Du Hui and Lu Chen both noticed Yang Fei’s return, seeing him carry the bodies of Ye Wuya and Yun Zong, both in the same lost-soul comatose state as Linglong. The two of them couldn’t help but feel shocked.
"Wife, are you alright?"
Upon returning to the scene, Yang Fei first checked on Qin Yanyang’s condition. Seeing that Qin Yanyang had a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, her hair disheveled, and looking utterly exhausted and dejected, he was startled and asked with concern.
Qin Yanyang came back to her senses, shook her head, and said, "I’m fine, it’s nothing."
However, a killing intent flashed in Yang Fei’s eyes. His gaze immediately locked onto Du Hui, who was entangled by Li Yue, and he coldly said, "Did you hurt my wife?"
For some reason, Du Hui was intimidated by Yang Fei’s aura.
He could perceive that Yang Fei’s cultivation realm was slightly lower than his own. However, seeing how quickly Ye Wuya and Yun Zong were subdued by Yang Fei, he understood that Yang Fei must have some strange method to suppress the members of the Lingxiao Sect.
He had long wanted to escape from here with Lu Chen, but Li Yue was holding him back, not letting him leave. Now that Yang Fei had returned, he felt utterly hopeless. He feared that all of his fellow sect members would fall into this kid’s hands.
Li Yue sensed Yang Fei’s fierce killing intent and quickly explained, "Brother Yang, please calm down. My junior brother Du Hui already held back when dealing with Daoist Friend Qin. I will persuade these two junior brothers, and I hope you will refrain from taking lethal action."
Du Hui and Lu Chen were ashamed and angry, never expecting that this Senior Brother Li would betray the sect and side with these two Earth natives.
Does he not fear the sect’s retaliation?
Lu Chen saw that Du Hui was entangled by Li Yue, and Yang Fei had the capability to swiftly subdue both Ye Wuya and Yun Zong. If he didn’t escape now, he wouldn’t have another chance.
He couldn’t care about Du Hui nor the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast temporarily suppressed by the Trapped Dragon Formation. In a flash, he rode his flying sword to flee swiftly into the distance.
Yang Fei, originally angry at Du Hui, saw Lu Chen attempting to run away. He immediately gave chase, shouting, "Lu Chen, you can’t escape. Moreover, didn’t you swear a solemn oath to Old Ancestor Li Er to protect the Earth Human Clan? Have you forgotten?"
Lu Chen’s body paused mid-air, surprised, he turned back to look at Yang Fei and asked, "How...how do you know this?"
Yang Fei replied, "Because I also received the legacy from Senior Li Er, so we share the same task and duty."
Lu Chen hesitated for a moment but still fled into the distance.
It’s true he vowed to protect the Earth Human Clan to the best of his ability and to help them restart their cultivation civilization, but he did not think he necessarily had to cooperate with Yang Fei.
In the current situation, he clearly saw that Yang Fei wasn’t looking to cooperate with him but aimed to subdue him instead.
As an outstanding disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, Lu Chen would never be content to be inferior.
"Hmph, you won’t get away," Yang Fei scoffed, recognizing Lu Chen’s intention to flee.
While speaking, he activated his mana, and the Soul Binding Rope shot toward Lu Chen.
A flash of silver light, the Soul Binding Rope whipped towards Lu Chen’s body like invisible lightning.
From dozens of meters away, the powerful and terrifying force of the Soul Binding Rope forcefully and tyrannically penetrated into Lu Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, capturing his primordial spirit.
Lu Chen was terrified.
Facing the attack from the Soul Binding Rope, his current realm could not muster any resistance.
In an instant, Lu Chen’s body lost control of its soul and consciousness, and he plummeted headlong from his flying sword toward the ground.
Yang Fei dashed forward, caught him in one hand, and returned to the scene.
Qin Yanyang saw how effortlessly Yang Fei subdued these Lingxiao Sect disciples, as if slicing through vegetables, and couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel•fire.net
The Soul Binding Rope was truly formidable; facing the Soul Binding Rope, those mid-to-late stage Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Lingxiao Sect had no power to resist.
Du Hui, on the other hand, felt his heart leap in panic, overwhelmed with despair.
His combat strength was comparable to Li Yue, making it difficult to escape when entangled by him. Now, with Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang keeping a close watch and the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast occasionally letting out low roars, it seemed inevitable.
In a matter of moments, out of five brothers, only he was left, and he decisively called out, "Senior Brother Li, stop. I surrender."
Li Yue immediately ceased his attack.
Yang Fei, Qin Yanyang, and the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast formed a triangle, surrounding Du Hui. With Li Yue also keeping an eye from the side, Du Hui knew escape was impossible and simply gave up struggling, saying to Yang Fei, "I’m truly no match for you three and a beast; do as you please."
Yang Fei snorted coldly, "You injured my wife, so you must suffer a bit."
Qin Yanyang hurriedly pulled Yang Fei back, shaking her head, "It was my lack of skill; it’s not his fault. Besides, in the clear opposition earlier, he naturally had to give it his all. For the grand cause of the Earth Human Clan, don’t act rashly."
Li Yue, seeing Qin Yanyang say this, visibly relaxed and nodded, "Yes, Brother Yang, Daoist Friend Qin is right. It’s better to reconcile than to hold grudges. If you really kill Junior Brother Du Hui, it would mean endless strife with the Lingxiao Sect in the future, which would not benefit you at all."
Du Hui felt somewhat comforted hearing Li Yue speak on his behalf, but remembering how Li Yue betrayed everyone and previously entangled him to prevent escape, he secretly harbored resentment, refusing to forgive Li Yue’s actions.
Simultaneously, he noticed the comatose, lost-soul appearance of Ye Wuya, Yun Zong, Lu Chen, and Linglong and couldn’t help feeling anxious. He asked Yang Fei, "What have you done to my fellow brothers and sisters?"
Yang Fei replied, "Don’t worry, they won’t die. I’ve only temporarily separated their primordial spirits from their Sea of Consciousness."
Recalling Lu Chen’s previous lapse of spirit, Du Hui looked cautiously toward the silver-white rope in Yang Fei’s hand.
It was this object that instantly subdued his fellow disciples.
Whatever treasure this is, its power is extraordinary, able to subdue several strong individuals without any resistance or struggle.
This Earth native’s cultivation isn’t especially strong, but with this treasure, he managed to wipe out the Lingxiao Sect’s members; this must be a top-grade magic treasure.
"By the way, Brother Yang, my junior brother Gan Qian was swallowed by the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast. It hasn’t been long; can you ask the beast to spit him out? Otherwise, I fear that with time, Junior Brother Gan Qian might lose his life." Li Yue suddenly recalled something urgently asking Yang Fei.
Yang Fei had seen the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast swallow an opponent with his own eyes, so he nodded in agreement.
He said to the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast, "Quickly release the fellow Daoist from the Lingxiao Sect; do not harm his life."
The Heaven-devouring Divine Beast, now extremely respectful to Yang Fei, obeyed instantly. It gave a low rumble before opening its mouth to spit out Gan Qian.
Gan Qian was covered in thick mucous; a nauseating stench spread as he emerged.
"Cough, cough... Ugh, ugh..."
Gan Qian coughed violently, spitting nauseously.
Seeing Gan Qian, swallowed by the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast, emerge and still alive, Du Hui was both shocked and delighted, casting a grateful glance at both Yang Fei and Li Yue.