Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei didn't sleep all night, while Wen Xiaoxiao and Qin Xianfei slept peacefully and soundly.

Yang Fei ascended to the terrace and began his unwavering cultivation of Extreme Tiger and Elephant Extreme.

Yang Fei had already cultivated the Extreme Tiger to its peak, mastering the four techniques of Tiger Pounce, Tiger Thorn, Tiger Roar, and Tiger Ghost.

The menacing aura emanated from his whole body, making a flock of pigeons in the sky flap their wings wildly as they flew higher and away.

These birds and beasts are more sensitive to danger than humans.

At this moment, Yang Fei seemed to have transformed into a fierce tiger with glaring eyes and a white forehead.

The aura of the jungle king was so menacing that no bird or beast dared to approach.

After finishing the Extreme Tiger cultivation, the Qi of Origin Core within Yang Fei became even purer.

Yang Fei activated Elephant Extreme, and the surging qi and blood within him immediately calmed, flowing slowly yet heavy like mercury.

The swiftness of Extreme Tiger was like the wind, while Elephant Extreme was massive and mighty; the stable and surging Elephant Pulse caused Yang Fei's entire aura to change, becoming immense and steady like solid earth.

Elephant Truth, Elephant Shock, and Elephant Pulse rotated alternately.

Elephant Truth produced immense power; Elephant Shock divided into eight paths, spreading waves upon waves like a vast ocean, overwhelming everything, and when combined, the power was boundless, as if the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

Suddenly, Yang Fei's qi and blood froze like a river that had iced over, and the surrounding air showed faint ripples.

A pigeon that hadn't managed to fly high froze as if trapped in amber, then fell like a stone.

Bang!

The pigeon's head smashed against the hard concrete terrace, shattering instantly and dying on the spot.

Yang Fei was overjoyed; according to ancient texts, this was the Extreme Fourth-level Divine Power of Elephant Extreme, called Elephant Prison.

Indian Buddhist scriptures recorded that after the ancient Buddha subdued demons, divine elephants were commanded to guard.

This fourth-level Divine Skill, Elephant Prison, is similar to the Absolute Domain of a master of Gangjin.

Elephant Prison can not only trap Danjin masters but also form a prison-like force field to restrain Gang Strength experts.

With this Divine Skill, even if he encountered the Demon Emperor, Yang Fei would have the strength to fight.

As he continued cultivating the Nine Extremes Technique, the higher the realm, the stronger Yang Fei's feelings became.

The Nine Extremes he practiced was likely not an ordinary Martial Arts Heart Method.

To restrain a master of Gangjin at the Danjin Realm was incredibly extraordinary, beyond imagination.

With a breakthrough to a new realm, Yang Fei was full of enthusiasm, practicing repeatedly.

He eventually confirmed that the force field range of Elephant Prison was about one zhang in radius.

Perhaps, as his Martial Arts Realm improved, this range would expand.

Of course, the radius of one zhang was for Danjin, even Gangjin experts.

If it were ordinary creatures, the force field could control a range of seven or eight meters, like that high-flying pigeon.

Yang Fei initially familiarized himself with the mind method for the flow of qi and blood in Elephant Prison, then descended from the terrace.

He didn't forget that he needed to go with Wen Xiaoxiao to the Mazu Temple on Tide Island to retrieve the Niu Ji today.

Just then, the Turtle Extreme within Yang Fei suddenly sent out a sharp warning, like a steel needle piercing the heart.

This familiar sharp pain made Yang Fei shudder.

The higher his realm, the sharper the warnings from Turtle Extreme, and such acute reminders hadn't appeared in a long time.

Without a word, Yang Fei hurried down the terrace, instinctively rushing to Wen Xiaoxiao's room.

At this moment, any considerations about propriety between men and women were cast aside.

Yang Fei suddenly pushed Wen Xiaoxiao's door, but it was locked and wouldn't budge.

Qin Xianfei had just walked out of her room and was startled by Yang Fei's unusual actions.

"Fang Zhao, what are you doing?"

