Chapter 1529 - 1530: Worlds Apart
Yang Fei snorted, pulling Ye Shengge along with him in big strides outwards.
"Don't be afraid, I want to see what that damned Divine Envoy can do to me."
Ye Shengge saw his demeanor and felt a little more at ease.
She knew being afraid was useless, so she gritted her teeth and followed in Yang Fei's footsteps as they walked forward along the passage.
At this moment, people from the four great clans of the Night Clan were already in chaos.
Everyone was in a panic, rushing forward in a flurry.
Even the Four Great Matriarchs, usually mindful of their dignity, were the same, as if disaster was imminent.
From afar, Ye Shengge saw Luminous Pearl and waved her hand, shouting, "Mom..."
Luminous Pearl turned and saw her, her expression even more panic-stricken.
She pushed her way into the crowd desperately, as if avoiding a plague, not daring to look back at Ye Shengge.
Ye Shengge was stunned, staring blankly at Luminous Pearl's fleeing figure.
Yang Fei walked to her side, holding her shoulder, and sighed.
"Don't be sad, everyone probably thinks you and I bring disaster, and your mother is afraid of being implicated and doesn't dare to speak to you."
Ye Shengge turned around, her eyes slightly red, a glistening tear about to fall.
"But, she is my mother."
Yang Fei shook his head, somewhat disdainful of Luminous Pearl's actions, and said lightly.
"Between survival and destruction, even a fool knows how to choose. Let's go, I'll accompany you to meet the Divine Envoy."
On the path, many Night Clansmen scattered like frightful birds upon seeing Yang Fei and Ye Shengge, as if avoiding calamity.
The two reached the altar of the Night Clan, and the crowd densely packed around the altar dispersed upon seeing them.
Like startled fish, they rushed away, leaving a large open space for the two of them.
The Four Great Matriarchs were already leading the way, kneeling before the altar, heads bowed, not daring to lift them.
The other Night Clansmen stood straight in front of the altar, like lambs to the slaughter.
On the black circular altar, a woman in a fiery red dress looked down coldly.
A bracelet with three small bells hung on her wrist, jingling softly.
The woman appeared to be about 30 years old and was extremely beautiful.
The thin red dress, of unknown material, clung to her like flowing water, creating an understated yet supremely alluring beauty.
The arrival of Yang Fei and Ye Shengge immediately caught the woman's attention.
She looked at Yang Fei indifferently.
"Are you the intruder? Did you deposed the Four Great Matriarchs and establish a new clan leader without permission?"
Yang Fei chuckled lightly: "Indeed, it was me."
The woman did not get angry but looked at Yang Fei silently.
"Give me your reasons, or die!"
Yang Fei glanced at Ye Shengge.
"I don't understand why you make the four clans of the Night Clan take turns to guard the Spring of Life?"
"Perhaps allowing the four clans to slaughter each other and deplete their elites is your amusement?"
"Or is it that this makes it easier for you to control the Night Clansmen?"
At this point, he shook his head: "This so-called art of power, I've tired of it long ago."
Yang Fei's voice was not loud, but all the Night Clansmen heard it clearly.
Though Ye Shengge's head was lowered, her fists clenched slightly.
The woman in red remained unfazed, her expression very calm.
"Originally, I wanted to give you a chance, but it seems unnecessary now."
She pointed at Yang Fei and Ye Shengge with her finger, her tone turning slightly cold.
"Whichever tribe kills this pair, the life stones they are supposed to surrender this year can be halved."
As soon as these words left her mouth, the Night Clansmen were riled up.
Many looked at Yang Fei and Ye Shengge with eyes filled with unabashed greed, as if looking at prey.
Curious, Yang Fei asked Ye Shengge a question.
"What is a life stone?"
Ye Shengge felt cold inside as she saw her clansmen looking at her with hostile eyes.
"Digging up life stones is a task given to us by the Deity. Both the Night Clan and the Barbarian Tribe must submit a large number of life stones every year."
"Each life stone is more precious than the life of any clansman."
The more Yang Fei listened, the more intrigued he became: "Could it be diamonds? More important than human lives?"
Ye Shengge shook her head: "I don't know what the Deity wants them for, but life stones are incredibly rare."
"You have to dig very deep underground to find them, and sometimes you won't find a single one in half a month."
Saying this, she sighed.
"Even if my clansmen sacrifice me, I understand it."
"Life stones are too rare, and the punishment from the Divine Envoy is extremely severe; everyone fears it like a tiger."
At this time, some Night Clansmen had already begun closing in on Yang Fei and Ye Shengge, their expressions unfriendly.
Ye Shengge clung tightly to Yang Fei's arm.
"What should we do? I don't want to fight my own kin."
Yang Fei glanced at the woman in the red dress on the altar, seeing her lazily watching below, a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if toying with grasshoppers.
Yang Fei whispered to Ye Shengge.
"Alright then, kill the Divine Envoy, and then you won't have to surrender any life stones ever again."
Ye Shengge was shocked: "What do you want to do? The Divine Envoy's power is beyond your imagination, don't act recklessly."
Yang Fei looked up, towards the Divine Envoy, grinning.
"How can you know unless you try? No one dares to play me like a grasshopper, not even the True God."
Saying this, he drew the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, infusing it with True Martial Qi Energy.
With a clang, he achieved Unity of Man and Sword, shooting towards the Divine Envoy with tremendous force.
Among the crowd, countless Night Clansmen cried out in alarm.
"Oh heavens, how dare he attack the Deity? It's terrifying."
"Ignorance, how can the Divine Envoy be offended? If the Deity gets angry, we will all suffer disaster!"
"Stop him quickly, don't let the Divine Envoy get angry."
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Amidst the crowd's exclamations, Yang Fei's Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, charged with True Martial Qi Energy, formed an incomparably massive sword edge, already closing in on the woman in red.
The woman in red wore an expression of slight surprise on her face.
It seemed she hadn't expected Yang Fei to dare lay hands on her.
When masters contend, differences are made in an instant.
Seeing her surprise, Yang Fei's inner Tortoise Mirror spun, immediately anticipating her next move, which was to dodge left, and he felt a rush of joy.
This woman seemed trained in some Secret Technique, as Yang Fei could not discern her Martial Arts Realm.
But when it came to life-and-death combat, adapting to changing circumstances, she lagged far behind Yang Fei.
Swish!
The woman in red indeed did not face Yang Fei's Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army head-on, dodging to the left.
Yang Fei immediately abandoned the longsword, closing in and striking fiercely at the woman's chest with his palm.
By then, the Tortoise Mirror had already predicted this move.
Just as the woman in red moved her form, Yang Fei's left palm shadowed her form precisely at the right moment.
"Bang!"
The woman in red took a palm hit, her body's dense Essence Barrier dispersing six or seven-tenths of Yang Fei's palm strength.
Even so, she stumbled backward, her steps unsteady.
The Essence Barrier of the woman in red rebounded Yang Fei's palm, causing a slight ache within his palm.
He cursed: "Damn, no wonder she's so cocky, this woman is a True Martial Master."