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"Who exactly are you?"

When the daoist-robed old man saw Ye Zichen break the formation barrier with a single strike, his heart skipped a beat. The way he looked at Ye Chenfeng had a huge change.

To be able to so easily break through the formation barrier, his attack power must have reached the limit of the Nirvana stage.

"What, you still want to hurt me?"

Relying on his identity as the Son of Heaven, Di Feiyang was not afraid that Ye Chenfeng would harm him. He looked coldly at Ye Chenfeng, who was standing in front of him, and said with confidence.

"Di Feiyang, if it weren't for the fact that you were worried about my strength, you would have already attacked me!" Ye Chenfeng said coldly.

"That's right, your strength is indeed extraordinary!" Di Feiyang nodded his head in a straightforward manner.

"Since my fist is bigger than yours, then can I bully you?!" The corner of Ye Zichen's mouth curled up slightly as he said with a hint of coldness.

"You better think carefully where you are right now. Since you've harmed me, I guarantee that you won't be able to leave Nine Heavens Imperial City alive!" Di Feiyang's eyes narrowed as a cold light flashed through them.

"Is that so?"

Ye Zichen snickered, then his right hand suddenly disappeared into the trajectory of space, before slapping Di Feiyang.

Although Di Feiyang was a Nirvana Realm Supreme Elder, and his attention was focused on Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng's attack speed was too fast. His right hand had also slipped into the spatial trajectory, making it hard for Di Feiyang to defend.

"Pah!"

A crisp slap rang out.

Ye Zichen's huge hand, which was filled with hundreds of millions of pounds of power, fiercely slapped him. The terrifying power broke through his defense, collapsed his face, and sent him flying with a slap. Ye Zichen drew a beautiful arc in the air and crashed into the chair behind him, causing the entire auction hall to fall into chaos.

"Son of Heaven!"

The daoist-robed old man and the others were stunned. They did not expect Ye Chenfeng to be so daring as to attack Di Feiyang in front of everyone.

Liu Mang was scared silly by the scene in front of him. His mind went blank and his entire body started trembling.

"I'll kill you!"

Di Feiyang had never suffered such humiliation before. Ignoring his injuries, he climbed up from the collapsed chair like an angry leopard and summoned a powerful middle-grade saint treasure that was shaped like a crescent moon and sparkled with lightning as it charged towards Ye Chenfeng.

The moment Di Feiyang made his move, the infuriated Di Lingge and the furious Heaven's Sword Light also attacked Ye Zichen, wanting to capture him alive.

"Crack!"

Di Feiyang and the other two attacked together. Ye Zichen remained calm even in the face of danger. He took a light step forward, and a force that exceeded everyone's imagination formed under his feet, causing the ground to crack.

Following which, a large area of space in front of him and Jiao Yuyan began to wrinkle. Layers and layers of space unceasingly dissolved the attacks from Di Feiyang and the other two.

"Thunder Moon Shadow, annihilate!"

Di Feiyang was mad with rage. He continuously poured powerful dao energy into the middle grade saint treasure, increasing the power of Lei Yue's afterimages and shattering the layers of space as he charged towards Ye Zichen.

"You are too weak!"

Just as Lei Yue's figure closed in like a hot knife through butter, Ye Zichen summoned the Spiritual Grade Dao Diagram and struck it. The terrifying power of his Dao intent and several hundred millions of pounds of force directly pushed Lei Yue back.

In the next moment, Ye Zichen's body flashed, and with a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, he appeared in front of the shocked Di Lingge and Jian Tianzhi, then took two steps towards them.

With two stomps, the entire space shook. That terrifying stomp that seemed to be suppressing the nine hells brought with it a force of hundreds of millions of tons shattered the attacks of the two and sent them flying. A large amount of blood sprayed out of their mouths.

Then, Ye Zichen turned into a shadow and appeared in front of Di Feiyang, who had turned pale with fright, as he attacked him.

"Don't try to hurt the Son of Heaven!"

When the daoist-robed old man saw that Di Lingge was in danger, he activated his powerful bloodline's power and punched towards Ye Zichen like a meteor falling to the ground.

"You alone can't save him!"

Ye Zichen let out a cold snort, then punched out with great force towards it.

When Ye Chenfeng's fist collided with the daoist-robed old man's, a surge of Dao power that was beyond the imagination of the daoist-robed old man burst out from Ye Chenfeng's fist and poured into his body, directly sending him flying dozens of meters away. He fiercely crashed onto the coiling dragon stone pillar in the distance, causing him to fall onto the ground in pain, nearly losing the ability to fight again.

"Such powerful strength. Elder Ming, can you tell how strong this person is?"

There were many Nirvana Realm experts who came to participate in the auction. However, when they saw Ye Zichen enter his battle prowess, all of them were stunned. An ordinary-looking girl asked the white-haired old man beside her in a soft voice.

"This person is very powerful. I'm afraid that he is a Supreme Nirvana stage practitioner!" The white-haired old man said in a serious tone.

"When did such a young master appear in our central world?" The woman sucked in a breath of cold air as she spoke.

"This person has definitely changed his appearance. I just wonder what kind of enmity does he have with the Nine Heavens Divine Kingdom? He actually humiliated the son of heaven of the Nine Heavens Imperial Family!" The white-haired elder said.

"Thunder Moon Shadow, 30,000-meter thunder light!"

Although Ye Chenfeng's power was beyond Di Feiyang's imagination, he did not retreat. He clenched his teeth and controlled his middle grade saint treasure to release a large amount of lightning to attack Ye Chenfeng's body.

However, Ye Zichen's current situation was completely different. Not to mention Di Feiyang, even a supreme expert at the Nirvana Realm, could be killed by him with a wave of his hand.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Ye Zichen moved like an unstoppable sword, tearing apart the lightning that was emitted by the afterimage of the Thunder Moon, then appeared in front of Di Feiyang. He raised his hand and continuously slapped Di Feiyang, causing his head to crack, his seven orifices bled, and he was in extreme pain.

"Stop!"

Just as Ye Zichen was deliberately humiliating Di Feiyang, an angry roar sounded out.

A man wearing golden armor and holding a nine feet nine inch long dark golden long spear appeared. His power was extraordinary, and his strength had reached the peak of the Nirvana Realm. He thrust his spear towards Ye Chenfeng.

A spear thrust out like a dragon emerging from the sea, tearing apart space. The friction produced by the spear light and air made many people's eardrums hurt, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

When he saw the golden-armored man pierce Ye Chenfeng's body, Ye Chenfeng quickly pointed out his finger and pointed at the dark golden spear tip.

The terrifying strength and dao energy caused the dark golden spear, which had almost reached the mid-grade saint treasure, to bend, turning into a full moon. One finger forced the golden-armored man to retreat backwards.