Chapter 59 Breaking the Formation in a Single Step

On the screen, the elevator doors opened, and Ye Feng stepped out from within.

Inside the conference hall, everyone from the five major families simultaneously fixed their eyes on the young man on the screen.

Apart from the Cui family and the Su family, who had caught a brief glimpse of Ye Feng, the members of the other three families were seeing him for the very first time.

"Is this the backing the Bai family invited? How young he is!" the elderly head of the Ji family said in disbelief.

Having heard that he was young, they had originally imagined a robust man in his thirties or forties, but to their surprise, he was barely in his twenties?

"Elder Cui, you and your son fell into the hands of this brat? Surely not?"

The head of the Tan family spoke with a hint of schadenfreude, excited at having discovered a weakness in the Cui family. Perhaps afterwards, the four families could join forces to carve up the Cui family.

"Hmph!" Elder Cui snorted coldly. "Insects of summer cannot speak of ice!"

Elder Cui couldn't be bothered to explain, largely because even he couldn't articulate just how powerful Ye Feng truly was.

In any case, he trusted Ye Feng and was willing to take a gamble.

"Weren't they saying that a formation had already been set up outside the elevator? Why is there still no reaction after that brat walked out?"

The head of the Chang family asked curiously.

At that moment, the old man dressed in tattered Taoist robes stroked his beard lightly and smiled, "Do not panic, everyone."

"The formation I have laid down only reveals its effects to those present on the scene. How could cameras and other equipment possibly capture it?"

"Look, that brat has stopped. Because the scenery outside the elevator is about to transform into something resembling hell!"

"In less than three seconds, I guarantee that brat will be scared out of his wits, fleeing in blind panic!"

Hearing this, the crowd stared intently at the screen with great interest, eagerly anticipating the good show about to unfold.

As for the father and son of the Su family, they could not help exchanging glances, wondering whether Ye Feng would successfully get through this ordeal.

...

At this moment, Ye Feng stepped out of the elevator.

He immediately felt gusts of chilly wind, accompanied by an illusory ghost shadow rushing straight toward him.

Such a bizarre and eerie scene would have frightened an ordinary person nearly to death.

However, Ye Feng possessed profound cultivation and was long capable of piercing through various illusions.

Not to mention such conjured evil spirits and vicious ghosts, even if real demons and monsters were to appear, Ye Feng would simply cut them down with a single sword without batting an eye.

Facing the overlapping ghost shadows before him, Ye Feng merely smiled dismissively.

"Golden light shines swiftly, enshrouding my body!"

As Ye Feng formed hand seals and chanted an incantation, brilliant golden light suddenly burst forth around his entire body.

With a wave of his hand, the hellish illusion before him was instantly swept away like wind clearing autumn leaves.

Naturally, the golden light surrounding Ye Feng at this moment could not be transmitted to the conference hall via the cameras.

Therefore, inside the hall, watching through the screen as Ye Feng waved his hands repeatedly, it looked as though he were swatting at empty air.

To the onlookers, they could not help bursting into loud laughter, praising, "Just as Daoist Master Pang predicted, that brat must be terrified out of his wits! Haha..."

"Daoist Master Pang is truly a divine man!"

"Eh!?" Yet only Daoist Master Pang seemed to sense something, feeling suspicious in his heart: Could that brat actually possess some genuine skill?

Others might not understand what was happening, but as the creator of the formation, he could still sense what was transpiring within it.

"Very well! Since illusions cannot scare you off, I shall let you witness the true Avici Hell!"

Daoist Master Pang cast a spell from afar, once again activating another profound aspect of the formation—the Manifestation of the Ghost General!

In an instant.

The illusory landscape outside the elevator shifted once more.

From the depths of the abyss, a monster rose from the ground, standing like a ghostly deity right in the middle of the pathway.

It stood over three meters tall, nearly reaching the ceiling, clad in black armor that burned with emerald-green flames, wielding a massive mysterious battle-axe whose every swing generated fierce winds and blazing fire.

"Oh!?" Seeing this, Ye Feng's expression flickered slightly.

Unlike the sheer illusions from just moments ago, the ghost general before him now, though still an illusory projection, possessed attacks that were entirely real.

This was precisely the ghost general that Master Pang had painstakingly cultivated over many years, pouring a great deal of effort into it.

—Boom!

The ghost general stepped forward.

Instantly, the ground beneath its feet trembled violently and cracked.

Such formidable power was something even a grandmaster-level martial artist specializing in physical tempering would find difficult to match.

—Whoosh!

Immediately following.

The ghost general raised the massive axe in its hands high and brought it crashing down directly toward Ye Feng.

"Heh... To think that the person who set up this formation actually had such a trump card up his sleeve?"

"Unfortunately, the minor sprite he has raised is going to completely vanish today!"

Too fast to ponder, it happened in the blink of an eye.

The giant axe chopped down head-on, its momentum resembling a collapsing sky and shattering earth, crushing everything beneath its might.

Facing this terrifying strike, Ye Feng slowly raised his hand.

He actually intended to use his bare flesh and blood to forcefully block the assault of the massive axe!

"What a reckless and suicidal brat!"

Inside the hall, watching this move through the screen, even Daoist Master Pang was stunned.

He had never expected that Ye Feng would dare not only to stand his ground without dodging, but also to catch the blow directly with his bare arm?!

"Then I shall sever that arm of his first, to let him know the consequences!"

A cold sneer tugged at the corner of Daoist Master Pang's mouth.

In an instant.

The razor-sharp blade of the giant axe slammed heavily into the center of Ye Feng's palm.

Crack—

Yet looking at Ye Feng's palm, not only was it not split open by the axe, but faint arcs of lightning began to coil around it.

Following that, the lightning took shape, weaving into a massive net that instantly bound the blade of the giant axe, wrapping tightly around it.

As it turned out, the giant axe had not touched a fraction of Ye Feng's palm; instead, it was caught as if falling into a magical net, instantly hoisted up and suspended high in mid-air.

"How is that possible!?"

This sight left Daoist Master Pang pale with shock.

Because he was not on the scene and was separated by the screen, Daoist Master Pang could not discern what profound mysteries were hidden within Ye Feng's palm.

However, the fact that the axe strike had missed and been suspended instead genuinely made him feel as though he were facing a formidable enemy, stirring deep unease in his heart.

Daoist Master Pang could no longer sit still. He immediately stood up, intending to head outside to check on the situation.

If things took a turn for the worse, he needed to recall the ghost general at once.

However, Ye Feng would never give him that opportunity.

Just as Ye Feng restrained the giant axe with the power of his lightning net,

He followed up by using his other hand to unleash a Palm Thunder strike straight at the ghost general's chest.

"Thunderous Might!"

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared across the space, plunging the surroundings into pitch darkness!

Looking at the giant ghost general, it was as if struck by the combined force of five thunderbolts; with a deafening crash, it shattered into countless pieces and was instantly obliterated into nothingness!

Finally, Ye Feng took another heavy step forward, gathering his momentum in one breath to break the formation!

"Break for me!"

Accompanied by Ye Feng's furious shout, countless bolts of lightning whipped up fierce winds that swept across the entire area.

All the illusions created by the surrounding formation cracked like glass and shattered completely.

"Ah—!"

At that moment, Daoist Master Pang, who had just gotten to his feet, let out a sudden, miserable scream. Clutching his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face frozen in horror.

"Damn brat, how dare you break my formation and destroy my foundation?!"