Chapter 1661 Did I let you speak?

“I…” Ling Yuanqiao opened his mouth, but was speechless, unable to say anything.

In the hearts of all those from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, the place they lived in had abundant Spiritual Qi, hundreds of times stronger than the Secular World.

At the same time, their Cultivation was also higher, with experts as numerous as clouds, and it was precisely because of this that people from the Secular World were merely ants in their eyes.

But the current situation had completely overturned this perception; although these people lived in the Secular World, any one of these experts, when casually brought out, was hundreds of times stronger than them. How could they argue with that?

Everything was about strength, and now that others' strength surpassed theirs, these people no longer held any advantage in their hearts.

“Kid, you, an ant from the Secular World, actually dare to speak to us, people from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, like that…”

Yet, there was still someone so ignorant; a Disciple from the Wuji Sect stepped forward at this moment.

This fellow had been brainwashed by the ideology of being superior for many years and couldn't adapt to the current situation for a while, even forgetting about Nangong Xuan, who was still lying in the pit.

“Did I give you permission to speak?”

Ye Bufan's murderous Aura suddenly surged, a cold glint flashed in his hand, and then the man's head, filled with astonishment, flew high into the air, a gush of hot blood spraying on the spot.

At this, the people from the Kunlun Immortal Realm were completely stunned, each one showing a look of terror, standing there as silent as cicadas in winter, no one daring to say another word.

Ye Bufan's cold gaze swept across the entire scene: “How dare you trash treat others as ants? You don’t even realize that in my eyes, you are not even as good as ants.”

Ling Yuanqiao swallowed hard again: “No matter what, we are from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, from the Wuji Sect. If you dare to harm us, the Wuji Sect will not let you go.”

At this point, he had no other cards to play and could only cling desperately to the Wuji Sect.

“Not let me go? If I couldn’t find where the Kunlun Immortal Realm is, I would directly go and destroy your Wuji Sect!”

Ye Bufan said loudly, “Besides, I’ve already killed that Nangong Xuan, so why would I care about you people?”

Although he didn't understand the identities of these people, he could tell from their Cultivation that the deceased Nangong Xuan was the only Martial Saint Peak, and naturally, the leader of these people.

“I…” Ling Yuanqiao was filled with despair. Indeed, it was true; killing one was killing, and killing two was killing.

Having killed Nangong Xuan, the Sect Leader’s senior Disciple, whether he let them go or not, the situation with the Wuji Sect was already one of irreconcilable enmity.

Thinking of this, he completely abandoned the idea of negotiation and, with a movement of his body, rushed towards the edge of the crowd.

Just now, he had secretly chosen a Breakthrough point, thinking that women should be easier to bully, so the final direction for his Breakthrough was towards the petite and lovely Yi Luoxiang.

Seeing that this fellow actually intended to Breakthrough from here, Yi Luoxiang's lips curved into a sly smile, then she put on a look of fright.

Ling Yuanqiao was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed he had indeed chosen the right direction. He fiercely threw a punch.

This time, he unleashed his full strength without any reservation, intending to kill this woman in one blow and then quickly escape.

But just as his fist drew closer, Yi Luoxiang's face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, and then she also threw a punch, a powerful Aura sweeping forth.

“My goodness! It’s a Martial Saint Great Perfection.”

Ling Yuanqiao's heart immediately sank into despair. Although he had seen that the opponent was also a Martial Saint expert before, he thought she was only an Early Stage Martial Saint, at most the same Middle Stage as himself.

But he never expected her to be so powerful, completely overwhelming him.

In a flash, the two fists collided, and with a crisp crack, his arm was actually broken by Yi Luoxiang.

Then, his entire body flew backward like a broken sack, falling to the ground with a thud.

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled coldly: “Now do you know you’re an ant?”

“I… I was wrong, please just let me go. I promise I will never trouble you again, and I will persuade the Wuji Sect to give up seeking revenge…”

Unable to win and unable to run, Ling Yuanqiao could only humble himself and beg for mercy.

“You’re thinking too much. I’m not afraid of you causing trouble, nor am I afraid of the Wuji Sect.”

Ye Bufan finished speaking, a flash of blade light in his hand, and he directly cut off the opponent's head.

The incident at Yunxia Mountain had taught him a lesson: one must not show any mercy to enemies, otherwise, there would be endless troubles.

With Ling Yuanqiao dead, the remaining Disciples were completely desperate, falling to their knees with a thud, “Mr. Ye, this matter was all done by Nangong Xuan and Ling Yuanqiao, it has nothing to do with us…”

Ye Bufan looked at them coldly: “Kill them all!”

He naturally wouldn't be deceived by these people's pretense; if he hadn't returned in time, their wickedness would have been no less than that of Nangong Xuan and Ling Yuanqiao.

As soon as his voice fell, Ye Tian stepped forward, delivering a punch to each of the remaining people, resolving them all.

These people, until the last moment of their lives, still had despair and incomprehension in their eyes.

Weren't they from the high and mighty Kunlun Immortal Realm? What about the saying that people from the Secular World were all ants, that money could be taken freely, and beautiful women could be snatched freely? How did they end up like this?

Now that everything was resolved, Lin Zhentian stepped forward and asked, “What exactly happened? Where did these people come from?”

Ye Bufan recounted the events and finally said, “When I was in the capital, I once destroyed the wicked Ling Family, and that person just now was the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family, from the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

They came this time to seek revenge on me. Fortunately, we returned in time, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.”

“What, people from the Kunlun Immortal Realm?”

These words were spoken very casually by Ye Bufan, but upon hearing them, Lin Zhentian's expression changed dramatically.

“Father, what's wrong? Is this Kunlun Immortal Realm something special?” Ye Bufan said, “I think it's just an exaggeration, calling themselves an Immortal Realm, they're just some Cultivators, after all.”

“Things are not as simple as you think.”

Lin Zhentian said with a solemn expression, “Master, before his death, also mentioned this Kunlun Immortal Realm. About a hundred years ago, a group of people from the Kunlun Immortal Realm once wreaked havoc in Huaxia, burning, killing, and plundering. They can be said to have done all sorts of evil.

When the various major Schools of Huaxia united and prepared to counterattack, they suddenly retreated and could no longer be found.

Martial Dao practitioners refer to this period of history as the ‘Calamity of Kunlun,’ but too much time has passed, and not many people know this history anymore.

Many years later, these people never appeared again. Originally, it was thought to be an isolated incident, but who would have thought they would come again today.”

“That’s right, it was exactly 100 years.”

At this moment, Changsun Wugong, who had recovered for the most part, walked over, “My sister died at the hands of these people back then, so I remember that day very clearly. Today marks exactly 100 years.”

After hearing the two speak, Ye Bufan's expression darkened. He had originally thought these people were just seeking revenge on him, but it seemed things were not as simple as he imagined.

And just then, a figure sped in from outside, it was Situ Changkong of Xuanyuan Pavilion.