Investing in the Empress's junior sister, she broke through her defenses after comparison.

In the midst of this suffocating silence, Ye Feng finally made a new move.

He ignored everyone, not even glancing at Lei Qianjun who was almost collapsing to the ground, and simply sent a divine thought into Xiangling's sea of ​​consciousness beside him.

"Xiangling, we've done almost everything that needed to be done!"

"It's time for me and my junior sister to leave the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land."

This seemingly ordinary divine thought echoed in Xiangling's mind, yet it caused her delicate body to tremble violently.

Got to go?

So fast?

Almost simultaneously, Bing Xian'er, standing behind Ye Feng, also spoke in a clear, cold voice. Her words were addressed to Ye Feng, yet they reached everyone's ears clearly.

“That’s right, Senior Brother is right, it’s time to leave.”

Xiao Baiyu also chuckled and stepped forward, affectionately taking Ye Feng's arm, and said sweetly, "Yes, I've been in the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land with Senior Brother for far too long, and I'm getting bored."

Murong Qingqing nodded quietly and echoed softly, "We've stayed this long, it's time to go."

Li Yanran didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly. She always agreed with her senior brothers and sisters' decisions.

Jiang Keke blinked her big, bright eyes and looked at Xiang Ling with some reluctance.

Goodbye, Sister Xiangling.

"Coco and Senior Brother should go now."

Their conversation was completely undisguised, just like a group of travelers about to end an ordinary trip.

But these few light words, when they fell into the ears of the people of Wanlei Holy Land, were nothing short of another cataclysmic event!

gone?

This god who destroyed the Immortal Holy Land with a single sword, and these peerless fairies, are they really... leaving?

Lei Qianjun's already deathly pale face instantly flushed with a sickly red!

No! We can't leave!

We absolutely cannot let this great figure leave like this!

His foolish rebuke just now was a death sentence! If he could not gain the other party's forgiveness, Lei Qianjun, and even the entire Wanlei Holy Land, would probably never be able to eat or sleep in peace again, living day and night in the shadow of this god's ever-present wrath!

"Senior! Senior, please wait!"

A survival instinct overwhelmed all fear and stiffness, and Lei Qianjun practically tumbled out, throwing himself onto the ground a few feet in front of Ye Feng without a second thought.

"Pfft!"

This powerful elder, second only to the emperor in the Wanlei Holy Land, prostrated himself, slamming his forehead heavily onto the cold white jade slab.

"Senior! I was blind! I deserve to die!"

Lei Qianjun's voice was choked with sobs, filled with endless regret and fear: "This old man was unaware of your divine might, senior, and spoke nonsense, offending your mighty power! I beg your forgiveness! I beg you to spare my dog's life for the sake of the Holy Lord!"

He screamed and slammed his forehead against the ground repeatedly, making dull thuds.

In just a moment, his once dignified forehead was covered in blood, a shocking sight.

This scene completely shattered the worldview of all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land.

Their Grand Elder, Lei Qianjun, who was always a man of his word and dared to question even the Holy Lord to his face, was now as humble as an old dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy!

All of this was simply because that young man hadn't even looked at him properly.

How ironic!

How... self-evident!

Despite Lei Qianjun's kowtow and pleas for mercy, Ye Feng seemed not to hear him at all. He simply brought the gourd of wine to his lips, took another sip, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

That complete disregard is more despairing than any reprimand or punishment.

He understood that the other party was not deliberately humiliating him.

Rather, they genuinely didn't take him seriously.

How could the repentance of an ant attract the attention of a dragon?

"Senior! If you're willing to calm down, my Wanlei Holy Land is willing to offer all its treasures! Ten-thousand-year-old Origin Crystals! Saint-grade pills! Emperor-level cultivation techniques! Just ask, and this old man will search high and low for you!"