The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 702

The massive Training Ground of Zhen Tian Gate grew quiet once more; no one had expected such a bizarre transformation to suddenly occur in Ye Chenfeng. Du Fuwei, who had originally used a secret technique to break through to the Peak of the Innate rank, should have been able to kill Ye Chenfeng with ease. However, now it was Ye Chenfeng who held Du Fuwei by the neck with his right hand, continuously kicking him.

Kick after kick, who knew how many times he had kicked? Du Fuwei’s body had turned limp, all his internal organs and bones shattered under Ye Chenfeng’s assault. The light in his eyes slowly faded, and his breathing through his nose and mouth grew slower and slower. Du Fuwei struggled to lift his bloodied right hand and said, "Ye, Ye..."

He didn’t even finish Ye Chenfeng’s name before his hand, raised in mid-air, fell limply; his eyes wide open, clearly unwilling to die.

Enveloped in black mist, Ye Chenfeng held Du Fuwei’s neck and hurled his body into the air. Then, a mighty Soul Force burst forth from Ye Chenfeng, rapidly spreading toward the corpse of Du Fuwei in mid-air.

With a "bang!"

Du Fuwei’s body suddenly exploded in mid-air, his internal organs, bones, and other body parts turned into a mist of blood at the moment of explosion, showering down onto the Training Ground of Zhen Tian Gate.

Ye Chenfeng watched the blood rain pouring down with his eerie black pupils, unconsciously taking a deep breath. He immensely enjoyed the scent of blood that filled the air; it made his emotions grow even more excited, his heartbeat quickened noticeably, and the black mist surrounding his body thickened.

At that moment, Ye Chenfeng could no longer control the desire for blood within his body; he felt as though he was born for slaughter and blood.

His strange black pupils turned toward Zhong Tianchi, who was sitting not far away in a wheelchair. In the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Tianchi.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng suddenly appear before him, Zhong Tianchi trembled violently. Du Fuwei’s gruesome death was still vivid in his mind, and although Du Fuwei had raised his strength to the Peak of the Innate rank, he was completely powerless against Ye Chenfeng?

It was at this moment that Zhong Tianchi realized, finally awakening to the fact that the Ye Chenfeng encircled in black mist before his eyes was a devil, a complete and utter devil. From the beginning, getting involved with Ye Chenfeng had been a grave mistake.

Ye Chenfeng’s black pupils looked at Zhong Tianchi, who had gone pale with fear. He reached out with his right hand and grasped Zhong Tianchi’s head. As fear filled Zhong Tianchi’s face, Ye Chenfeng forcefully pulled back his right hand, causing Zhong Tianchi’s head to detach from his neck. As blood spurted from the neck, Ye Chenfeng’s face showed a faint expression of enjoyment.

After casually throwing Zhong Tianchi’s head, which he had held in his right palm, onto the ground, Ye Chenfeng gave it a kick as if kicking a soccer ball.

The Heaven Rank High Grade master standing next to Zhong Tianchi, responsible for protecting him, shivered uncontrollably after witnessing the deaths of Du Fuwei and Zhong Tianchi. His lips, pallid with fear, opened and closed as if he wanted to utter some words of pleading, but it was as if something was stuck in his throat, rendering him unable to say a single word.

When the Heaven Rank High Grade expert, surrounded by the black mist, felt Ye Chenfeng’s dark gaze turn toward him, warmth spread in his crotch, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out from his pants.

Ye Chenfeng’s right hand bent into a claw, and a Longsword that had been on the ground appeared in his grip instantly. The sharp blade swept across the neck of the Heaven Rank High Grade master, and his head separated from his body immediately, with blood gushing out like a fountain.

What is the meaning of "Heaven Ranks are as common as dogs"?

Ye Chenfeng’s actions perfectly illustrated the phrase.

If someone had claimed a few months ago that a Heaven Rank High Grade master could be so scared that he wet his pants, the one making such a claim would probably be laughed at.

A Heaven Rank High Grade master is considered among the elite in first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate forces. No matter how incompetent a Heaven Rank High Grade master is, he should not be scared to the point of wetting himself, right!

