Chapter 320: Chapter 319 Willingly Submitting
The North Witch Leader spoke, "Look at him, so young. Just a brat. What help can he possibly be to our Witch Clan? He might just end up being a burden to all our tribes!"
"Indeed!" the Liao Witch Leader scoffed.
The West Witch Leader simply ignored him. He believed it was impossible to reach such a high level of cultivation at that age. The Dong Witch Queen must have been deceived by so charlatan from the Secular World.
The Dong Witch Queen quickly said to Ye Fan, "That’s just their temper. I hope you can forgive them!"
Ye Fan replied, "It’s alright. I understand."
"Hmph! We’re just speaking the truth," the West Witch Leader said disdainfully.
Black Fog nearly made a move, unleashing his formidable murderous aura. In an instant, the North Witch Leader and the other two leaders were stunned; they hadn’t expected Black Fog to be so powerful.
They were all accomplished Martial Artists. Although they had not yet reached the profound King Level, their strength was not to be underestimated. With their witchcraft—a power not to be taken lightly, even compared to the formidable Martial Arts—their combat strength was effectively at the King Level.
But the aura Black Fog released made even them grow apprehensive, proving he was a formidable figure who could not be overlooked.
At this mont, Black Fog said, "Speak politely. Although our leader is good-natured and doesn’t take issue with you, if you dare to insult him again, don’t bla
for being discourteous!"
The three leaders said nothing, as Black Fog was indeed powerful.
Then, Ye Fan smiled. "The three of you must have misunderstood , but in this age where strength is everything, your misunderstanding is quite normal. How about this? To convince you, I’ll take on all three of you at once. What do you think?"
"Kid, you’re too arrogant!" the three leaders said coldly. "Let’s hope your strength is as great as your boasts!"
"How dare you speak to him like that!" Black Fog rebuked.
The three leaders were not afraid of Black Fog; after all, this was the Witch Clan’s main base, filled with countless masters. Even a solitary Emperor Level expert would be annihilated in the sea of Witch Clan mbers here.
Just as a fight was about to break out, the South Witch Queen quickly interjected, "He’s right. I think a friendly sparring match would be a good idea!"
"Fine, kid! I’ll give you a three-move handicap!" the North Witch Leader shouted at Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan shook his head. "I don’t need anyone to go easy on . North Witch Leader, show
your real strength!"
"Is that so?" he roared, charging at Ye Fan. He intended to crush him with his towering stature.
The West Witch Leader and the Liao Witch Leader also made their moves. They displayed their strongest combat power, closing in on Ye Fan from three different directions, clearly aiming to subdue him with a single, decisive strike.
Throughout this, Ye Fan remained motionless.
But just as they ca within five ters of him, he finally moved. "Pure Yang Power!" he shouted.
He unleashed an infinite torrent of Pure Yang Power. The violent Gang Qi seed to rip through the air, instantly blasting through the space between the three n.
"ARGH!"
The three leaders scread. As the Pure Yang Power dissipated, they were left half-kneeling on the ground in utter shock. They had never imagined Ye Fan’s strength could be so terrifyingly imnse. Being defeated so effortlessly in a single move, despite using their full strength, was a bitter pill to swallow.
It wasn’t just them; even the Dong Witch Queen and the South Witch Queen were stunned. Such instant-kill power was truly befitting an Emperor Level expert.
Moreover, this was no ordinary, newly-ascended Emperor Level expert. In their eyes, Ye Fan was indeed qualified to fight Mo Dianwu.
As for Black Fog, he already knew how frighteningly powerful his leader was, so he wasn’t shocked. After all, even he could defeat the three leaders. It would have been truly bizarre if his leader hadn’t defeated them in a single move.
"My apologies for the offense, leaders," Ye Fan said, standing his ground, perfectly still.
The three leaders slowly got to their feet, exchanged glances, and then said, "We never imagined your strength was so incredible, young friend. To think you could defeat us so effortlessly with a single move! We accept our defeat wholeheartedly and ask for your forgiveness for our earlier rudeness!"
The three leaders were pragmatic n who could accept defeat. A loss was a loss. There were no complaints or anger, for this was a world where the strong were revered.
"Rest assured, leaders. I’m not a petty person," Ye Fan said. "The most important thing right now is to defeat Mo Dianwu and shatter the Mo Sect’s plans!"
The three leaders nodded repeatedly.
The Dong Witch Queen laughed. "I told you not to doubt his strength, but you wouldn’t believe . Now you’ve gotten a taste of it, haven’t you!"
"Please, stop teasing us," the North Witch Leader said with so embarrassnt.
The Dong Witch Queen laughed, and they laughed along with her.
Ye Fan then asked, "There are two more Witch Clan tribe leaders who haven’t arrived. Who are they?"
"The Black Witch Leader and the White Witch Leader," the Dong Witch Queen answered imdiately.
"Don’t even ntion them!" the West Witch Leader said coldly. "Those two are the disgrace of our Witch Clan. If it weren’t for them, the clan wouldn’t be in this predicant. If I ever see them again, I will kill them!"
The leaders’ expressions all soured. Their hatred for those two seed profound. This was likely a private grudge between them.
At this mont, Ye Fan suddenly asked, "If I happen to kill them one day, will you leaders consider
an enemy?"
Ye Fan knew a confrontation with those two was inevitable. They were currently searching for Yaoyao, intending to hand her over in exchange for their own safety.
"An enemy?"
"Hahahaha!"
The leaders all burst into laughter, leaving Ye Fan and Black Fog completely puzzled.
Then the South Witch Queen said, "If you can kill them, we will only thank you. How could we possibly consider you an enemy?"
"That’s right! Rest assured, young friend!" the North Witch Leader and the others all chid in. "We will definitely not be your enemies!"
This dispelled Ye Fan’s concerns.
The Dong Witch Queen explained, "Although they were once our fellow disciples, they should have died long ago. We severed our ties as disciples a hundred years ago! All that remains between us is a murderous hatred."
Ye Fan nodded.
Over the past few days, Ye Fan had assessed the combat strength of the Witch Clan. He concluded that despite their many experts, they lacked true top-tier fighters. Although the five leaders could join forces to kill any peak King Level expert, they still lacked any elites beyond the King Level. Currently, only he and Black Fog could be considered such elites. The Witch Clan’s Wu Emperor had yet to appear, and in Ye Fan’s view, the Wu Emperor was unlikely to show up at all. It seed the upcoming battle with the Mo Sect would fall to him. He wasn’t afraid of facing Mo Dianwu; in fact, he yearned for the fight as an opportunity to improve himself. He just wondered if the Mo Sect had any other tricks up their sleeve.
As the day of the decisive battle drew closer, a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire Witch Clan, yet Ye Fan remained as calm as ever. Black Fog was equally calm; after all, the two of them had weathered many great storms.
Just then, a sudden disturbance erupted at the Witch Clan base. The Dong Witch Queen rushed to Ye Fan and exclaid, "King of Heaven, the Mo Sect is attacking!"
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