Chapter 447: Chapter 447 Unmatched Strength_1

At this moment inside the Pangu Hall.

Over twenty men and women, dressed in varied attire, formed a circle, weapons in hand, standing off against the hundreds of Pangu Sect Disciples that surrounded them.

Both sides were on edge, oozing with belligerence, as if the slightest disagreement could trigger a battle.

Atop the hall’s high platform, Venerable Mu Xue and He Xuan stood with hands behind their backs, their faces also dark as thunder.

"Mu Xue, we want to see your boss!" At this point, a robust man bellowed: "Tell him to roll out here and talk!"

As he took the lead, the twenty or so men and women surrounded by the crowd started clamoring in unison.

"Right, you think just because you rebelled against Zhao Yongtian, you can dominate Yan Yun State? It’s not that easy!"

"What do you take the forces of Yan Yun State for, to dare treat us with such disrespect?"

"Back when Zhao Yongtian ruled the Pangu Sect, he also regarded us as honored guests, let alone now, when Huoshao Island is nothing like its former glory."

"Thinking of going to war with us? Touch one hair on us and see—there are thousands of our forces gathered outside the island, ready to flatten Huoshao Island at any time."

As their clamor subsided, Venerable Mu Xue and He Xuan standing on the platform furrowed their brows simultaneously.

Just then, a powerful voice suddenly filled the entire hall.

"Huoshao Island has changed rulers, what’s with all these cats and dogs daring to bark out here?"

"Would you dare when Zhao Yongtian was in charge?"

At these words, the twenty or so men and women who were surrounded were all startled.

The next second!

A gust of wind howled into action.

In an instant, the weapons in the hands of the twenty-something individuals suddenly flew into the air, swept up by the gust of wind, forming a miniature sword array that began to slowly rotate above them.

Looking up into the sky, the faces of these twenty-something individuals changed dramatically.

It was only now they realized that they hadn’t even seen their opponent, but had already been disarmed.

"Ah, my Justice-Extinguishing Blade!"

"No good, this is a top-notch expert, everyone be careful!"

"How is this possible, we haven’t even seen him, where is he?"

"Is this person a ghost? How can he be so terrifying?"

Amid their panic, the powerful voice sounded once more.

"I am not Zhao Yongtian, I won’t indulge you!"

"Since you’re bold in your words, today some hair must indeed be moved."

As soon as the voice died down, the twenty-something weapons hovering mid-air, accompanied by a buzzing sound, suddenly descended from the sky.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

With series of whooshing sounds, the twenty-something weapons rapidly passed through the crowd, bringing up sprays of blood.

Along with unceasing cries of pain, each person from the group of twenty-something had both of their little fingers chopped off, and two crimson cuts appeared on each person’s face as well.

Severed fingers dropped to the ground, and scarlet blood spurted wildly from their hands, presenting a ghastly scene.

"Go back and tell your masters." The powerful voice commanded again: "If you don’t roll back to where you came from within two hours, don’t blame me for annihilating your families and sparing no one!"

"Scram!"

Following the final tiger’s roar, the Pangu Sect Disciples that surrounded them parted ways with a fierce look, promptly opening a path.

The twenty-something men and women, amidst screams of pain, hurriedly fled in a panic, so frightened they didn’t even pause to pick up their severed fingers.

It quieted down!

Suddenly, the whole hall fell into a silence as grave as death.

Just then, Ye Fei, wearing a black trench coat, slowly stepped onto the high platform inside the hall, accompanied by Duan Meng.

"Subordinates greet Lord Ye!"

Situ Heng was the first to recover, immediately covering his chest with one hand and kneeling on one knee.

Subsequently, hundreds of Pangu Sect Disciples also knelt down hastily, shouting in unison.

"Subordinates greet Lord Ye, mighty is Lord Ye!"

Hearing this unified chant, Ye Fei frowned slightly.

Lord Ye?

He didn’t know who had started that title, but it had stuck.

Venerable Mu Xue and He Xuan turned to kneel to Ye Fei, but Ye Fei gestured with his hand to stop them.

He walked off the platform with a few people and sat down on a chair to the side.

Without any unnecessary words, Ye Fei spoke up.

"Who are these whimpering weaklings?"

Upon hearing this, Venerable Mu Xue immediately stood up: "They are the powers spread across Yan Yun State."

"They include ancient martial families, martial sects, and business powers."

"The four biggest among them are the impressive Yan Yun Chamber of Commerce that controls the economic lifeblood of Yan Yun State, the century-old ancient martial family Tu Shan clan, the Black Alliance which is the leader of Yan Yun State’s underworld, and the Hanwu Sect that borders the north frontier."

"As for the other powers, they’re hardly worth mentioning!"

Having said this, Venerable Mu Xue took a deep breath.

"While Zhao Yongtian was alive, they were all in cahoots, bullying and oppressing in Yan Yun State, engaging in plunder, arson, murder, looting, which made life unbearable for the common people."

Then, Situ Heng promptly stood up as well.

"Mu Xue is right, now that Zhao Yongtian has been dealt with, they feel the loss of their protective umbrella, that’s why they are causing trouble."

"I think causing trouble is just a pretense," He Xuan remarked meaningfully, "probing is the reality."

With that, he turned his head to look at Ye Fei.

"Brother Ye, that display of strength from you just now should have scared them quite a bit, they probably won’t dare to act recklessly now!"

Hearing this, Ye Fei showed a profound expression.

He had two goals in coming to Yan Yun State.

Rescue Meng Sen, destroy the Pangu Sect.

Now that he had accomplished both tasks, he really had no interest in dealing with the mess in Yan Yun State.

After all, he was neither a saint nor a savior.

Of course, if those people asked for it, undervaluing themselves, then that would be another matter entirely!