The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1458 - 1486: Trapped in Crisis

Ye Feng also began to ponder. With his own strength, if he wanted to escape from the Qingyue Sword Sect, he could definitely do it. However, if he did that, all the efforts he had made during this period would be in vain.

But just now, Ye Feng saw how terrifying the power of the sword stele was. If Ye Feng were hit, even if he didn’t die, he would be seriously injured. His mind was racing, thinking about how he could face this terrifying Qingyue Sword Stele.

At this moment, Deacon Liu continued to shout, "Self, it’s your turn. Use your spiritual power and swear!"

The man named Self came out, but his face was gloomy and extremely ugly.

Actually, Self was also a spy in the Qingyue Sword Sect, hoping to gather information about it.

Self could never betray his country, but he was faced with the dilemma of betraying the Qingyue Sword Sect. Everyone had just seen the outcome for those disloyal to the Qingyue Sword Sect—that was a dead end. This made Self anxious.

Deacon Liu looked at Self and said, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and swear, time waits for no one!"

"I..." At this moment, Self was still filled with hesitation, unwilling to swear.

"Swish!" Just then, a sharp longsword suddenly appeared in Deacon Liu’s hand. With a flash, the sword qi was everywhere, slicing directly across Self’s neck before he could even evade.

"Pssh~~" With a sound, blood splattered as Self’s head was thrown high and then rolled to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Deacon Liu said calmly, "Each of you has one minute to consider whether to swear or not. If you don’t swear, then the only path is death. Of course, even if you do swear, you better be determined to join our Qingyue Sword Sect, or death awaits you all the same!"

Everyone trembled. It’s no exaggeration to say that among the thirty-two newcomers here today, at least twenty did not genuinely want to join the Qingyue Sword Sect. Now they all faced a life-or-death decision.

Ye Feng rarely furrowed his brow but remained calm. Ye Feng would never lose his cool.

"What the hell is Qingyue Sword Sect, go eat shit. My heart belongs only to my country. I will never submit to you outsiders!" At this moment, a powerful warrior from Country E shouted loudly, pushing his aura to the extreme, breaking out terrifying waves of energy that put intense pressure on everyone.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise. That person turned out to be a mid-Divine Realm expert, with strength comparable to Deacon Liu’s. The mid-Divine Realm expert directly fled towards the outside of Qingyue Sword Sect.

When Deacon Liu saw the mid-Divine Realm expert attempting to escape, his eyes showed ease and disdain, as if he didn’t care at all, thinking that he couldn’t possibly escape. At that moment, the void trembled, and cracks appeared on the space barrier. In an instant, above the mid-Divine Realm expert’s head, space twisted.

Subsequently, a True Essence Giant Hand pressed directly downward onto the mid-Divine Realm expert’s head.

"Puff!" With a muffled sound, the mid-Divine Realm expert couldn’t dodge in time and was directly smashed into a blood mist.

"What!" Everyone was stunned, knowing that was a mid-Divine Realm expert, but he was crushed like a mosquito by the True Essence Giant Hand with ease, with no chance to resist.

The surroundings fell into silence, space seemed frozen, air felt like it solidified. Everyone’s faces were extremely grim, except Ye Feng remained calm, as if he had anticipated this scene.

In fact, Ye Feng had long sensed that a spiritual power was constantly watching them. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

And the owner of that spiritual power was an early True God expert. To ordinary people, a Divine Realm expert could indeed be considered a god, but in front of a True God expert, even an early True God expert was nothing but trash.

Only a Great Perfection Divine Realm expert could barely withstand a few moves in front of an early True God expert without dying.

In short, among the newcomers present, only Ye Feng had the hope of escaping from Qingyue Sword Sect.

Heng Dao quietly said in Ye Feng’s ear, "Ye Feng, you must not harbor any other thoughts. The power of Qingyue Sword Sect is beyond your imagination. If you obediently join the Qingyue Sword Sect, with your talent, you’ll at least become a protector in the future, with boundless prospects. Don’t do anything foolish, understand?"

"Hmm..." Ye Feng nodded calmly, still revealing no emotions.

Deacon Liu said lightly, "Is there anyone else who wants to run away now? I’ll give you five minutes to think. During this time, anyone who wants to leave can leave at any time. However, whether you can leave alive, I can’t say..."

Upon hearing Deacon Liu’s words, everyone fell silent, not saying a word.

They had already seen the consequences of retreat. That earlier one was a mid-Divine Realm expert, next strongest to Ye Feng, but even he was smashed into a blood mist by an unknown expert.

Soon, five minutes passed. Everyone had already given up in despair. They knew that if they retreated now, only one outcome awaited them, death. Only a sincere joining the Qingyue Sword Sect offered a way out.

"Alright, since no one wants to leave, let’s continue with the swearing! Next, Liu Yao!" Deacon Liu said, and the martial artist named Liu Yao stepped up to the sword stele, infusing his spiritual power into the Qingyue Sword Stele.

Then, he began to swear loudly while Ye Feng intently focused on the Qingyue Sword Stele, elevating his spiritual power to the maximum and paying full attention to the flow on the Qingyue Sword Stele.

After a short while, the person named Liu Yao finished swearing, and nothing unexpected happened. Liu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and Deacon Liu smiled slightly, "See, as long as you sincerely join our Qingyue Sword Sect, you won’t be in any danger!"