Chapter 163: Insidious and Cunning

The Heavenly King Alliance had lost the majority of its combat strength in nearly a single day. For those who harbored deep resentment toward the alliance, such news was undoubtedly an exceptional opportunity.

Yet, even an aging lion retains its fearsome majesty.

Throughout the night, no less than ten groups of people, with furtive and shifty eyes, peered toward the courtyard, yet not a single one dared to put their intentions into action.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the entire world seemed to suffer a violent earthquake, trembling intensely.

In the blink of an eye, led by two powerful Spirit Emperors, over sixty experts from the Sacred Land suddenly revealed their figures, surging forward through the air with an aura of killing intent.

Fall back...

Seeing this, the forty-some members of the Heavenly King Alliance stationed outside made no attempt to engage these foes, instead retreating rapidly into the courtyard.

"Whelps of the Heavenly King Alliance, tonight shall be your doom! Charge in, leave none alive..." In the void, an elder from the Sacred Land roared like a booming bell, his face fierce and ruthless.

This was a restless night, and everyone had anticipated that some turbulence would inevitably occur.

Yet no one expected this turbulence to be the decisive battle between the Sacred Land and the Heavenly King Alliance.

"Eh, how can there be no one?" When a dozen murderous Sacred Land experts charged into a particular row of rooms in the courtyard, they were astonished to find every single room completely empty.

Situations similar to theirs were happening simultaneously in all other parts.

In the end, all sixty-some Sacred Land experts stood blankly in the courtyard, utterly at a loss.

Swish, swish, swish, swish...

The next moment, the surrounding earth churned violently, and figure after figure materialized around them as if by magic within the span of a few breaths.

Ye Feng brushed the sand and soil from his body, casting his gaze upon the Sacred Land experts trapped in the center. At this moment, Second Brother Ye dearly wished to shout out loud: Listen up, people inside, you are already surrounded! Drop your weapons and put your hands behind your heads!

The moment the four to five hundred Heavenly King Alliance members revealed themselves, the sixty-some Sacred Land experts trapped in the middle were struck with sheer terror. In their panic, they instinctively squeezed toward the very center, as if safety could only be found there.

"You brat Ye Feng, what a cunning scheme..." Among the crowd, a red-robed elder turned purplish in the face, his hair and beard standing on end as he glared at Ye Feng and spoke in a chilling voice.

He had believed that with their meticulous plotting, even if they could not poison all members of the Heavenly King Alliance to death, at the very least they could render over ninety percent of them devoid of combat capability.

Yet the moment Ye Feng and the others appeared, he knew that his seemingly flawless plot had long since been seen through by the enemy.

"If a man has no intent to kill a tiger, the tiger still harbors the intent to devour man. Self-preservation, everything is for self-preservation!"

Ye Feng acted as though he felt rather shy at the elder's words. He lowered his head, coyly tracing circles with the toe of his shoe.

"I'd very much like to know, did our scout betray us, or were they captured by you?" Fighting down the urge to vomit, the elder glared at Ye Feng with eyes that shot forth rays of murderous light.

On the other side, Ye Feng found this seemingly tedious banter to be filled with intense fascination.

For every single fact verified dealt a heavier blow to the morale of the Sacred Land group.

No matter who it was, upon realizing that a plan they deemed flawless had been treated like a child's game by the opponent from the very beginning, the first emotion to rise within their hearts would be shock... followed by fear.

Perhaps after these initial emotions, some inherently ruthless individuals would charge forward recklessly to fight for their lives. But for the majority, as fact after fact was verified, the fear in their hearts would deepen layer by layer, until eventually they could not even muster the will to engage in battle.

It was precisely under such circumstances that four severely injured youths were escorted over by a few members of the Heavenly King Alliance.

"They're not bad at all, barely qualified to be called good actors!" Ye Feng pointed at the four dying youths, speaking with keen interest.

"Throw them in. I'll grant you a final quarter of an hour for a family reunion!" Ye Feng waved his hand, signaling for the captives to be released.

Yet most people failed to notice that while he spoke, his left hand had quietly slipped behind his back, subtly executing a gesture.

Amidst Xiao Chong's look of utter disdain, more than forty core members of the Heavenly King Alliance channeled their spiritual energy almost simultaneously.

Boom, boom, boom...

The next moment, while the Sacred Land group remained completely unprepared, a boundless deluge of spiritual energy descended upon them.

"You shameless brat!" Accompanied by an angry roar, a Sacred Land elder lunged into the void in a sorry state, trembling with rage.

He simply could not comprehend: you bastards already completely hold the upper hand, why on earth are you still launching a sneak attack?!

What was even more infuriating was that your damn leader had explicitly stated he would give them a quarter of an hour, so why hadn't even a tenth of that time passed before you struck...

"How could you do this... How could you be like this... So shameless... How could your hands bear to do it... So lacking in righteousness!" On the other side, Ye Feng crossed his eyes in indignation, pointing a condemning finger at the forty-some Heavenly King Alliance experts with a look of high-minded righteousness.

"My apologies, my apologies... These subordinates of mine are simply too disobedient... Are you all alright?" After lecturing his subordinates, Ye Feng bowed repeatedly toward the elder in the void, wearing an expression as sincere as could be, his attitude as agreeable as possible.

Pfft...

How could the elder fail to see through this mockery? Enraged, he spat out a mouthful of stale blood and remained speechless for a long while.

"Don't get excited, please don't get excited!"

Executing his Flood Dragon Soars footwork, Ye Feng's figure rapidly ascended into the void, making as if to step forward and examine the elder's injuries.

Swish...

The next instant, every hair on the elder's body stood on end as he rapidly shifted several yards sideways through the air.

Simultaneously, two streaks of golden light brushed right past his garments and shot into the void.

"You... You are shameless..." The elder gasped for breath, nearly coughing up another mouthful of blood.

Down below, Jia Luo and the others wore strange expressions as they looked at Ye Feng in the void. At this moment, a single thought arose in almost everyone's mind: This fellow's shameless divine art has actually improved once again...

"Apologies, apologies... A slip of the hand... Truly a slip of the hand! I really didn't mean to attack!"

Swish...

Before the words had even faded, a blade radiance several yards long slashed down fiercely through the air, showing not the slightest intention of holding back.

Boom...

On the other side, the elder waved his hand, unleashing a boundless torrent of spiritual energy that poured forth like cascading waterfalls.

Having lived to this age, how could the elder lack cunning? He too had harbored thoughts of a sneak attack earlier, only to encounter someone far more shameless than himself who refused to give him the chance to strike first.

"Attack! A bunch of idiots!" In the void, Ye Feng rapidly retreated, pointing at the crowd below with an expression of deep disappointment.