Chapter 661: Chapter 660 Troublesome
In the darkness, Yang Fei locked onto the elusive shadow tightly.
The opponent’s speed was the fastest he had seen among his adversaries, and their figure was unpredictable, almost phantom-like, blurring the line between illusion and reality, making them difficult to capture.
However, now that he had become a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Yang Fei’s perceptive abilities and speed had far surpassed those of ordinary cultivation practitioners. Once he had locked onto the figure, it was not easy for them to escape.
Besides having an advantage in speed, the shadow also possessed extremely terrifying power. Yang Fei used his Po Gang Power to confront them, yet the person remained undefeated and unharmed, which was testament to their strength.
When all the lights in the ancient castle went out, plunging it into a deathly darkness, Yang Fei relied on his excellent night vision and perceptive abilities to keep a firm lock on the opponent.
The elusive shadow flashed, seemingly trying to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, quickly turning back and rushing towards Yang Fei.
Yang Fei sneered secretly, the Tidal Power coalescing, and he threw a punch precisely at the moment the opponent was too close to dodge.
It was still that un-animal-like touch, followed by a sweeping chill, but Yang Fei’s move used the Tide, and the two powers overlapped almost without any gap, finally eliciting a muffled grunt from the shadow as their whole body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
"He’s very strong, are you just going to stand there and watch?" a deep roar came from the shadow.
Yang Fei’s pursuing figure halted.
Two more shadows flashed out of the darkness, one from left and one from right, rushing towards him.
Yang Fei’s pupils contracted as he cautioned, "Be careful, there’s more than one enemy!"
As he alerted Umekawa Taro and others, Yang Fei unleashed his Divine Soul Power towards the shadow rushing in from the left.
The two were still very fast. If their strength was comparable to the first shadow, being caught in a two-against-one situation would be disadvantageous for him.
He had to catch one off guard and take them out quickly to stand an undefeated ground.
"Ah!"
The shadow coming from the left suddenly let out a scream when they were less than five meters from Yang Fei, halting their advance.
The other person reached Yang Fei’s side, only to be pushed back by a punch from him.
"Arthur, be careful, this kid has mastered spiritual power attacks, he’s tough to deal with," warned the man who had been attacked by Yang Fei’s Divine Thought earlier.
Yang Fei looked up at the opponent, only to see a pale Western face emerging from the darkness.
He looked very handsome and distinguished. The only flaw was his extreme paleness, so devoid of any flush that it was unsettling—even if he had a Western Caucasian face, this level of paleness was still somewhat chilling.
Behind him, Umekawa and the three Xu brothers hadn’t suffered any attacks from the enemy.
The Xu brothers had scattered some toxins around, but no one had fallen for it.
It seemed that only these three shadows were guarding the mysterious and ancient castle estate.
Facing the Royal Guard’s experts, the five of them could easily handle it, but against the three real guardians of the castle, they found it somewhat difficult to proceed.
Even though Yang Fei was holding off the three shadows by himself, he felt an inexplicable vigilance and unease deep inside.
Because he discovered that neither the shadow who had suffered from his Tidal Power nor the one ambushed by his Divine Soul Power seemed to have sustained much damage.
Especially the one attacked by the Divine Soul Power, even though he had screamed and halted his assault, the damage he suffered seemed limited. He couldn’t be incapacitated or killed on the spot like some of Yang Fei’s past opponents.
The Divine Soul Power didn’t pose a fatal threat to these three peculiar individuals.
That was problematic.
If they had to rely solely on their Physical Body Realm capabilities to fight them head-on, their chances of winning were very slim.
While Umekawa and the Xu brothers were still by his side, given the speed advantage those three had demonstrated earlier, the four behind him likely couldn’t hold them off.
Most importantly, Yang Fei had no idea how many such Western supernatural beings there were inside the castle.
If it were only these three, taking a risk might be manageable. If there were even a few more, or even just one more, it would be hard for the five of them to achieve their objective today.
It’s no wonder Nord held such respect and fear towards the Edwards family.
The power disparity among these Western families was indeed significant.
Thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning, Yang Fei quickly made a decision and said solemnly, "Let’s go."
Umekawa and the others were taken aback.
Ever since they left the Divine Continent with Yang Fei, whether in Korea or the Western World, their actions together had gone very smoothly. They hadn’t expected Yang Fei to now order a retreat.
However, facing Yang Fei’s command, Umekawa and the others did not hesitate at all and simultaneously began to retreat.
Yang Fei also chose to fall back.
However, the three figures on the opposite side showed no signs of letting them go and launched an attack simultaneously.
Yang Fei covered the rear, facing three enemies alone. His Divine Thought locked onto the previously attacked person, releasing a wave while his fists smashed towards both sides, engaging with two different adversaries simultaneously.
Without any reservations, the True Yuan within Yang Fei’s body was almost depleted by these two punches.
"Ah!"
The adversary attacked by the Divine Thought let out another scream, this time filled with more agony and fear, and his entire body was thrown out.
However, he quickly jumped up from the ground, seemingly recovering rapidly.
As for the other two specters, they were forced back by Yang Fei’s powerful strength, creating some distance between them once again.
But very soon, the three of them lunged at him again.
Yang Fei felt overwhelmed by Alexander.
So troublesome!
These were the most troublesome three enemies he had encountered since he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.
Although shocked, he remained calm in the face of danger.
Yang Fei reached into his robe with his left hand, then scattered something in front of him.
A swath of poison mist blocked the path of the three specters.
The three specters charged into the poison.
It had no effect.
Yang Fei was unconcerned.
Such masters would not be corroded by the poison instantly.
He exchanged blows with the adversary, entangling together.
Facing three, he managed to repel two of them but was struck on the left shoulder by a punch from one.
Even though it was a Foundation Establishment body, tough and solid, the force of the opponent was not to be underestimated, as Yang Fei felt his entire shoulder go numb.
What was worse, at the moment when his shoulder was struck, he distinctly felt the adversary seize his body, coil its legs around him, and bring its head close to his neck.
Then, a bloodthirsty scent wafted over, and from the corner of his eye, he saw two long, sharp fangs.
He decisively tilted his neck.
At the same time, a katana swooshed through the air, piercing precisely towards what seemed to be the head hanging on Yang Fei’s neck.
The hands gripping Yang Fei’s body were forced to let go, blocking the katana.
"Bastard!"
An angry and deep roar issued from the guy.
He caught the katana with both hands, but was sent flying by the powerful inertia of the katana.
Yet, he still had no intention of letting go of Yang Fei. His legs entwined around Yang Fei’s waist, the body that had been hanging like a parasite on Yang Fei suddenly straightened, arching the upper body backward, using momentum to mitigate the great inertia from the katana.
The whole movement was fluid like flowing clouds and water, similar to using his legs to push off Yang Fei’s body to dodge the threatening cut of the blade, and then quickly clinging back on, snapping at Yang Fei’s neck.
It seems like a long story, but all of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The person returned frantically to bite Yang Fei, with astonishing speed.
Yang Fei, facing two, had repelled the other two but seemed a bit slow to respond.
But this person had greatly underestimated Yang Fei’s strength.
With the help of Umekawa Taro’s katana, Yang Fei had already reacted.
So when the adversary opened its mouth wide to bite at the neck, Yang Fei smashed a fist at it.
"Bang!"
A dull thud.
The body wrapped around Yang Fei was sent flying.
In the void, liquid spurted out, seemingly blood, but strangely devoid of the fresh blood’s stench.
At the same time, Yang Fei felt a painful sensation of his fist slightly splitting open.