Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 187 Completely Devoured

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 Completely Devoured

Swoosh!

As Master Wei’s words fell, the seven Innate Martial Kings charged at Ye Fei like bolts of lightning.

"Seven Innate Martial Kings, huh?"

Looking at the seven figures rushing toward him, Ye Fei’s face remained expressionless, devoid of joy or sorrow.

He hadn’t expected the Ma Family to have such a formidable trump card—a Ghost Cultivator capable of controlling seven Innate Martial Kings!

No wonder the Ma Family had dared to brazenly use a timed bomb against him despite knowing his renowned status in Su Province.

In China, employing such tactics, no different from a terrorist attack, was practically courting death!

But with a trump card like this, of course, the Ma Family became fearless and unrestrained!

After all, if Shen Guobang, China’s Martial God, wasn’t stepping in, who would dare provoke such a powerhouse?

Wiping out the Ma Family was easy, but offending Master Wei would invite endless trouble!

Unfortunately for them, this time, Master Wei encountered Ye Fei!

The Ye Fei who was a Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator!

The Ye Fei who was China’s strongest Martial King, ranked above Shen Guobang on the Blood Kill List, reigning at number one!

A mere seven Innate Martial Kings?

Ye Fei, who had slain Wang Tian at the Martial King Peak, surely wouldn’t spare a thought for these half-dead puppets?

With that, Yang Tian’s eyes flashed with a black light, and he bellowed, "Demon Flame Armor!"

Boom!

In an instant, roiling Demon Flames erupted from beneath Ye Fei’s feet, forming a fearsome armor over his body.

Then, Ye Fei extended a claw and crushed the skull of the first Innate Martial King who reached him.

"This boy... how is he so powerful?"

Master Wei was instantly shocked, but his expression quickly turned into a cold sneer.

After all, only one had died so far—the remaining six had already surrounded Ye Fei. As Ye Fei’s attack had just been launched, he was now in a state where his old strength had faded, and new strength had yet to rise. Surely, the next second would mark Ye Fei’s demise.

Clang!

A crisp sound echoed.

The combined strike of the six Innate Martial Kings landed on Ye Fei, but Master Wei, though expecting Ye Fei to be helpless to defend, had not anticipated that Ye Fei simply didn’t care to defend at all.

Ye Fei completely ignored the six’s attack, letting out a cold shout as he gripped the Heavenly Slash Demon Saber and swung it in a single motion.

Thud!

All six figures were instantly cleaved in half by the stroke of the saber, collapsing to the ground.

With two strikes, all seven Innate Martial Kings were annihilated!

Such was the power of Ye Fei, the Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator!

"Such strength?"

Seeing this, Master Wei’s expression finally changed, but soon greed overtook his face.

"Kekeke! It seems this ancestor has stumbled upon a treasure today! Such strength and potential at your age—what a monstrous genius! If I kill you and seize your power, who in China could stand against me?"

Saying this, Master Wei pulled out a Soul Summoning Banner from behind him, smirking coldly at Ye Fei. "Boy, I bet you’ve never witnessed the might of a Demon God, have you? Haha, consider today your honor—you’ll get to see the invincible descent of the Demon God!"

Demon God?

Before Ye Fei could respond...

Master Wei swung the Soul Summoning Banner with great force, and ominous, chilling energy billowed out of it.

Soon, members of the Ma Family began clutching their throats in agony, collapsing to the ground one by one as their breath ceased.

Seeing this, Ma Wenhua was horrified. He stammered, "Master Wei, what... what is happening?"

"What’s happening? The descent of the Demon God, of course, requires sacrifices!" Master Wei snorted coldly.

Sacrifices?

Using the lives of the Ma Family as offerings?

Hearing this, Ma Wenhua’s heart turned ice-cold!

But, having been scared witless by the earlier combat between Master Wei and Yang Tian, he dared not intervene.

He could only swallow hard and step further back to the sideline.

As they say, inviting a god is easy, but dismissing one is difficult. Since they had invited a powerhouse like Master Wei, they had no choice but to comply with his every wish.

It was for this reason that Ma Wenhua had long hesitated to summon Master Wei to deal with the Jiang Family.

Now his only hope was for Master Wei to eliminate Ye Fei so that the deaths of the Ma Family members wouldn’t be in vain!

Roar!

As a few more members of the Ma Family perished, the sinister energy radiating from the Soul Summoning Banner grew increasingly dense.

A vortex formed, and from within it, a grimacing, horns-adorned monster began to emerge.

"Kekekeke, boy, this is the Ancient Demon God Chiyou. He will turn you into my puppet! Resign yourself to fate!" Master Wei laughed maniacally.

"Chiyou?"

Ye Fei glanced at the horned monster, briefly stunned, before sneering in disdain.

So-called Ancient Demon God Chiyou? Nothing more than a soul-devouring Evil Spirit!

And for Ye Fei, armed with the Soul-controlling Technique, Evil Spirits were nothing but nourishment!

With that, Ye Fei stepped forward, casually extending his hand. He simply said, "Devour!"

In an instant.

The horned monster’s face filled with terror as Ye Fei utterly consumed it.

As for Master Wei, his grin froze before it could even fully form. He stood dumbfounded in place.

"How is this possible? How can he be this strong?"

Watching the Demon God, who had no ability to resist, be devoured by Ye Fei, Master Wei’s expression finally crumbled!

When he realized Yang Tian was an Innate Martial King, he had stayed composed!

Even when his seven Innate Martial King puppets were destroyed, he hadn’t panicked!

Why?

Because he had always relied on this undefeated Demon God as his ultimate trump card!

But now, what was going on?

The Demon God had simply been erased?

And by the looks of it, Ye Fei had dealt with the Demon God even more effortlessly than with the seven Innate Martial King puppets!

This left Master Wei feeling as though he’d swallowed poison and bile.

Most importantly, he’d made a grave realization: Ye Fei’s method of devouring the Demon God was clearly beyond what a Martial Artist could accomplish!

Could it be that this devilishly talented young man before him wasn’t just an Innate Martial King, but also a True Spirit Dharma King?

At this thought, Master Wei took a deep breath.

For the first time, he gazed at Ye Fei with a wariness that bordered on fear, saying, "I didn’t expect you to be a fellow practitioner. It seems I’ve misjudged you! Since we are of the same path, I will no longer involve myself in the Ma Family’s matters!"

Not involve himself?

Hearing this, Ma Wenhua’s face turned pale as a sheet.

Matthew blurted out, "Master Wei, you... you can’t go back on your word! You made an agreement with the Ma Family..."

Boom!

Before Matthew could finish, Master Wei swung his sleeve, sending Matthew flying with a mouthful of blood.

"Insolent! Do you, a mere ant, dare question this Master’s decision?" Master Wei snorted coldly.

He showed no concern for any previous loyalty or connection with the Ma Family.

Seeing his own son gravely injured by Master Wei, Ma Wenhua finally couldn’t hold back. He roared indignantly, "Master Wei, you... you ungrateful wretch! If not for my father saving your life when you were gravely injured and supporting your cultivation all these years, how would you have what you have today?"

"Heh, and your Ma Family, which once was an insignificant, nameless little clan, rose to become the second family in Southern Province—was that really due to your own efforts? Besides, serving as this Master’s aid is an honor for mere ants like you!" Master Wei sneered coldly.

"You..." Ma Wenhua was livid but helpless in the face of Master Wei’s disdain.

Just then, Ye Fei spoke calmly. "Are you done with your squabbles?"