Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Yan Wudao, long time no see!"

One of the Thirteen Earthly Fiends spoke up in perfect Huayu, sneering coldly.

"Dare to invade my Huaxia, courting death?"

Yan Wudao shouted explosively.

"Yan Wudao, if you had reached the Peak Battle King Realm and said these words, they might've carried some weight, but you aren't capable!"

The leader of the Thirteen Earthly Fiends said disdainfully, "We've long received word that the experts above War Emperor have gone to resist the Demon Beast Tide, and are not in Yanjing now. We heard that you, Yan Wudao, have gathered elites from major families here, so we came to take a look!"

"Sigh, your Huaxia is full of talents. We are terribly afraid, so we specially came to help you wipe out some geniuses!"

"If so many geniuses were to die unexpectedly, I believe it would be 'good' news for Huaxia, wouldn't it?"

The Thirteen Earthly Fiends grinned wickedly, a powerful force enveloping the place, completely shattering the banquet hall.

Yan Wudao felt a chill in his heart. His intelligence network actually didn't know how these thirteen people entered Yanjing.

He had gathered the young elites of major families here to open the Yanjing Training Camp but did not expect the Thirteen Earthly Fiends to take advantage of this gap to come.

If these thirteen all struck together, the young elites of Yanjing would only face massacre. Even if he fought bravely to stand against them, these young talents would suffer heavy casualties, which would be an immeasurable loss for Huaxia.

This move by the Thirteen Earthly Fiends was indeed insidious, wiping out the fresh blood of Huaxia, equivalent to cutting off its roots.

"Your plan is indeed sounding very loud!" Yan Wudao smiled, "But today, you will not succeed."

The Thirteen Earthly Fiends showed some surprise, and the speaker continued, "Oh? Just you, Yan Wudao? You cannot stop us!"

At this moment, a tall figure stood in front of Yan Wudao, one hand in a pocket, extremely arrogant.

"He can't, but I can!"

In front of Yan Wudao, Ye Qingfeng stood tall, his eyes indifferent as he swept lightly over the thirteen.

"A few yellow-skinned monkeys dare to run wild in my Huaxia?"

"Don't you know that Huaxia also has me?"

The appearance of the Thirteen Earthly Fiends made many present from aristocratic families' hearts skip a beat, especially the martial artists who knew of the terror of the Thirteen Earthly Fiends.

In the Counterattack Against Vietnam years ago, countless high-ranking soldiers were killed by the Thirteen Earthly Fiends. They were notorious, and all of them were Intermediate War King experts. Back then, just three of them could evenly match with Yan Wudao. Now, after so many years, all thirteen have come, which is exceedingly terrifying.

But when Ye Qingfeng took the initiative to step forward, the terror in many people's hearts vanished instantly.

With the Invincible War God Ye Jiujie here, even if he couldn't completely defeat the Thirteen Earthly Fiends, he should be able to ensure everyone present would remain unharmed.

Ye Qingfeng had easily defeated Zhu Zhusword, making Yan Wudao willingly concede. The startling power still lingered in everyone's mind.

"You?"

The person who had spoken earlier among the Thirteen Earthly Fiends laughed out loud, as though hearing the funniest joke in the world.

"Haha, little boy, you're not very old, but you sure talk big. What do you have to stop us?"

The other twelve laughed as well, seeing Ye Qingfeng as an ignorant rookie unaware of the True God.

Their combined strength could even make the powerful Yan Wudao retreat. How could a mere boy stop them?

"What do I have?"

Ye Qingfeng grinned, pointing to himself.

"Just the name 'Ye Jiujie'!"

His voice was calm and not loud, but everyone heard it clearly as if spoken right beside them.

"Ye Jiujie?"

As soon as Ye Qingfeng spoke, the faces of the Thirteen Earthly Fiends changed dramatically.

"You are Ye Jiujie?"

The thirteen pairs of eyes looked at the calm, young man ahead, a tremor of fear instantly ascending in their hearts.

They had, of course, heard of Ye Jiujie's great name. He was now a rising legendary star in the international martial arts world, making it to the War God List's forty-fifth position within a year of debut, sweeping through Huaxia, second to none.

Before setting out on this secret mission, their master had repeatedly warned them.

"In Huaxia, even though you thirteen have little opposition when united, besides War Emperor Strong People, there are two young men you must avoid."

"Ye Jiujie, Yu Yaosheng."

"Especially Ye Jiujie, if you encounter him, retreat immediately and don't fight, for his real combat power is likely far greater than what's said on the International Martial Artists Network!"

Their master was a true supreme in Yue Country, revered alone, with the country's great officials bowing in his presence.

The thirteen had always trusted their master's words deeply, and with this in mind, their previous fighting intent dissipated instantly.

Ye Qingfeng did not respond; he stretched out a hand, and a ball of golden red flames surged between his palm, splendid and dangerous with intense heat.

"Indeed, it's Ye Jiujie, retreat!"

Seeing this ball of flame, the Thirteen Earthly Fiends hesitated no longer, stamping their feet on the ground and turning to flee decisively.

Everyone was stunned; the undefeated War God Ye Jiujie was so powerful that just his name alone could scare off all thirteen Intermediate War Kings.

This was true formidable prowess, just a single word could scare away thirteen Martial Arts Supremes, leaving them without the courage to stay for even a moment.

Countless men felt their blood boiling; this was the height of power they dreamed of reaching.

The women's cheeks flushed, their hearts trembling, feeling that those so-called young talents paled in comparison. In all the world, only the Invincible War God's peerless grace stood out.

To marry, one should marry such a hero of unrivaled excellence!

"The War God is indeed worthy of the title, just by showing up, he can make the Thirteen Earthly Fiends retreat immediately. Yan Wudao is impressed!"

Seeing the Thirteen Earthly Fiends hastily retreating, Yan Wudao lowered his proud head and clasped his fist toward Ye Qingfeng, paying respects like a senior.

"Leave?" Ye Qingfeng smirked amusedly at this moment.

"Anyone Ye Jiujie decides to kill has yet to escape from me!"

Yan Wudao was instantly shocked, and all eyes turned to Ye Qingfeng.

The Thirteen Earthly Fiends were already fifty zhang away from Ye Qingfeng, and with a swift move, they were a hundred zhang away, speeding up. Listening to Ye Qingfeng's tone, he seemed intent on killing them all—how could it be possible?

Ye Qingfeng provided the answer with action. He took a single step, and the flames on his hand erupted in an instant.

"Boom!"

The fire turned into a pillar soaring into the sky, melting away the banquet hall's ceiling entirely.

"Leaving Fire Golden Flame, go!"

He called lightly, stretching out his hand.

With his advancement in the Martial Arts Realm, Ye Qingfeng now controlled the Leaving Fire Golden Flames with ease.

To kill these, he wouldn't even need the Leaving Fire Golden Eyes.