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This scene shocked Ye Batian.

"It's over, it's over!"

With the seal on the Soul-Capturing Bell broken, its power is limitless, and Xiao Feng has no chance of escaping.

He originally thought he had it in the bag, but he never expected Ji Changfeng to be so crazy as to sacrifice his own soul to break the seal.

Ye Xinyi, standing to the side, asked doubtfully, "It should be alright, right? Xiao Feng should be able to handle it."

"No, it's impossible."

"Xiao Feng has no chance of winning at all."

Ye Batian shook his head dejectedly, his eyes lifeless. "Actually, the Soul-Capturing Bell is not a spiritual artifact, but a magic weapon. It was only after being sealed that it was suppressed into a spiritual artifact. But when it is unsealed, it becomes a magic weapon with infinite power, which no one can withstand."

Magic weapon?

Ye Xinyi frowned.

She had heard of the classification of weapons.

From lowest to highest, they are: mortal artifacts, treasure artifacts, spiritual artifacts, magical artifacts, divine artifacts, immortal artifacts, and so on!

Ye Xinyi had only ever seen the first two types of artifacts before. As for spiritual artifacts, this was the first time she had ever seen one, let alone a magic artifact.

Magical artifacts are even more powerful than spiritual artifacts, which shows how formidable their power is.

Hearing her grandfather say this, Ye Xinyi also felt a pang of worry.

"Xiao Feng, if you can't beat them, run away! We won't blame you!" she shouted.

"No, Xiao Feng, don't waste any more time. Let's run away quickly, or it will be too late. Even if we die, don't seek revenge," Ye Batian shouted.

This situation made Ye Feng wary.

He could feel the immense power emanating from this Soul-Capturing Bell, as if it were a deadly weapon that had traversed countless ages and reaped countless lives.

"I'd like to see just how powerful he is."

Ignoring Ye Batian's warning, Ye Feng pushed off the ground and charged forward.

He rushed in front of Ji Changfeng and threw a punch.

Seeing this, Ji Changfeng was not afraid at all, but instead revealed a sly smile, "Haha, it's useless."

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Soul-Capturing Bell to his front, blocking Ye Feng's attack.

boom!

The fist slammed into the Soul-Capturing Bell, producing a deafening sound that sent all the surrounding spectators sprawling to the ground.

Ye Feng was also blasted away by a powerful pressure.

rub rub!

He took more than a dozen steps back before regaining his balance.

"It's really scary!"

Having witnessed the power of the Soul-Capturing Bell, Ye Feng frowned.

I never expected it to be so difficult to deal with.

"Ha ha!"

Ji Changfeng let out a maniacal laugh, "I will die today, but you won't live either! Let's go to hell together."

"Burn, drain my soul."

He wanted to burn his soul completely to awaken the Soul-Capturing Bell.

In this way, he could drag Ye Feng down to hell with him before he died.

This time, the Soul-Capturing Bell once again extracted his soul.

In an instant, Ji Changfeng's body began to sway, and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but he was still conscious.

"go with!"

He formed hand seals again, activated the Soul-Capturing Bell, and rammed it into Ye Feng.

Ye Feng glanced at the Ye family members behind him. He knew that if he retreated, they would all die.

"Let's try again then."

He channeled his inner energy into his fist, igniting a ball of golden flame.

Immediately, he met the attack with a palm strike.

This punch was his full power, a strike with all his might.

The Soul-Capturing Bell is incredibly powerful.

The moment his palm struck the Soul-Capturing Bell, he was thrown back again, eventually landing below the altar before regaining his footing.

At that moment, he felt his entire arm go numb!

"Xiao Feng, you should go now."

Ye Batian urged him again.

"Yes, young master, let's go quickly," Eunuch Gao and the others also urged him.

More and more people in the Ye family wanted him to leave, as there was no need to sacrifice another life.

Ye Feng, however, remained defiant, saying, "My Ye family has no cowards, and he might not be able to kill me."

Having said that, he was about to continue his attack.

Suddenly, Tang Ruoxue rushed over and grabbed him, saying, "Ye Feng, don't be silly, let's go quickly."

Ye Feng tossed his hand dismissively, "This is none of your business."

Tang Ruoxue, however, clung tightly to Ye Feng, her voice hoarse and strained:

"What's wrong with you? You're just a fake heir to the Ye family. Are you addicted to acting? What does the fate of the Ye family have to do with you?"

Ye Feng gave her a cold glance. "Even now, you still think I'm an imposter?"

"Isn't that right? The real young master of the Ye family is already dead. You have no relation to them, so why should you sacrifice yourself for them?" Tang Ruoxue persisted.

"hehe!"

Ye Feng sneered.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "Tang Ruoxue, should I call you stupid or ignorant? Do you think that if I were really the heir of the Ye family, why would I marry an ordinary woman like you?"

"Correct!"

Tang Ruoxue didn't believe that there could be such love without a reason.

As the heir of the Ye family, what kind of woman couldn't he marry? Why did he have to marry her?

She also worked as a nanny in the Tang family for three years, working hard without complaint.

Thinking back on those three years, Tang Ruoxue felt that her indifference towards Ye Feng was too much, but if he were the true heir of the Ye family, how could he possibly tolerate it?

"hehe,"

Ye Feng laughed again, staring coldly at her, and said, "That's because I was blind. I thought you were the one who rescued me from the fire three years ago."

"I married you before to repay a debt of gratitude."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Ruoxue's delicate body trembled.

Nanni asked, "You...you also know about the fire three years ago?"

Even Zhang Xiuzhi and Zhang Panpan, who were not far away, were shocked.

They thought Ye Feng didn't know, so they lied to him and pretended to be him. But he just said that the person in the fire was him.

How can this be?

"Of course I know."

Ye Feng continued, "However, during those three years, I did fall in love with you, but you disappointed me too much. For money and fame, you ignored my efforts for you and kicked me out of the Tang family. Later I found out that the person who saved me was someone else."

"You, you know everything?"

Tang Ruoxue's voice trembled.

Why did Ye Feng also know that there was someone else?

Is it...

Could he really be the heir of the Ye family? He was a survivor of that fire.

"No, it's impossible, you're lying to me, you must be lying to me." Tang Ruoxue couldn't accept it, her expression extremely ugly.

At this moment, the old lady also spoke up, "Not only does he know, but I know too."

After saying that, she slowly walked down. "The one who really saved Xiaofeng from the fire was Tang Yiyi, not you. Do you really think you can fool me?"

As soon as these words came out.

There was an uproar.

That's it!

It turns out the bride was the groom's savior; no wonder Young Master Ye was so devoted to Tang Yiyi.

Tang Yiyi, in particular, was also taken aback when she heard the news.

The question that had been lingering in her mind finally became clear.

She had never understood why Ye Feng would marry her, a disfigured and ugly woman.

So that’s it!