But now, the reality has proven that even experts of Heaven Rank High Grade really aren’t much! Even Innate experts have been dying in droves today.

After witnessing Du Fuwei, Zhong Tianchi, and another expert of Heaven Rank High Grade meet gruesome ends, disciple after disciple from the three major sects lost all semblance of fighting spirit, many dropping their weapons onto the ground, preparing to surrender to Zhen Tian Sect. After all, who in this world isn’t afraid of death? The reason they fought desperately until now was that there was still hope before their eyes. But now, without even a sliver of hope, any further resistance would be futile.

Yet, while many disciples of the three major sects were choosing to surrender, Ye Chenfeng, enveloped in black mist, did not cease his assault. A longsword in his right hand, his figure flashed relentlessly amongst the disciples of the three major sects. Wherever Ye Chenfeng appeared, inevitably, disciples from the three major sects would fall.

Not far away, Sun Boyi saw something amiss and couldn’t help saying, "The last time Chenfeng breached the Ghost King Thirteen Needles, this same black mist seemed to emanate from his body. Chenfeng’s sudden surge in power that led to Du Fuwei’s death must be related to the Ghost King Thirteen Needles. But now it seems like Chenfeng is showing signs of demonic possession; we must stop it quickly, otherwise, it will surely harm Chenfeng’s body."

Tang Bosheng, one of the three saints of the Ghost Physician, had also been present when Ye Chenfeng breached the Ghost King Thirteen Needles and nodded, saying, "Mr. Ye is clearly bloodthirsty as if it’s his life’s purpose. Even if this state doesn’t affect Mr. Ye’s body, I’m afraid his personality may shift drastically in the future, possibly becoming a complete devil."

"But Chenfeng’s strength is beyond our ability to withstand, how are we to stop him?" Sun Boyi’s brows furrowed ever more tightly.

People from other sects hiding around Zhen Tian Sect and watching the chaos knew they shouldn’t stay long once they saw Ye Chenfeng appeared to be demonically possessed. If they were to draw disaster upon themselves, they wouldn’t even have time for regret. Besides, today’s bloody battle was already coming to an end.

After today, the three major sects would probably disappear from the Ancient Martial World.

The bloodthirsty Ye Chenfeng killed four elders of Qingyun Sect in succession. When his dark pupils locked onto the pale-faced Sect Leader of Qingyun Sect, Qin Baiyan, Qin Baiyan breathed heavily, knowing his death was imminent.

However, just at that moment, Qin Yi rushed to Ye Chenfeng’s side. Despite having severed father-son ties with Qin Baiyan, Qin Yi shared Qin Baiyan’s blood. He couldn’t just watch Qin Baiyan die before him.

"Boss, could you spare him?" Qin Yi stood in front of Qin Baiyan and spoke to Ye Chenfeng.

Seeing his own son shielding him, Qin Baiyan felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart. He might not have been a qualified father, but Qin Yi was a qualified son.

As Qin Yi stood before Ye Chenfeng, Sun Meiqin, Ye Donghua, Sun Boyi, and others approached. Sun Meiqin, seeing Ye Chenfeng’s body wreathed in black mist, reached out to touch his head and said, "Chenfeng, that’s enough. It’s enough. I don’t want you to turn into a mass-murdering devil."

Ye Chenfeng’s dark pupils scanned the people before him, particularly the tearful Sun Meiqin and the worried Ye Donghua. His face showed a pained struggle, his heart craving for slaughter and blood, and yet...

"Aah!"

Ye Chenfeng outstretched his arms, letting out a roar towards the heavens.

"Pfft!"

A stream of blood spurted from Ye Chenfeng’s mouth, as the black mist swirling around his body quickly retracted back into his Dantian, his pitch-black pupils gradually regaining their usual appearance.

Looking at the people before him, Ye Chenfeng felt dizzy, unable to muster any strength in his body, his eyelids growing increasingly heavy until he completely lost consciousness, everything fading to black...(To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)