"You..." Elder Qi looked at Ye Feng, shock written all over his face, clutching his stomach, but he was unable to utter a word.
Ye Feng gazed indifferently at Elder Qi, his eyes revealing disdain, without saying a word.
Elder Qi clutched his stomach and staggered backward step by step, retreating a good four or five steps.
Then, after stopping, Elder Qi was drenched in sweat, with droplets continuously streaming down from his forehead. His body trembled, knees bent, and he slowly knelt down on the ground.
"Bang!" Soon after, Elder Qi, clutching his stomach, collapsed to his knees.
"Wah~" Finally, Elder Qi could no longer hold it in, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Everyone clearly sensed that Elder Qi no longer seemed as formidable as before.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" The crowd was shocked, viewing Elder Qi and feeling incredulous.
You see, Elder Qi was a Grandmaster, but now, in the presence of Ye Feng, he couldn’t even take a punch and was directly knocked to his knees by Ye Feng.
"How is it possible! You... how can you possibly be a Grandmaster!" Finally, Jiang Haoyuan shouted in astonishment.
Jiang Haoyuan couldn’t comprehend it. Ye Feng only looked to be in his twenties, yet he was a Grandmaster-level powerhouse, easily defeating Elder Qi.
Jiang Haoyuan’s worldview was completely overturned—they always said the youngest Grandmasters were around forty years old. But here was Ye Feng, clearly only in his twenties. Even if Ye Feng had become a Grandmaster in his thirties, it would have been more acceptable to Jiang Haoyuan, but now, Ye Feng was not only a Grandmaster but also so young, how could Jiang Haoyuan accept this?
"Grandmaster!" In a flash, everyone in the room erupted, the scene like a pot boiling over, each one shocked and wide-eyed. In their minds, every Grandmaster should be a venerable elder, over fifty years old, just like Elder Qi.
But none of them had imagined that Ye Feng was a Young Master—a youth who was already a Grandmaster-level powerhouse. This was too much for everyone to accept, leaving them utterly shocked.
However, Ye Feng remained aloof and calm. To him, this wasn’t even worth boasting about.
Just then, Elder Qi caught his breath, looked at Ye Feng with pain etched across his face, and roared loudly, "You... you’re so ruthless... You’ve actually crippled my cultivation!"
"What!" Hearing Elder Qi’s words, the crowd was even more astonished. They hadn’t realized that Ye Feng had not only defeated Elder Qi with a single punch but had also crippled his cultivation.
Nevertheless, Ye Feng wore a look of scorn and said dismissively, "I had already warned that if you didn’t leave, I would cripple your cultivation. Did you really think my words were but idle breath?"
Following this, Ye Feng took steps toward Jiang Haoyuan, who showed a look of terror and stammered, "Ye Feng, what do you want to do? You... don’t... don’t come here!"
Ye Feng’s eyes revealed disdain: "You call yourself the president of the Heavenly Dao Society, but do you really deserve the title ’Heavenly Dao’?"
Faced with Ye Feng’s invisible, terrifying pressure, Jiang Haoyuan turned and fled in terror, but after only a few steps, Ye Feng lifted his right hand and flicked his thumb and middle finger, shooting forth a True Essence Qi Bomb.
"Pfft~~" Blood splattered as Jiang Haoyuan’s knee was pierced by Ye Feng’s True Essence Qi Bomb.
Jiang Haoyuan stumbled and fell to the ground, emitting a painful scream, "My leg! My leg! My leg is broken!"
Ye Feng said indifferently, "It’s not just your leg, I’m also going to cripple your cultivation..."
"Puff!" As his words fell, Ye Feng flicked his finger, and instantly a True Essence Qi Bomb burst forth, striking Jiang Haoyuan’s stomach and shattering his dantian. In an instant, Jiang Haoyuan felt his dantian break apart.
"Wah!" A stream of blood ejected from his mouth, and then Jiang Haoyuan felt as if his internal organs were aflame, his Inner Strength rapidly dissipating. His breath weakened, and his strength ebbed.
"My cultivation, my cultivation!" Jiang Haoyuan screamed in agony.
"Ye Feng, you actually crippled my cultivation, you dare cripple my cultivation, I will make you die, I will make you die!" Jiang Haoyuan’s eyes went wild, his expression fierce and hideous.
"Wah!" Jiang Haoyuan, in his fury, spat out another mouthful of blood and then collapsed to the ground, falling into complete unconsciousness.
Watching this scene, Elder Qi roared, "Ye Feng, how dare you cripple our cultivation. You will regret this! We are from the Jiang Family, and they will never let you off. They will make you and your family suffer the Jiang Family’s wrath and completely disappear from this world. You will regret this!"
Ye Feng furrowed his brow, looked indifferently at Elder Qi, and asked, "Do you really want to die?"
A chilling light flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes, causing Elder Qi’s heart to panic. He sensed the light but pure hint of murderous intent from Ye Feng—as if his throat had been sealed, and with just a slight twist, he could be easily snuffed out.
Elder Qi immediately closed his mouth, his back drenched in cold sweat. All of his words were caught in his throat by a single glance, a single sentence from Ye Feng, and he dared not utter another word.
"Go back and tell the Jiang Family that it was I, Ye Feng, who crippled them. If they dare to trouble me again, they will bear the consequences!" Ye Feng stated.
Afterward, Mu Yun and the others carried away the unconscious Jiang Haoyuan and the severely injured Elder Qi.
Ye Feng then said indifferently, "Nothing more to see here, everyone go back..."
The onlooking crowd nodded and before long, everyone had departed, leaving only Ye Feng and Hu Yunyun. At this moment, Hu Yunyun hung her head, her eyes somewhat dim.
With Hu Yunyun’s intelligence, she must have guessed why Jiang Haoyuan suddenly decided to break up with her, and even resorted to physical violence. All of it had been orchestrated by Ye Feng.