Chapter 1531 - 1532: Elites
Yang Fei listened to the idle chatter of the crowd, his lips curling slightly downward, revealing a disdainful expression.
The Divine Envoy's longsword stirred the vortex of air, like a tempest, sweeping towards Yang Fei and his companions, less than ten meters away.
"Bang!"
In the next second, Yang Fei fired his gun.
A burst of flame roared out from the barrel, shooting directly at the Divine Envoy.
The bullet hit the Divine Envoy's head, as if struck by a train, sending her flying with a trail of blood rain.
The power of the Barrett Heavy Sniper is extraordinary, even a True Martial Master couldn't withstand a shot.
The Divine Envoy's head was blown apart, brain matter and blood splattering everywhere.
Her body fell to the ground like a leaf.
This terrifying scene scared all the Night Clansmen out of their wits.
The crowd stared, eyes wide and mouths agape, at Yang Fei's hand, from which the Barrett's barrel still emitted wisps of smoke.
The black barrel gleaming with metallic light resonated deeply within everyone's hearts.
"Oh my, what did I just see? This kid... oh, the Master's hand holds Martial Arts Treasures too."
"That's terrifying. He actually killed the Divine Envoy."
"I dare say, his Martial Arts Treasures are the true Divine Artifact."
"Thank the Master for displaying divine might, slaying the evil demons, and protecting the Night Clansmen!"
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Ye Liuguang and Ye Shengge had closed their eyes in despair.
Yet, the anticipated pain and destruction did not come.
They opened their eyes, stunned.
Ye Liuguang stared at Ye Shengge in a daze.
"Sister, pinch me, am I dreaming?"
Ye Shengge did not hear Ye Liuguang's words; she was dumbfounded, staring at Yang Fei's hand holding the Barrett, shock written all over her face.
Yang Fei turned around, smiling at them.
"I told you, you wouldn't regret following me. Didn't I keep my promise?"
Ye Shengge continued to stare blankly at Yang Fei.
"Master, you actually insta-killed the Divine Envoy, it's terrifying."
Yang Fei shrugged, still with a mischievous smile.
"I said, all gods are paper tigers. Even the Divine Envoy is flesh and blood, feeling pain, able to die."
After speaking, Yang Fei strode towards the Divine Envoy.
The Divine Envoy's head was blasted open by the Barrett Heavy Sniper bullet, but she did not die immediately.
Her powerful vitality and Essence Qi still supported her life!
The Divine Envoy's red dress was torn to shreds, revealing her fair skin, stained in places with scorched marks.
Her body was covered in blood, resembling a bundle of dry wood, curled on the ground.
Yang Fei looked at the Divine Envoy indifferently: "Tell me, where is your god?"
The Divine Envoy opened her eyes, looked fearfully at Yang Fei holding the Barrett Heavy Sniper.
"No wonder you dare challenge the gods; you actually possess a Martial Secret Weapon."
Yang Fei impatiently waved his hand.
"If you don't understand, stop babbling. Tell me, where is your god?"
The Divine Envoy's face revealed a mocking expression.
"Even if you have a Martial Secret Weapon, do you truly dare to be a God Slayer?"
At this point, her eyelids gradually closed, her breath faint.
"Rest assured, even if you kill me, they will not spare you. You'll face the wrath of the god."
She said this, closed her eyes resolutely, her breathing flickering.
"You will regret it later, the Grand Priest will not spare you, the god will not spare you."
Yang Fei didn't bother to interrogate a dying person, picked up the longsword from the ground.
The longsword, blackened by the bullet's smoke, still emanated a piercingly sharp killing intent.
The blade was engraved with cloud-like runes, its edge ancient, not appearing particularly sharp.
But Yang Fei knew that by infusing Essence Qi into it, this longsword would immediately become a divine weapon.
Chen Fei carefully examined the longsword, discovering two small characters engraved on the hilt: Bai Qi.
"Well, is this the sword of Bai Qi, the great general of the State of Qin? I'm going to strike it rich."
Yang Fei was instantly overjoyed.
He never expected to find Bai Qi's sword in this realm.
Bai Qi, the great general of the State of Qin, known as the God of Slaughter, transcending into holiness, with unrivaled military achievements.
Among the Seven Warring States, Bai Qi wiped out at least six, ultimately slaughtering 400,000 Zhao Army prisoners, his murderous aura unparalleled in history.
The Bai Qi sword is invaluable, a divine weapon coveted by countless martial arts masters.
Yang Fei fiddled with the Bai Qi sword, a deep confusion rising in his heart.
The Bai Qi sword appearing here, what kind of being is this so-called god?
Ye Liuguang and Ye Shengge rushed up, kneeling before Yang Fei.
"Congratulations Master on obtaining the Sword of Divine Punishment, you are the true deity."
Their kneeling startled all the Night Clansmen.
The Four Great Matriarchs led the clansmen to kneel, crawling forward, kowtowing to Yang Fei, shouting in unison.
"Master's divine might is unrivaled, saving all the Night Clansmen."
"The Master is the True God, thereafter we only follow the Master, willing to face any danger."
"Please forgive us, Master's servants, for being cowardly, we will never dare again."
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Their shouts seemed earth-shattering, deafening.
Yang Fei and Ye Liuguang, Ye Shengge could no longer hear themselves speak.
The three looked at each other, and couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Fei humorously waved to the crowd below, shouting loudly.
"Are you sure you want to follow me? Don't forget, there's still a god behind."
Yang Fei's words silenced the crowd instantly!
Many hadn't heard Yang Fei, shouting individually, and upon realizing, fell silent.
No one spoke, faces awkward.
Yang Fei laughed heartily.
He couldn't blame these Night Clansmen, as seeking advantage and avoiding harm, following power, is common sense, not surprising.
Yang Fei waved his hand, spoke calmly.
"Vowing allegiance to me now may not be sincere. How about waiting until after I slay the so-called god, then you can kneel?"
Saying this, Yang Fei's face showed some sarcasm.
"Of course, if I get slain by the god, you can then serve as slaves."
"Right now, your best choice is neutrality.
At this point, Yang Fei intensified his tone.
"Of course, if anyone wishes to stay, I promise you won't regret it."
The Night Clansmen remained silent, some showing guilty expressions.
Yang Fei finished, waved his hand.
"Dismissed, don't kneel lightly."
The Night Clansmen remained silent, not speaking.
Finally, Ye Mingkong gave Yang Fei a respectful nod, said nothing, leading the clansmen away.
With Ye Mingkong's departure, all the Night Clansmen began leaving piecemeal.
On the altar, only Ye Shengge and Ye Liuguang stood alone.
Below the altar, about seventeen or eighteen clansmen had not left, all young girls in their twenties.
Each girl's face showed determination, their eyes filled with fiery passion.
Yang Fei nodded, acknowledging these young Night Clan girls as the true elites.
He looked at the remaining eighteen girls, raising his hand, knowingly asking.
"Why didn't you leave?"
One large-eyed girl stepped forward, her face full of resolve.
"I trust Sister Ye Shengge, she said to lead us to find the Land of Sunshine, I want to stay and fight."
The other girls also began to shout.
"We've had enough of being enslaved by the gods, we want to find the Land of Sunshine."
"Master, please accept us! We are willing to face any danger for you."
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