Chapter 1524 - 1525: Just Wait to Become My Slaves
Ye Mingzhu sneered coldly, "Is that even a question?"
Her expression turned serious, "According to our ancestors' rules, the Spring of Life is managed in rotation by the four divisions."
"Each division manages it for three years, and it just happened to be our Phantom Division's turn, yet they didn't give us a chance to oversee the Spring of Life at all."
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth, "Then what should we do?"
Ye Mingzhu's face was extremely grave.
"The True Martial Shadow Assassin represents the highest Martial Arts Mysterious Principles of our Night Clan. If Ye Mingkong and the others truly manage to manifest it, they will be nearly invincible, and it will spell the doom for our Phantom Division."
Ye Shengge was taken aback.
"Is the Shadow Assassin in the True Martial Realm really that powerful? Wouldn't Yang Fei be in grave danger?"
Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but sigh seeing her daughter still thinking about Yang Fei.
"You are now the Chief Mother of the Phantom Clan, you must prioritize the life and death of our clansmen. We can't possibly save that boy."
"But..."
Ye Shengge felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a cat's paw, burning painfully with every move, and her eyes became sore.
This bold and arrogant man, regardless of life or death, would leave a deep impression in Ye Shengge's heart.
Ye Mingzhu fixed her eyes on the three biological mothers of Ye Mingkong, gently pulling on Ye Shengge's sleeve.
"While they duel with Yang Fei, we should withdraw and prepare for a fight."
Ye Mingzhu hummed in agreement, yet her body remained rooted to the spot.
She knew her mother's plan was the best possible, yet she was reluctant to leave just like that.
At this moment, the three Chief Mothers of Ye Mingkong had already encircled Yang Fei in a ring.
A strong dark aura emanated from their bodies as they muttered incomprehensible curse words, and the murmuring seemed to hold some magical power.
With the prayers of the three Chief Mothers, Yang Fei vaguely sensed something.
This space seemed to have an invisible force, similar to a magnetic field, spreading silently.
The shadows of the three Chief Mothers grew longer, gradually intersecting.
As the shadows of the three merged, they formed a dark mass.
Everyone's gaze was drawn to that dark shadow, fear apparent in each person's eyes.
The dark shadow, resembling a monster, writhed and squirmed underground.
The three Chief Mothers' prayers grew more urgent.
Their Essence Qi spread to their surroundings, and the Gang Qi above their heads shot straight into the sky, their faces extremely tense.
Despite this, the three Chief Mothers remained unmoved, letting the shadows merge.
Finally, the dark shadow, as if cut from paper, slowly rose from the ground, holding a longsword in its hand.
The entire faces of the three Chief Mothers lit with wild joy upon seeing the shadowy figure.
The three of them bit their tongues simultaneously, spraying a mouthful of fresh blood onto the shadow.
The shadow inflated like a balloon, becoming as tall as an ordinary person.
The longsword in her hand hummed, emitting an incredibly fierce intent to kill!
Yang Fei couldn't help but feel shocked; the Qi-Blood from this shadow figure was even stronger than his nemesis, Chen Xingzhu.
Most terrifyingly, the overwhelming killing intent emanating from her had clearly reached the level of a True Martial Master.
The shadow swept its gaze across the surroundings before finally settling on Yang Fei, its longsword pointing sharply at him, exuding a vast, fierce murderous aura.
After summoning the Eclipse Assassin, Ye Mingkong's three Chief Mothers were visibly drained of Essence Qi, their faces pale and breaths uneven.
Ye Mingkong glared fiercely at Yang Fei, yet a sneer played on her lips.
"Mr. Yang Fei, you are indeed a powerful Martial Artist. If you can defeat the Eclipse Assassin, we are willing to serve you."
Yang Fei chuckled coldly, "Can your words represent the other two's intentions?"
The other two Chief Mothers exchanged a glance and nodded.
Yang Fei laughed heartily, "Then be prepared to become my slaves."
"It's just an assassin in the True Martial Realm, nothing impressive!"
Yang Fei's words caused an uproar among the onlookers.
A Martial Artist in the True Martial Realm is among the most powerful in this world, yet Yang Fei spoke as if it were nothing.
Many silently cursed him for being boastful.
Ye Mingkong sneered, "If you have the ability, it would be nothing for the Night Clansmen to become your slaves, please!"
The Eclipse Assassin's longsword gleamed slowly. Although her face was obscured, Yang Fei could feel her piercing murderous intent, locking onto him.
Everyone held their breath, eyes unblinking, watching Yang Fei and the Eclipse Assassin.
This was a genuine showdown between True Martial Masters—a rare spectacle that many wouldn't witness in a lifetime.
The Eclipse Assassin's face was indecipherable, or perhaps it didn't even have one, merely an Energy Body with Martial Will.
Yet Yang Fei could sense its sinister smile.
"Whoosh!"
The Eclipse Assassin's figure flickered and vanished.
In the next moment, a ribbon-like sword light, stretching three to four zhang, abruptly appeared in the sky, piercing directly at Yang Fei's heart.
The strike was like a furious thunderbolt, a celestial river pouring down, with the True Martial Qi Energy transforming into a gigantic sword edge, resembling the legendary Sword of Heavenly Punishment.
Ye Shengge's fists clenched tightly, teeth gritting so hard they creaked, her heart feeling as though it would leap out of her chest.
In the distance, Ye Liuguang shouted, "Be careful, dodge, fool!"
Yang Fei snorted, bent his waist, his joints cracking.
In that instant, he seemed to grow taller by half, appearing majestic like a Heavenly God in the eyes of the crowd.
In the next second, Yang Fei raised one hand to the sky, delivering a Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal from above.
"Bang!"
The two Great Divine Powers collided unimpededly.
A vast amount of sand and gravel shot skyward, massive rocks rolling chaotically.
The immense shockwave forced all the Night Clan experts to retreat backward.
The three Chief Mothers at the side retreated simultaneously, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, their spirits shaken, suffering severe injuries.
Ye Shengge felt a fierce wind against her face, unable to catch her breath, stars dancing before her eyes.
She widened her eyes, watching the two silhouettes amidst the swirling sand, her heart pounding.
Yang Fei felt his Qi-Blood surging, a metallic taste in his throat, terribly uncomfortable.
Though Yang Fei's Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal was only practiced to the Fourth Layer and couldn't unleash higher-level power, it remained his strongest lethal move.
Nonetheless, the Eclipse Assassin showed no signs of injury, her steps light as ever, akin to a graceful hunting American Panther.
However, the three Chief Mothers seated in the back, chanting prayers, were all seriously wounded.
Blood at the corners of their mouths, their faces deathly pale.
At this rate, if Yang Fei were to clash with the Eclipse Assassin a couple more times, the minds of these three connected to the Eclipse Assassin would shatter, leading to their demise.