Chen Yu and the driver had just entered the laboratory.

Yang Fei's figure appeared at the corner of the wall.

He tiptoed to the front of the laboratory door.

Then, Yang Fei carefully avoided the surveillance camera and leaned over to listen to the conversation inside.

Only Chen Yu's voice came out.

"I've met the Imperial Father... Oh no, I've met Professor Chen."

Professor Chen's wise and kind voice came through.

"I heard you obtained a good item, the Divine Crystal of the All Gods from the West?"

Chen Yu nodded, "Yes, Professor Chen."

"I personally witnessed Poseidon being killed, and his Divine Crystal fell into my hands."

Professor Chen said indifferently, "You are a smart man."

"I want your Divine Crystal for research, state your conditions."

Chen Yu smiled, "Professor Chen indeed is a generous person."

"I can hand over the Divine Crystal, but I need your help to take back the Dragon King Hall first."

He pronounced each word clearly, "I want to be the only Imperial ruler of the Southern Thirteen Provinces, is that possible?"

His last sentence, seemed like he was asking Professor Chen, yet it also seemed like he was talking to himself.

Professor Chen smiled, "Everything shall be as you wish."

"Tonight, haven't we already started taking action?"

"Trust that by tomorrow morning, there will be good news arriving."

"I only wish to see this so-called Divine Crystal with my own eyes, to find out what secrets it hides."

At this moment, Professor Chen's expression suddenly changed, looking towards where Yang Fei was hiding.

His sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the glass door.

"It seems, we have a friend from the Mortal World here, come out."

His voice suddenly grew louder.

Though not loud, it resonated so much that Yang Fei felt dizzy and his Qi-Blood churned uncontrollably.

A tremendous oppressive aura surged out towards the door.

In an instant, Yang Fei felt it hard to breathe.

All the Qi-Blood in his body seemed like it would burst out due to the immense pressure.

The Qi-Blood in his Internal Organs suddenly boiled, rushing straight to his brain.

Yang Fei was greatly alarmed.

Even An Zichen had never made Yang Fei feel this miserable.

It seemed that this scholarly and elegant elder's Mastery of Martial Arts was indeed unfathomable.

Following the elder's voice, Chen Yu and the driver rushed out.

Yang Fei turned and ran.

Just before the elevator door closed, he saw a faint figure appearing on one side of the corridor.

The Turtle Extreme inside Yang Fei roared sharply.

The faint figure stood immovable like a mountain, giving off a feeling under the Vault of Heaven, of being unavoidable and irresistible.

Without a doubt, this faint figure must be Sword Emperor Miao Yifeng.

Yang Fei hurriedly pressed the elevator button.

A sharp, bone-piercing Sword Intent swept towards the elevator where Yang Fei was.

A fine thread of Sword Intent rapidly expanded until it eventually covered the sky and was unstoppable and unavoidable.

Yang Fei yelled out loud, pressed tightly against the elevator wall.

Only to hear a crack, the elevator's metal door was cleaved by the Blade Gang.

The metal door neatly split into two halves and crashed to the ground.

That wasn't all, fine cracks also appeared on the inner walls of the elevator.

Yang Fei was terrified, fearing that the elevator might split in two during its descent.

Fortunately, though the elevator was damaged, it continued to descend silently.

Yang Fei had just gone down two floors and immediately switched elevators, which continued to descend.

Up on the thirtieth floor, Professor Chen's expression remained amiable.

Sword Emperor Miao Yifeng did not chase after Yang Fei, standing indifferently behind Professor Chen.

Professor Chen's gaze indifferently fell on the driver.

"You were too careless, letting an outsider follow you in."

"My laboratory contains absolutely top secret information, and you actually..."

At this point, Professor Chen sighed lightly, his expression still extremely kind.

He said softly, "It seems you've been too busy with work recently, you need some rest."

"How about this, I'll have the nurse give you an injection so you can rest properly."

The driver was terrified, his soul almost escaping, as he looked at Professor Chen, begging.

"No, no... please spare me, Professor, I won't dare to do it again."

Professor Chen frowned but his expression remained kind.

"What are you talking about, I'm doing this for your own good."

Chen Yu was puzzled.

He didn't understand what kind of injection could make this usually slightly arrogant driver so afraid.

Suddenly, the driver turned and ran, his feet moving swiftly, almost turning the corner of the wall.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there were extremely subtle movements in the air, an uncomfortably cool sensation.

And at that moment, Chen Yu witnessed a scene he would never forget.

The driver's legs, neatly severed from the knees.

The huge inertia caused his body to fall forward.

And as his body fell, his head rolled out ahead of it.

At the same time, his abdominal area also split open.

The cut was incredibly smooth, with absolutely no dragging.

As the driver's head flew out, his mouth was wide open.

His eyes stared in astonishment at everything behind him.

All this happened too quickly.

Before his brain could realize his head had hit the ground, his mind was still functioning normally.

Chen Yu had never seen such terrifying sword techniques.

It was simply beyond human capability.

The Sword Emperor stood there nonchalantly.

He held a long sword in his hand, the blood bead on the blade's edge twirling.

The Sword Emperor slowly placed the sword across his chest.

He looked at the blood on the blade that refused to drop and gently exhaled.

Miao Yifeng was an elderly man in his fifties.

He looked like the most ordinary old man, wearing flat cloth shoes and a Sun Yat-sen suit, his face covered with dense wrinkles.

If he hadn't seen him wield the sword.

Chen Yu would never have thought that this old man's sword could be so terrifying.

Truly worthy of the title Sword Emperor, indeed extremely formidable!

Professor Chen sighed, turning away with dissatisfaction.

"Brother Miao, you always ruin my specimen materials."

"A perfectly good human specimen, and you've chopped it up like this with one swing of your blade."

Miao Yifeng snorted coldly.

"The purpose of a sword is to destroy and kill."

"This lad forced my hand, he had to die."

Professor Chen sighed, "You, you just won't listen to my advice."

"Are you going to deal with the Lanting team personally tonight?"

Miao Yifeng: "Hmph!"

With a sway of his body, he reappeared at the entrance of the second elevator and then entered the elevator.

Chen Yu was terrified yet filled with anticipation.

"Professor Chen, if Master Miao makes a move, Yang Fei and his group are doomed."

Professor Chen nodded, "With Master Miao taking action, even I can't influence his decisions."

"It seems he has already set his mind on killing."

Chen Yu was overjoyed.

"Great, once Yang Fei and his people die, there'll be no one to stabilize the situation on Dragon Island."

"My chances of taking back Dragon Island have greatly increased."

Yang Fei rushed out of the first-floor lobby.

He joined forces with Mad Blade and Fan Yi, and they got into a car.

Xiao Xuanya started the car, and the Hummer sped out like an arrow.

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