Forced to Marry a Female Billionaire CEO-Chapter 687: The Source of Ye Yunfeng’s Power

Chapter 687: Chapter 687: The Source of Ye Yunfeng’s Power

With that, Ye Liang roared, "Charge!"

"CHARGE!"

All the martial artists behind him echoed the shout in unison.

"You think you can stop me? Dream on!"

Seeing this, Han Wang flew into a rage. In his eyes, Innate martial artists were no different from ants. How dare they block his path?

His heart filled with fury. It was one thing for Xu Ke, an Innate Great Perfection master, to block his palm strike—after all, the man’s backing was harder than granite! But what right did this bunch of worthless trash have to stand in his way?

Thus, when Han Wang struck, he gave it his all. The icy aura surged with unprecedented intensity, so potent that even Xu Ke felt a chilling sensation, as if he were freezing solid.

He was going to slaughter this bunch of ignorant fools in a single blow!

To his astonishment, however, the group shouted in unison as strands of True Qi emerged from their bodies and interlinked. Then, the man at the very front thrust out a palm and, under everyone’s disbelieving gaze, met Han Wang’s strike head-on.

"PUH!"

The Innate Initial Stage martial artist who took the blow immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. But to Han Wang’s shock, after spitting blood, the man advanced instead of retreating, slamming another palm toward him.

"What the fuck?!"

Seeing this, everyone finally realized how serious the situation was. They could actually hold Han Wang back? Even though it was obvious they were paying a horrifying price, the sight was still incredible. Under normal circumstances, a single palm from Han Wang would have sent his opponent flying.

Chen Xiong immediately rushed forward, intending to help Han Wang finish them off quickly. But before he could get far, he was intercepted by Ye Liang and his men, who tied him down in a deadlocked struggle.

Even the composed Chen Xiong couldn’t help but curse, "Fuck! If I’d known, I would’ve called Yuan Shang and the others!"

Their expressions turned grim as each of them charged forward, using every technique they knew. Unfortunately, they were all stopped by their opponents’ suicidal tactics, who were trading their lives just to hold them back.

They cursed wildly in their hearts. They had been too proud, as masters of the Innate Great Perfection realm, to call for backup. They wanted to resolve the matter quickly and had come alone. In their minds, mobilizing too many people was not only a hassle but also expensive.

Now, they were drowning in regret.

How had things gone so wrong?!

But after the silent cursing, they all knew that anyone else in their position would have done the same. What normal person could have possibly imagined that Ye Yunfeng’s men could actually hold off so many powerful experts? This was downright unnatural!

Alas, the unnatural was happening right before their eyes.

"It’s too late to call for backup now. We have to find a way to deal with Ye Yunfeng."

Because the eight teams were already sacrificing their lives to stall the Innate Great Perfection masters, no one had the spare capacity to handle Xu Ke. He was the only one not currently engaged in a fight.

Xu Ke’s gaze locked onto Ye Yunfeng.

Seeing Xu Ke’s stare, Ye Yunfeng gave a mocking smile. "What? You want to stop me?"

"Can’t I?" Xu Ke replied coldly.

Ye Yunfeng sneered, "You’re overestimating yourself."

Observing Xu Ke’s demeanor, Ye Yunfeng grew even more certain. The Peak Level Maestro backing him definitely isn’t nearby. That means this battle will end with my victory!

After speaking, Ye Yunfeng ignored Xu Ke, turning his gaze to the coffin behind him.

Xu Ke took a deep breath of the chilling air, his eyes flickering as thoughts raced through his mind. He wasn’t foolish enough to actually fight Ye Yunfeng, even if his goal was to stall him. He knew that with his current strength, taking even a few blows would mean an instant surrender.

But just because he couldn’t fight didn’t mean he couldn’t do anything. He had to buy time.

If I can successfully delay until our people have eliminated Ye Liang and his men, we might still have a chance.

Moreover, Xu Ke had already notified his own people and even sent a message to his second uncle. If his uncle hadn’t boarded the high-speed train home yet, he could still make it in time. Then, even if Ye Yunfeng unleashed his full power, his second uncle could go all out to eliminate him. Even if his uncle’s power came with side effects—such as the death of a close relative—at worst, the consequence would be Xu Ke’s own death. That was a far more acceptable price than the current dire situation, where Ye Yunfeng was on the brink of sweeping through all of Tianhai.

