In the sky, blades and swords whistled through the air, Sword Qi and blade auras shining and intertwining as they constantly shuttled around Zhao Yongtian.

Merely twenty-some seconds had passed before Zhao Yongtian was whittled down to white bones by a thousand weapons, leaving only his head intact, with eyes wide open in terror and a face frozen in horror.

Moments later!

With a single wave of Ye Fei’s hand, the thousand weapons each returned to their places, still forming a terrifying sword formation in mid-air, spinning rapidly.

At this moment, Ye Fei, with hair blazing red, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, quietly suspended in mid-air, like a bloodthirsty Asura.

Silence!

The entire scene plunged into dead silence.

Whether they were Pangu Sect disciples who opposed Zhao Yongtian or the remaining remnants of Zhao Yongtian’s underlings within the Pangu Sect, at this moment, it was as if they had been completely stilled.

Suddenly!

The similarly suspended Zhao Yongtian’s skeletal body emitted a crack, then exploded in the air, his bones flying in all directions, and his head, still showing terror, smashed into the crowd like a ball.

"Ah!"

A scream resounded as one of Zhao Yongtian’s remnants, wretchedly unlucky to catch the head, immediately let out a ghostly, piercing wail.

In an instant, the silence was shattered, and chaos erupted among everyone present.

Screams, exclamations, and curses suddenly rose.

Meanwhile, Ye Fei in the sky waved his hand, and as the red True Qi dissipated, the rapidly spinning weapons, with a whizzing sound, flew off toward the surroundings of Fiery Island.

The next second, he gently landed on the ground.

The panicked crowd, upon seeing this, once again clamored and parted ways to open a path for him.

"Our Sect Master... just died like that?"

"Obviously, he was slashed to bits by Ye God; it would be a miracle if he hadn’t died."

"Zhao Yongtian, so full of himself, is completely done for!"

"What’s ridiculous is that Zhao Yongtian, in his final moments, chose to beg for mercy."

"Hmph, that old scoundrel, wasn’t he arrogant and insolent? Still, Ye God took him down."

"This Ye Fei is too cruel, too terrifying, will he kill us too?"

"He... he wouldn’t stoop to our level, right?"

"This is true power, this is a real powerhouse."

"With one strike, he killed Zhao Yongtian. He’s already achieved godhood through that battle."

"What is Ye God going to do, why isn’t he paying us any attention?"

"Hurry up and tear off the Pangu Sect badges, do you want to get slashed to pieces?"

Amidst the hushed whispers and sheer panic, Ye Fei stepped into the inner sanctuary of Pangu.

His first stop was the steel cage imprisoning Meng Sen, where he saw Meng Sen unkempt and disheveled, looking barely human. He couldn’t help but sigh.

Although he did not know by what sorcery Zhao Yongtian had tormented him, judging by Meng Sen’s current state, it was hardly different from being dead.

"Ye God, I’m here!"

At this moment, Situ Heng rushed over.

Just as he was about to take action, he was stopped by Ye Fei.

"Rescuing my friend is not something I would entrust to others."

Having said this, Ye Fei transformed his fist into a palm and slammed it towards the steel cage.

Accompanied by a thunderous boom, the cage instantly shattered into pieces.

At the same time, Meng Sen, who was in the cage, fell forward, caught by Ye Fei.

After checking Meng Sen’s injuries—they were serious!

Without saying another word, Ye Fei pressed on several of Meng Sen’s acupoints, then took out a medicinal pill and poured it into Meng Sen’s mouth.

Next, Ye Fei held Meng Sen and looked up at the devastated interior of the Pangu sanctuary.

"Is there a room?"

"Yes!" the Revered Snowy hastily nodded. "Please follow me!"

Ye Fei grunted, carrying Meng Sen and had taken just a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

"Situ Heng, take some men and clean up the entire island." Zhao Yongtian’s followers, not a single one left behind, kill them all without exception, regardless of age or gender."

Having dropped these words, he followed the trembling Revered Snowy to an inner doorway.

Upon hearing this, all those present at the scene were stunned.

Particularly He Xuan, Duan Meng, and Lu Houde—the three people from Tianhai Sect—at this moment, felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

After all, they were different from the Pangu Sect.

Even if they had a good relationship with Ye Fei, what now?

After a while, Situ Heng immediately bowed deeply toward the direction in which Ye Fei had left.

"I shall obey the command of Ye God!"

After speaking, he turned around, raised the folding fan in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"By the command of Ye God, all of Zhao Yongtian’s underlings are to be killed."

At this command, the warriors from Heaven Island and Earth Island were the first to react, charging at Zhao Yongtian’s defeated men beside them and engaging in battle.

In a flash!

Another bloody massacre began.

Having completely lost their leader, Zhao Yongtian’s ragtag bunch immediately began to scatter and flee in panic amid the screams.

However...

Ye Fei’s order was to show no mercy; how could the warriors from Heaven Island and Earth Island let go of this group of heinous, evil-hearted animals?

And so!

All over the main island of Fiery Island, bloodshed and carnage were everywhere.

Any of Zhao Yongtian’s fleeing men were relentlessly hunted down and killed to the last.

Some, frightened out of their wits, jumped into the sea, only to end up feeding the sharks.