Chapter 2278 - 2279: The Mastermind

The Three Swords and Fan Yi were both surprised and delighted, both calling out.

"Chief Instructor, you're finally here."

The person who arrived was Yang Fei.

Yang Fei nodded slightly to the two, while continuously exerting power from his palm.

The immense and unparalleled Power of Dragon and Elephant surged like a mighty and ferocious tidal wave, each wave higher than the last.

He pressed the old man down until he not only knelt on the ground but also gradually began to bow forward.

The old man understood the intent of the newcomer, wanting forcefully to make him bow down and surrender.

He desperately lifted his head, using all his strength to attempt to get up.

However, the immense gravity above his head showed no sign of weakening, only growing heavier and heavier.

Slowly, the old man's head was forced down inch by inch, closer to the ground.

The old man's spine creaked as the joints rubbed, producing a piercing sound.

At this moment, the big man, resembling a stone giant, roared and charged at Yang Fei.

His fist exploded through the air, punching towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei sent out a punch, and with a cracking sound, the strong man's left fist, along with his forearm and upper arm, was blown apart by Yang Fei's punch, with bones shattering segment by segment.

The big man screamed, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

His bloodline contained the bloodline of an Ancient Primordial Beast and had already awakened.

Ordinary cultivators, even using magic artifacts to stab him, could not harm him.

Yet Yang Fei, relying solely on his fists, broke his left arm, and it was a compound fracture.

This could only mean Yang Fei's physical body was more formidable than his.

Just as the big man tried to retreat, Yang Fei delivered a high kick, fiercely landing right on his shoulder.

This high kick was like a heavy battle axe, pressing the big man's entire skeletal system into a creaking sound.

He involuntarily knelt before Yang Fei.

The big man's knees brought enormous impact as they collided with the ground.

Cracks appeared on the ground, radiating out from where the big man knelt.

Instantaneously, Yang Fei defeated two foes, forcing both the old man and the big man to their knees.

The woman in red dress watched from afar and dared not approach, her form blurred as she fled to the distance.

Yang Fei chuckled and suddenly activated the Thousand Extremes Sword Formation.

Twelve White Bone Longswords instantly trapped the woman, their sounds driving her to step back repeatedly.

She retreated over ten steps, now less than three meters from Yang Fei, suddenly biting her teeth, turning into a red flickering shadow, fleeing to the right.

Yang Fei snorted coldly.

"Refusing a toast, I'll send you on your way instead."

As he spoke, the White Bone Longsword transformed into thousands of layers of Sword Shadow, strangling the red shadow.

The woman in red, screaming miserably in the void, made the old man and big man shudder in horror.

In an instant, the thousands of layers of Sword Light disappeared.

That red shadow was shattered into countless pieces, drifting east and west but unable to coalesce together.

Half a minute later, the red shadow fell to the ground, revealing its original form, all dismembered limbs and pieces of flesh.

It turned out that in just such a moment, the woman in red was slaughtered into eight pieces by Yang Fei, dead with no chance for resurrection.

Seeing this, the old man's face was ashen; the big man's face was full of fear.

The woman in red's divine skill was called Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves Escape Technique.

The red clothes on her body were a magic artifact for escaping, with almost no one able to capture her.

However, within Yang Fei's Thousand Extremes Sword Formation, she was instantly crushed, leading even the woman to lose her life.

Not far away, Long Xiaoshuai crawled out of the bus in a disheveled state.

Although his body was originally very robust, he wasn't injured, just quite disheartened.

"Boss, you're really here, long live the boss."

Upon seeing Yang Fei, Long Xiaoshuai exclaimed in surprise.

He was the Big Dragon Head of the Dragon Group, yet this expedition was almost a complete defeat.

Who knew when Yang Fei made his move, he crushed the opposition, salvaging the situation.

The old man and big man were already subdued by Yang Fei's peerless divine skill and dared not move.

Yang Fei retracted his hands and feet, patting the dust off his body.

Long Xiaoshuai rushed into Yang Fei's embrace, affectionately giving him a bear hug.

Yang Fei patted Long Xiaoshuai's shoulder, showing some satisfaction with this younger brother.

Although this mission ended in defeat, it was not Long Xiaoshuai's fault, as the three cultivators were exceptionally strong.

The old man had reached the Peak of Foundation Establishment, and the big man possessed a Demon Beast Bloodline that was already awakened.

The red dress worn by the woman was a rare tenth-level magical weapon, good for Transformation and escape.

The old man and big man kept their heads lowered where they knelt.

Having witnessed Yang Fei's divine skill, they dared not even think of escape.

Yang Fei revealed a small booklet, pitch-black.

The booklet appeared ordinary, only two or three pages, yet radiated a lustrous glow throughout.

Long Xiaoshuai, seeing this booklet, was very curious.

"Boss, what is this?"

Yang Fei waved his hand, indicating to explain later.

He approached the big man and the old man, saying coldly.

"In Huaxia territory, you dare harm so many innocent civilians, blood debt must be paid by blood, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The old man and the big man both looked at Yang Fei with eyes filled with despair.

A flicker of unpredictable thoughts showed in the old man's eyes, yet he spoke not a word.

The big man seemed somewhat dazed, looking at Yang Fei, his body shrinking back.

"What do you want to do?"

Yang Fei chuckled coldly, tossing the black booklet upwards. It opened in the air, showing only two or three pages.

From the pages shot forth a blood-red beam, enveloping the old man and big man.

Their forms trembled, then their faces radically changed.

Their facial muscles kept twitching, experiencing immense pain, mouths wide open, seeming to scream but no sound came out.

Others, watching the two suffer so greatly, all looked at Yang Fei with mysterious gazes.

Long Xiaoshuai curiously watched Yang Fei.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Yang Fei coldly said: "Their Divine Thoughts have been absorbed into this book."

"These two are enduring the torture of the Incessant Hell within the Book of Life and Death, unable to die quickly, hence their suffering."

Incessant Hell? Book of Life and Death?

Long Xiaoshuai, Fan Yi, and the Three Swords all jumped in shock.

Whether in folklore or movies and TV, the reputation of the Book of Life and Death and Incessant Hell was monumental, how could it fall into Yang Fei's hands?

Everyone watched as the big man and old man rolled on the ground clutching their heads, crying in agony, all couldn't help but feel fear.

After a long time, the big man and old man finally stopped moving.

Long Xiaoshuai went over to check, seeing their bodies were stiff.

The black booklet in the air now has an additional page, though not yet fully formed.

Long Xiaoshuai, seeing this, finally understood.

"Boss, you're using their Divine Thoughts to refine this magical treasure, aren't you?"

Yang Fei nodded, calmly saying.

"This is a fragment of the Book of Life and Death, incomplete; I need a large amount of Divine Thoughts and Souls to repair it."

"These two unfortunate souls ran into my hands, bad luck for them."

As Yang Fei spoke, he sank his Divine Thought into the Book of Life and Death, suddenly his expression changed, speaking vehemently.

"The Kunlun Sect, so it was them causing trouble in the background."