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"Major Xiao!" Han Duhuo called out with concern as he saw Xiao Yefeng's eyes redden. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng nodded and said, "Don't worry!"
"The plan has changed! Major Xiao, you can't delay any longer. It's already time for your appointment with Xiao Yeshin. You need to rush in! We'll hold these guys off!" Han Duhuo said after glancing at the time.
"Take care of yourselves!" Xiao Yefeng replied without hesitation. With a sweep of the Yin-Yang Sword, he cleared a path and rushed toward the rock where his daughter's clothes were located. His actions naturally provoked an attack from the mindless foes surrounding him.
After knocking a few of them away with his sword, Han Duhuo and the others surged forward to hold back the Final Warriors. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng's Spirit probe yielded no results. The area was too small to hide anyone; if someone could be hidden here, they would have been found!
Thinking this, Xiao Yefeng struck the rock where the clothes hung with his sword. With a loud crack, the rock remained intact. He then delivered a punch that shattered it, revealing a staircase!
The Spirit proved ineffective, and the Observer's Eye only revealed confusion. This nearby passage seemed nonexistent before the two abilities that Xiao Yefeng had always relied on. Yet, his naked eye could see it clearly. At this moment, he understood why this place could deceive technology and human detection; he couldn't help but admire this strange passage!
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, one of the Final Warriors broke through Wei Hongtu's defense. After undergoing Beastification, its sharp teeth lunged toward Xiao Yefeng's neck. However, Xiao Yefeng remained unfazed as a Yellow Talisman flew out from his sleeve. The Yellow Talisman transformed into a steel blade that swiftly severed the neck of the attacking Final Warrior. The reason for its swift action was that after dispatching this Final Warrior, the blade continued to cut through three more Final Warriors' armor; wherever the Blade passed, everything it touched was cleanly severed!
Without looking back, Xiao Yefeng stepped directly into the passage. After making a large turn, he entered a hall carved into the mountain's interior. Upon entering, he realized it was an ambush prepared long ago; however, his son's clothes hung at the bottom of the stairs leading down from the hall. Xiao Yefeng could not refuse this trap; even if it meant walking through fire and brimstone, he would press on!
"Xiao Yeshin! I know you're here! Release my family; we will fight to the death! Have you forgotten the honor of the Xiao Family?" Xiao Yefeng stood at the entrance of the hall and declared without stepping inside.
"Honor? That's your family's concern; I only want everything belonging to the Xiao Family! Honor is yours! All I need is victory!" Xiao Yeshin's voice echoed from within the mountain. However, due to the echoes in the mountain's belly, it was impossible to determine his location!
"What do you want with the Black Dragon Order?" Xiao Yefeng asked while also searching for his opponent's whereabouts.
"Hmph! It's pitiful that you, the heir of the Xiao Family, don't even know the power of the Low-Level Plane. Come on! If you can break through this Eight Fiends Formation and reach the next level, I'll tell you! But! Listen well! You have three minutes! If you exceed one minute, someone in your family will lose an arm! If you go over two minutes, perhaps you'll only be able to see three of them!" Xiao Yeshin's voice was cold and cruel, yet it still couldn't pinpoint accurately. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng could only brace himself and attempt to break the formation as he was instructed.
As he stepped into the hall, a sound that felt dreamlike echoed within the mountain's belly. Simultaneously, the Final Warriors and Experiment Subjects outside went berserk! Their power and speed surged to a whole new level. In an instant, those who had previously held the advantage outside found themselves embroiled in chaos once again. Meanwhile, Xiao Yefeng was stunned by everything unfolding before him!
Upon entering the hall, the surroundings changed dramatically; the mountain cave vanished! In its place was a wild expanse, with only a glimmer of light ahead suggesting an exit. Just as Xiao Yefeng took another step forward, a pure blue banner appeared in the southeast corner. Beneath that banner stood a Final Warrior clad in armor, wielding a long knife that Xiao Yefeng recognized all too well!
The blade was jagged like canine teeth, resembling a saw's edge. However, one of the lion's fangs on the guard was missing, seemingly severed! Upon seeing this knife, Xiao Yefeng raised an eyebrow and thought: Could it be Sigaeo?
Indeed, this knife was Sigaeo's personal weapon. The lion's fang on the guard had been cut off during a mission, something Xiao Yefeng was very familiar with. Sigaeo's knife was his lifeline; if this person had it...
However, the Final Warrior didn't give Xiao Yefeng time to worry. The gleaming large knife came crashing down. At that moment, concerned that this person might be Sigaeo and thus holding back slightly, Xiao Yefeng deflected the blow with his Yin-Yang Sword. With his left fist charged with a roar akin to dragons and tigers, he struck out—a punch that collided with the warrior's helmet and shattered it.
