched with some curiosity as the mysterious patterns within the Formation surged.
Ye Fan had merely arranged these Formations according to the seals mentioned in the transmission of the Fragment; he actually wasn’t very clear about all of the Formation’s functions or how powerful they were.
But now, at least, Ye Fan had discovered two major functions of the Evil-Purging Formation.
On one hand, it could directly annihilate beings, grinding them into nothingness.
On the other hand, it was capable of “purification,” cleaning all evil from the target’s body.
Ye Fan felt a strange connection with those Formations and could vividly sense the evil elements in Zhang Feng and Chen Tang’s bodies. In a moment, they seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed by the Evil-Purging Formation.
After the Formation completed its cycle, only Ye Fan and Wang Yao were left sitting at the main seat in the great hall of the Qin Family Courtyard.
And Chen Tang and Zhang Feng lay on the floor of the hall!
At this point, Zhang Feng and Chen Tang had stopped struggling, but their facial expressions were somewhat peculiar.
Zhang Feng looked utterly foolish, as if his thoughts had been purified into emptiness.
Chen Tang’s gaze was somewhat perplexed. After a glance at Ye Fan, he suddenly knelt down and said, “Father above, please accept your child’s bow!”
Huh?
Ye Fan was stunned by Chen Tang’s words.
What’s going on here?
The purification effects of the Evil-Purging Formation had actually purified Chen Tang to the point of stupidity? Recognizing himself as his father?
“Son?” Ye Fan tentatively called out as he released his powerful perception at the Martial Emperor level, feeling Chen Tang’s emotional fluctuations.
The Nether Young Master was definitely no fool; could this guy be feigning ignorance, trying to escape in front of him?
“Ah! Rest assured, father, I, Chen Tang, will definitely listen to father’s words. Anyone who opposes father, your child will do his utmost to slaughter… Zhang Feng, that bastard, just wanted to kill father, I’ll slaughter him right now…”
Ye Fan carefully felt Chen Tang’s emotions, probing deep into his soul with his powerful perception; he even utilized the Seven Stars Soul Extinguishing Hand.
In the end, Ye Fan confirmed one thing, that Chen Tang’s mind had truly been purified, all the bad and evil thoughts in his head were gone!
How miraculous?
If that was the case, having such a strong son wasn’t a bad thing at all for Ye Fan to consider taking under his wing.
The Nether Holy Land of the Four Great Holy Lands, that was a terrifying force in the Martial World.
Planting a nail inside the Nether, to exert influence at a critical moment, could have unexpected results.
“Wait a minute! Let me record a video!” Ye Fan grinned wickedly. The Nether Young Master executing Zhang Feng, Elder Zhang’s only grandson—a spectacle like this needed to be shared with Elder Zhang.
At this moment, Zhang Feng, having suffered severe physical damage and appearing to be more forcefully purified than Chen Tang, was grinning stupidly like Big Fool, even chuckling foolishly when he heard Chen Tang say he wanted to kill him.
Splat! Splat!
With Ye Fan’s permission, Chen Tang didn’t hesitate at all. Dragging his battle saber, he ruthlessly stabbed towards Zhang Feng.
It took no more than a moment to turn Zhang Feng into an unrecognizable shape, dead beyond the possibility of death.
Ye Fan grinned wickedly, processed the video on his phone, then picked up Zhang Feng’s phone, found Elder Zhang’s number, and sent the video out.
“Father, do you think I did well?” Chen Tang was ingratiating as he spoke to Ye Fan, almost wagging his tail, “From now on, I’m like a dog by father’s side. If father commands me to bite, I won’t hesitate!”
“Well done! But for now, I don’t need you to stay by my side. After dealing with the Qin Family, head back to the Nether! Go find out who in the Nether Holy Land wants to kill me and make sure they’re all dead!”
Ye Fan sneered coldly. The one who probably wanted to kill him the most in the Nether Holy Land was likely the Sage Master of the Nether Holy Land himself!
What a delightful scene it would be if Chen Tang turned against his own father?
Hmph!
You’ve always wanted to kill me, now it’s time for your retribution!
I am Ye Fan, the Qilin Child of the Ye Family, and I have risen.
…
In the Northwest, Elder Zhang sat in the intelligence room. From the moment his grandson Zhang Feng landed in the Flower Capital, Elder Zhang’s right eyelid had been twitching non-stop.
“How is it? Has there been any news from the Flower Capital? That little beast Ye Fan has also gone to the Flower Capital. I don’t know if Xiao Feng has met him yet… I always feel that beast is somewhat off… I must remind Xiao Feng to be careful…”
Elder Zhang was still mumbling to himself when his assistant, seeing a video sent to his phone, felt a sudden shiver in his heart, then spoke up with a look of panic, “Elder, I fear… we don’t need to remind him anymore…”