Yang Fei activated his Dark Force, cracking the lock with a loud snap, then pushed open the door.

Qin Xianfei, unsure of what had gotten into Yang Fei, nervously followed him inside.

They immediately saw a figure darting out of the window, holding Wen Xiaoxiao in its arms.

Wen Xiaoxiao seemed to be knocked out, her petite, delicate body dressed in pink princess pajamas, her head drooping limp to one side.

Demon Emperor!

Yang Fei's hairs stood on end.

He roared and charged forward, launching a Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal with a thunderous boom, aimed at the Demon Emperor's back.

The Demon Emperor cackled, countering with a powerful strike, its surging force colliding with Yang Fei's Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal.

Bang!

A vortex of Gang Qi exploded fiercely inside Wen Xiaoxiao's room.

Yang Fei grabbed Qin Xianfei and darted backward, flying out of the room.

He shouted, "Danger, don't come in."

Then, Yang Fei, like an arrow shot from a bow, dashed back into Wen Xiaoxiao's room with just a touch of his toes on the ground.

Inside the room, it looked as fierce as an explosion site.

The walls cracked, bookshelves toppled, chandeliers shattered, and there was a long metal zip line extending from the window.

Yang Fei dashed to the window and looked down.

He saw the Demon Emperor sliding down the long zip line, becoming a small black dot on the ground.

"Demon Emperor, I'm gonna kill you!"

Yang Fei cursed loudly.

Last night, he had just wiped out the Four Gates and felt slightly at ease after breaking through with Elephant Prison.

Yet the Demon Emperor turned back and took Wen Xiaoxiao away.

As the Demon Emperor landed, Yang Fei suddenly noticed a figure rushing from afar.

The figure leapt over countless car tops, like a missile, heading straight for the Demon Emperor.

Wen Taikang!

Though it was too far to see the person's face clearly, Yang Fei immediately recognized him at first glance.

The old man in the yellow Taoist robe was definitely Wen Taikang.

Wen Taikang rushed in front of the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor threateningly clutched Wen Xiaoxiao's throat, the intense murderous intent surrounding him even Yang Fei could feel.

Wen Taikang stepped back in fear.

Wen Xiaoxiao was practically his only family, he wouldn't dare risk her life.

Yang Fei cursed loudly from the tall building.

"Demon Emperor, you damn bastard, your wife cheated on you, born from a different father, raising a coward like you who uses women as shields!"

The Demon Emperor roared, carrying Wen Xiaoxiao, and fled into the distance.

Anxious and aflame, Yang Fei rushed out of the apartment, dashed to the elevator, and darted out of the building.

Outside the apartment, Wen Taikang stood in despair, staring blankly in the direction where the Demon Emperor disappeared.

Yang Fei stomped his foot: "Why are you standing there? Chase him!"

Wen Taikang let out a long sigh and turned around.

"No need, we'll meet him at the Mazu Temple."

Hearing this, Yang Fei suddenly realized.

The Demon Emperor's goal was to obtain Niu Ji, and Wen Xiaoxiao wouldn't endure the Old Fox's interrogation and would take him to the Tide Island's Mazu Temple.

Yang Fei clenched his fist tightly, the knuckles cracking.

"Bastard, this time, no matter what, I won't let him escape."

Wen Taikang let out another long sigh, giving Yang Fei a complex look.

"As far as I know, the Demon Emperor, after merging with the Divine Crystal and gaining power, discovered he was being controlled by Zeus."

"Somehow, he learned about the legend of the Nine Extremes and wants to cultivate it to break free from Zeus' control."

"And since you're the Successor of the Nine Extremes, he will never let you go."

Wen Taikang's eyes measured Yang Fei as he calmly reminded him.

"So, you must take care of yourself, don't throw your life away. Rescuing Xiaoxiao is my concern."

Yang Fei snorted coldly.

"Wen Xiaoxiao is my friend. Anyone who harms my friends will die!"

He turned to leave, "Why so many concerns. Life's short; let's live without regrets, enough talking, let's go!"