Han Xiaolong had just emerged from the number two Spirit Gathering Array when a figure flashed past Ye Feng and the others, directly entering the number two Spirit Gathering Array, and the owner of that figure was none other than Ma Hong himself!

Upon seeing Ma Hong, everyone looked bewildered while Ma Hong remained calm: "This place is nice, I like it..."

Qingshan, Zhang Meng, and the others were furious, their faces reddening and necks bulging with anger. They had just come from the number one Spirit Gathering Array, but Ma Hong barged in. Zimo couldn’t tolerate it any longer and rushed up to Ma Hong, pointing at him.

"Ma Hong, don’t go too far! We’ve already given you the number one Spirit Gathering Array, and you still come after us?"

"Presumptuous!" Instantly, Ma Hong was enraged, fury flashing in his eyes, as he yelled out and raised his palm to slap Zimo hard across the face, the crisp sound of the slap echoing around.

With powerful force, Zimo spun around several times before falling heavily to the ground.

And half of Zimo’s face immediately swelled up, looking extremely miserable. Qingshan was instantly enraged; this was his woman, and now she was hit. How could he tolerate it? He yelled, "Bastard!"

"Smack!" But at that moment, Ma Hong reached down and lifted Zimo up from where she lay on the ground.

With Zimo caught, Qingshan dared not act recklessly. Ma Hong looked at Zimo with disdain in his eyes: "Cheap wench! What are you? Know your place! You’re just a useless Outer Court disciple, and I’m an Inner Court disciple. My father is a protector with the power of Great Perfection, and my grandfather is the Fourth Elder of the Daoist School, understand?"

"I’m telling you, in my eyes, you’re just trash. Do you think you have the right to insult me?" Ma Hong boasted to the extreme.

Then, Ma Hong looked at Ye Feng: "Rubbish, I’m telling you, that’s the way it is in the Daoist School. My power is greater than yours, so I will bully you. I’m not playing games with you; I’m being upfront today by saying, I! Ma Hong, am going to bully you! Because I’m an Inner Court disciple of the Entering Dao stage, and you’re just an Outer Court disciple. My abilities are stronger than yours.

So, of the ten Spirit Gathering Arrays on this plaza, don’t bother wishing for them. No matter which Spirit Gathering Array you switch to for cultivation, I will affect you, and I will not let you have your way. Because you offended my junior fellow Wang Cong!"

Everyone looked at Ma Hong, feeling utterly shocked. They couldn’t believe Ma Hong could be so arrogant, but there was no choice, since his grandfather was an elder and his father a protector.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng, their eyes showing sympathy, unsure whether Ye Feng was lucky or unfortunate.

If Ye Feng was unfortunate, he became the top disciple of the Outer Court in just ten days. If lucky, he still ended up provoking a rogue like Ma Hong. No matter who encountered such a situation, they would feel distressed.

After that, Ma Hong threw Zimo away like trash, tossing her beside Ye Feng and his group.

Ma Hong smirked disdainfully at Ye Feng: "Rubbish, you’ll regret it, regret ever provoking my junior fellow!"

Everyone simply watched Ye Feng, their eyes filled with sympathy, helplessly shaking their heads.

"Are you looking for death?" Ye Feng spoke calmly at this moment, his tone full of confidence despite the peacefulness.

Ye Feng initially thought of being discreet as he was new, but as it turned out, the other party pushed things too far, and Ye Feng felt foolish for wanting to keep a low profile. Low profile? That wasn’t his nature!

"What did you say?" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Ma Hong and numerous Outer Court disciples around him appeared shocked, as if doubting their hearing, wondering if they were hallucinating.

Yet Ye Feng remained composed: "Ma Hong, you think you’re something? In my eyes, you’re just trash. I can easily crush you. You’re just relying on the strength of your elders to act spoiled and wasteful."

"What!" The people present were stunned, looking at Ye Feng with astonishment.

Their hearts raced, each of them staring at Ye Feng in shock, yet there was a sense of delight in their hearts. Many Outer Court disciples there had been bullied by Ma Hong before, but they dared not speak or fight back.

With a single sentence, Ye Feng resonated with the voices of those Outer Court disciples, all deeply agreeing with what Ye Feng said.

Ma Hong’s eyes revealed anger, blood vessels appeared, and his expression became extremely mad.

"You filthy brat, do you even know what you’re saying?" Ma Hong’s expression turned ominously cold, stepping cautiously.

Yet Ye Feng remained relaxed and calm: "Kneel, beg for mercy, admit your mistake! Or else, I’ll kill you today!"

"What!" Instantly, the whole place burst into commotion, each person staring at Ye Feng, thinking Ye Feng might have lost his mind.

They knew well that Ma Hong was a powerhouse at the Entering Dao stage, his cultivation level three levels higher than Ye Feng.

For Ye Feng to defeat Ma Hong, he would at least have to reach the realm of the Infinite True God, yet Ye Feng dared to be so arrogant. It left everyone in disbelief, making them wonder if Ye Feng wasn’t in his right mind. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Hahaha!" At that moment, Ma Hong laughed wildly, his expression sinister: "Kid, are you mad? Do you know what you’re saying? You want to kill me? Do you have the strength? I don’t believe you could become the Infinite True God in ten days. Even if you are already Infinite True God, I don’t believe you have the power to defeat me!"

What Ma Hong said was also what everyone thought. When Ye Feng first entered the Daoist School, he was at the peak of True God level, and in just ten short days, Ye Feng had broken through from the peak of True God to Heavenly Illusion True God, improving by two levels.

This speed was already incredible, and now ten more days had passed. They felt that no matter how miraculous Ye Feng was, he couldn’t possibly break through from Heavenly Illusion True God to Infinite True God; it was absolutely impossible.

Indeed, even Ye Feng couldn’t improve so rapidly. At this moment, Ye Feng was indeed only Heavenly Illusion True God.

However, Ye Feng was utterly calm, showing no fear...