Yet beneath the helmet was not Sigaeo's face. Since it wasn't Sigaeo, there was no reason for Xiao Yefeng to hold back any longer. The brilliance of the Yin-Yang Sword surged forth as its sword energy swept toward the warrior's head. Just then, the blue banner glowed and forcefully pulled the warrior back several steps. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng stepped forward in pursuit. As he moved, seven banners appeared in unison.
The initial blue flag was followed by a red flag, then a white flag, and finally a yellow flag. Under each flag stood a Final Warrior, each distinguished by golden edges on their respective colors—two colors paired together with one golden-edged flag for each color. Now gathered were eight flags and eight Final Warriors beneath them; each of the Eight People wore scarves representing their respective positions' colors.
The sudden appearance of these seven individuals wielding weapons made Xiao Yefeng hesitate to act recklessly. The reason was simple: these individuals were armed with weapons belonging to his teammates—Sigaeo's long knife needed no explanation; Zhebie's short dagger; Na's spear of the War Goddess; even Ghost Fox and Wise Fox’s weapons were among them. These weapons and their users made Xiao Yefeng reluctant to kill them easily.
However, time continued to slip away like sand through an hourglass; three minutes is neither long nor short. Almost a minute had already passed. At this moment, as the Eight People surrounded him, Xiao Yefeng glanced around and saw that more than half of the sand had flowed away. He planted his Yin-Yang Sword into the ground before him and suddenly closed his eyes to circulate his Qi while murmuring solemnly: "Friends! I can only repay my debts to you in another life! Dust returns to dust; since you have already died, let us not struggle in pain any longer!"
Just as Xiao Yefeng closed his eyes and whispered those words, an eerie melody erupted like crashing waves against rocks. The Eight People moved instantly while he remained unaware with his eyes shut—eight weapons wielded by eight warriors transformed into streaks of light aimed solely at Xiao Yefeng in the center!
“Friends! Rest in peace!” A heavy voice of mourning echoed, and Xiao Yefeng suddenly opened Observer's Eye. At that moment, his eyes displayed four colors—black, white, gold, and blue—spinning like a pinwheel. The Eight People caught in his gaze felt their souls tremble within them, and time seemed to freeze as the attack approached. Just then, Xiao Yefeng moved. The Yin-Yang Sword transformed into a massive flying dragon, rising from the hands of the warrior wielding the Sigaeo Longsword. Finally, the dragon swept through with a flash of golden light, shattering even the hourglass suspended in mid-air.
“Clang! Clang! Clang! Crack!” A series of sounds erupted as the Weapons held by the Eight People were severed, the crisp sound of metal hitting the ground followed. Then came the sound of eight banners being cut down by the sword's edge. In an instant, the Eight Fiends Formation was broken. Instead of cleverly dismantling the formation as per its design, Xiao Yefeng used sheer force to annihilate the Eight People, toppling the eight banners with overwhelming power.
Thud! Thud! Thud! The bodies fell to the ground; all eight warriors had collapsed. Each mask bore a sword mark at its center. As they fell, the force shattered their masks, revealing the faces of men and women before Xiao Yefeng. To his surprise, he recognized some of them: Demon Fox, Snow Fox, and even Huazai, whom he had always found annoying. However, the ones holding Zhebie and Na's weapons were not them! This revelation relieved Xiao Yefeng.
After collecting his son's clothes, Xiao Yefeng walked toward a descending staircase. What came into view this time was a large door—a Bronze Door entirely engraved with Talisman. He reached out to push it open, and as soon as it made contact with Xiao Yefeng's Inspiration, it automatically swung open. Upon opening, he realized that this door was an impressive meter thick. As it opened wide enough for one person to enter, Xiao Yefeng slipped through.
“Impressive! One sword broke eight fiends! You instantly dispelled your inner demons; I didn't expect your inner demons to be nearly nonexistent!” said Xiao Yeshin, who sat in the only chair in the room.
At that moment, upon seeing Xiao Yeshin, it was the first time Xiao Yefeng truly laid eyes on someone who looked almost exactly like him. However, old grievances could not be resolved so easily. Xiao Yefeng declared, “Release my wife and children!”
Everything took Xiao Yefeng by surprise when Xiao Yeshin snapped his fingers. Four heavily armed Final Warriors appeared beside him, each carrying a person. After dropping their burdens to the ground, they immediately returned to stand behind Xiao Yeshin.
Upon seeing Xiao Yefeng, both Two Goddesses and Xiao Moran Xiao Mohan were naturally overwhelmed with emotion. Xiao Yefeng quickly stepped forward; with a swift motion of his Yin-Yang Sword, he severed the bindings on the four individuals. Ignoring any danger, he embraced them tightly. Years of training had kept his two children from crying out loud; instead, they looked curiously at their father and this man who looked just like him.
At that moment, both Liu Yiyi and Consort Mi hugged Xiao Yefeng, weeping. Yet, amidst her tears, Liu Yiyi exclaimed, “Brother Feng! My brother... he’s not dead!”
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