After the previous chase and battle, Yang Fei had already developed an understanding of the strength of these Lingxiao Sect people.
In terms of pure cultivation realm, they were half a level higher than both him and Qin Yanyang. Especially since they possessed strange magic treasures and talismans, their combat power could be enhanced, making them very formidable.
But he himself possessed the Soul Binding Rope, in addition to having an understanding of their cultivation techniques, and he had already detailedly understood their save-life methods by reading information from their Sea of Consciousness during the God’s Time when activating the Nine-Nine Returning to One Array.
So regarding these outstanding disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, Yang Fei had absolute confidence in coping.
Not to mention, he had just teamed up with the Heaven-devouring Beast and Qin Yanyang to deal with five of them at once and had achieved victory.
Now that Li Yue sincerely befriended him, and Lu Chen was subdued by his methods, after being tormented by the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast many times, was in a state of extreme weakness.
As for Du Hui, although he had not been extracted for his Primordial Spirit by the Soul Binding Rope, it was clear he was intimidated by the scene of his senior brothers’ Primordial Spirits being extracted, thus did not dare to harbor ill intentions.
Thinking of this, Yang Fei nodded towards Lu Chen and said, "Fine, but I hope you few will properly advise the others not to provoke my patience again. If you insist on becoming enemies of our Earth Human Clan, I won’t be merciful."
In the end, his eyes showed murderous intent.
Lu Chen, Du Hui, Li Yue, and Gan Qian all shuddered. Being people of the cultivation world, they had all reached the Foundation Establishment Stage after various sect growth tasks, all of them resolute and ruthless, their hands stained with other cultivators’ blood.
But at this moment, the killing intent from Yang Fei made them secretly startled.
This young man, at such a young age, was so full of murderous intent, seemingly having killed more people than even them.
Li Yue quickly said, "Brother Yang, rest assured, I will definitely persuade them."
Lu Chen also said, "I, Lu Chen, although not a hero, will never renege on my words. Since I obtained the talismanic array inheritance from Senior Li Er, I will consider the Earth Human Clan as friends and will do my best to safeguard them."
Yang Fei no longer had a god’s perspective at this moment, unsure how much of Lu Chen’s words were trustworthy, but the sincerity and firmness in his tone suggested he wasn’t lying.
Of course, the most important thing was that Yang Fei had the Soul Binding Rope in hand, confident he could suppress these people once more.
Thus, he wasted no more words, activated the Soul Binding Rope with mana, and as his mind stirred, the Primordial Spirits of Linglong, Ye Wuya, and Yun Zong imprisoned inside were released. This update is available on noveⅼfire.net
As their Primordial Spirits returned to the Sea of Consciousness, they opened their eyes, their expressions filled with horror and dread.
Although their Primordial Spirits had only been extracted from the Sea of Consciousness for a short time, when imprisoned inside the Soul Binding Rope, their Primordial Spirit Thought Power had been eroded by a mysterious force. Upon awakening, they were filled with lingering fear, feeling their mental state had much deteriorated compared to before.
Linglong opened her eyes and saw her senior brothers all present, though each was somewhat haggard and disheveled, they were alive and free. She was overjoyed and said, "Senior Brother, are you all alright?"
Everyone shook their heads, indicating no major issues.
Suddenly, Gan Qian said, "Why is one missing? It’s... Senior Brother Sun Lei, why isn’t he here?"
"Right, Senior Brother Sun Lei, where is he? Hasn’t he come out yet?"
"Senior Brother Li Yue, you came out first, did you see Senior Brother Sun Lei come out?" Linglong asked Li Yue.
The others also looked towards Li Yue.
The mood of these Lingxiao Sect disciples towards Li Yue was very complicated.
Though they could hate him for betrayal, he hadn’t actually harmed anyone, nor taken direct action against them.
In fact, were it not for his constant pleas to Yang Fei for leniency, they might have been killed or suffered greatly.
Facing the stares of his senior brothers and junior sisters, Li Yue showed a look of anguish.
Previously agreed with Yang Fei, he was to hide the truth of Sun Lei being killed by Yang Fei, to prevent everyone from turning against Yang Fei. But under their gazes, he felt he couldn’t hide the truth, thus looked to Yang Fei.
Seeing Li Yue’s expression, Yang Fei knew he couldn’t keep it hidden. Moreover, his mindset had shifted; Sun Lei’s death seemed not worth hiding. He said, "Sun Lei coveted my wife’s beauty and wanted to kill me, so I killed him."
As he spoke, he seemed to recall something and added, "Oh, by the way, though his body was destroyed by me, his Primordial Spirit might still be in the Soul Binding Rope."
Upon hearing that Sun Lei was killed by Yang Fei, except for Li Yue, everyone’s expressions changed dramatically.
Though Sun Lei was cunning, to these Lingxiao Sect disciples, he was a fellow sect brother. They shared a journey to Earth, and there was some camaraderie.
Now hearing of Sun Lei’s death at Yang Fei’s hands, they felt both fear of Yang Fei’s power and resentment over the sect bond.
Ye Wuya, being the senior disciple and leader of this Lingxiao Sect group, having lost a junior brother, looked to Li Yue with inquiries in his eyes.
Li Yue, bracing himself, nodded, "Junior Brother Sun Lei is indeed deceased."
He then briefly recounted Sun Lei’s demise.
The six from Lingxiao Sect were both shocked and startled, unable to believe Yang Fei had actually killed Sun Lei.
At this moment, Yang Fei waved the Soul Binding Rope, and a faint Primordial Spirit shadow appeared before them.
This was the materialized form of Sun Lei’s Primordial Spirit.
However, having only recently achieved the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was unable to fully materialize. Once completely separated from the Sea of Consciousness, it couldn’t survive long, soon to dissipate—according to the cultivation world’s terms: its Primordial Spirit would be annihilated, dead in both body and soul.
Only, Sun Lei’s Primordial Spirit let out a panic-stricken cry, unable to locate his body, spiraling into panic.
Yang Fei cast a calm glance at this Primordial Spirit and said, "Your body has been destroyed by me, leaving no remains."
"You little thief, I’ll kill you!"
Sun Lei’s faint Primordial Spirit materialized angrily roared, rushing towards Yang Fei.
This Primordial Spirit materialization lacked physical attack potency, but its pressure was immense, with significant mental destructive power.
Qin Yanyang’s heart skipped, her face showing fear.
Evidently, Sun Lei’s Primordial Spirit was far stronger than hers.
Yang Fei also felt somewhat uncertain; indubitably, this was the Primordial Spirit of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. According to the memory extracted from Sun Lei, he had been cultivating for seventy-three years, nurturing his Sea of Consciousness Primordial Spirit for fifty-five years, abetted by the various soul-nourishing magic treasures and elixirs of the cultivation world. Upon release, it attained a certain materialized state, truly stronger than both his and Qin Yanyang’s Divine Soul Thought Power.
Yet he did not panic, wielding the Soul Binding Rope with a brisk motion, a silver-white whip landed precisely on Sun Lei’s faintly materialized Primordial Spirit.
A blood-curdling scream echoed.
Sun Lei’s already unstable Primordial Spirit became blurry and nearly transparent, almost disappearing.
Ye Wuya, Li Yue, and the other Lingxiao Sect people witnessed this scene with expressions of terror and horror.
They saw Sun Lei’s Primordial Spirit, under Yang Fei’s strike, was reduced by three to four tenths, becoming extremely weak, almost ready to dissolve at any moment.
This magic artifact, whatever it was, was simply terrifying.
With this object in hand, at the same realm, this boy was virtually invincible.