"Ye Yunfeng, I want to ask you a question," Xu Ke said in a deep voice as he watched Ye Yunfeng walk toward the coffin.

"A question? What question?" Ye Yunfeng raised an eyebrow, surprisingly patient. He stopped, looking as if he were more than willing to answer Xu Ke’s queries.

"What is Demonic Qi? Why can it erode True Qi?" Xu Ke asked.

He didn’t expect an answer; he only hoped to waste time.

To his surprise, Ye Yunfeng’s eyebrow twitched. He wants to stall for time?

As Ye Yunfeng considered this, he unexpectedly replied, "What is Demonic Qi? I have no idea what this power is! All I know is that one year, this power suddenly appeared on this mountain. When Yin Ping and I discovered that this power could gradually wear away the True Qi in my body, I realized it was no ordinary force. So Yin Ping and I established the Ye Family on this mountain and began our research."

Hearing this, Xu Ke frowned. So the Demonic Qi is a power that fell from the sky? Where did it come from?

He could only suppress these questions in his heart as he pressed on, "With such powerful Demonic Qi, why did you stay in Tianhai for so long?"

"Because my aptitude for the Martial Path was too poor," Ye Yunfeng said with a slight, composed smile, but his words made Xu Ke’s pupils constrict. "Yin Ping quickly figured out how to use Demonic Qi in battle and how to devour the cultivation from corpses for my use. However, I spent far too much time just taming and mastering the Demonic Qi, which is why I had to remain in Tianhai for so long."

Xu Ke exclaimed in shock, "Devouring corpses?"

"That’s right." Ye Yunfeng smiled, patting the coffin. "In here is the corpse I intend to devour. It seems the Demonic Qi I possess is incomplete; I can’t directly absorb cultivation from the living, so I can only devour corpses devoid of consciousness."

"Through Yin Ping’s research, we concluded that, limited by my cultivation level, the corpse must be a blood relative of mine. This minimizes the rejection reaction. However, once my cultivation reaches the Innate Great Perfection..."

"Heh, no need to wait. I just reached the Innate Great Perfection last night. So right now, I can start devouring corpses that share no blood relation with me. Therefore, all of you should consider it an honor to become a part of my body after you die!"

"Also, before devouring a corpse, I must assimilate its owner’s original Cultivation Technique. In other words, I have to familiarize myself with their technique’s pathways and replicate them within my own body. Only then can I devour them."

"I hope you will all hand over your Cultivation Techniques willingly. Otherwise, it will be quite a bit more trouble for me."

"This method of devouring corpses is quite troublesome, but for someone like me, whose aptitude for the Martial Path isn’t outstanding, it’s an excellent shortcut!"

"I like it very much. What about you, Xu Ke?"

It seemed Ye Yunfeng had never spoken of these things to anyone, as if he had been bottling it all up for years. Now, on the cusp of victory, he couldn’t wait to reveal everything.

When his words fell, and everyone present heard his confession, their faces filled with horror as they stared at him in disbelief.

Did this madman know what he was saying? Such a practice was unheard of in the world of the Martial Path!

Immediately, different thoughts ran through their minds. Wang Wu’s pupils shrank. "What kind of demonic practice is this?"

Damn, a shortcut... Han Wang murmured to himself.

The Yin-Yang Elders exchanged a glance, a single thought flashing between them. Perhaps we can capture him and force him to reveal his method? It could be a path to the peak...

Only Chen Xiong erupted in immediate fury. "Desecrating corpses! Ye Yunfeng, what in the world are you researching?"

"Desecration?" Ye Yunfeng laughed heartily. "This isn’t desecration. They’re all dead. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. How can that be called desecration?"

Just then, Ye Taiqing’s trembling voice, filled with disbelief, sounded from the side. "Ye Yunfeng, what did you just say? The corpses must be your blood relatives?"

"Yes!" Ye Yunfeng turned to look at Ye Taiqing and nodded.

Ye Taiqing’s pupils trembled violently. "Then who is in these four coffins?"

Faced with the question, Ye Yunfeng looked as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. A slow, wide grin spread across his face, followed by an expression of unprecedented joy. "Fourth Uncle, is that even a question?"

"Inside, of course, are my father and my second uncle."

"And also, my own siblings!"