The alley was a dead end; he thought Lin Yifan had nowhere to retreat and thus felt proud.

"Escape? I never even thought of fleeing!" Lin Yifan answered calmly.

"Hmph! What a joke. You immediately started running when you saw me charging, if that isn't fleeing, then what is?" Ah Feng scoffed, questioning; he thought this was just Lin Yifan feigning composure and didn't take it to heart.

"Hmph! Say what you will." Lin Yifan did not elaborate further, quietly waiting for the opponent to attack.

Lin Yifan's calmness, as well as his previous explanation, made Luqiu Shaoge slightly serious; perhaps, this young man had indeed deliberately lured them into this dim alley.

"Could he be a master above the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm?"

If that were true, then only the guard beside him could match him.

On the other side, Tian Ji did not think as much; Tian Ji's thoughts were the same as Ah Feng's, both believing Lin Yifan was feigning composure out of vanity; he thus shouted, "Ah Feng! Quit the chatter and just go finish him!"

Upon receiving Tian Ji's order, Ah Feng did not linger, and immediately launched an attack.

He swung his large fist, aiming to hammer Lin Yifan to death in one blow.

Lin Yifan slowly gathered strength, ready to test the true power of the Witchcraft Palm.

Seconds later, Ah Feng's powerful fist came speeding; at that moment, Lin Yifan also quickly struck out with his palm, confronting Ah Feng's forceful fist.

"Bang!"

The next moment, as they collided, a robust momentum surged.

Following that, with a "ah" sound, Ah Feng was blasted backwards.

Seeing this, Tian Ji, who stood behind Ah Feng, immediately dodged to the side, avoiding the onslaught.

Even as shocked as he was, at that moment, his life was more critical; therefore, he had no choice but to dodge.

Looking at Ah Feng of the Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm being easily sent flying, Luqiu Shaoge was immensely shocked; with his capability, he couldn't easily send a cultivator of the Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm flying. How did this young man do it? Could he really be from the Divinity Transformation Realm?

The momentum just now was so strong, it forced him to suspect that Lin Yifan was a cultivator of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Afterwards, he asked a middle-aged guard beside him, "Did you manage to discern what realm he is from just now?"

"His palm strike was too fast; so I couldn't determine his realm. However, the power that surged out just now was at least above the peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm; if he didn't use any martial arts just then, then his realm should be above the peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm; if he did use martial arts, then his realm might be below the peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm," the middle-aged man replied.

In the Cultivation World, martial arts can trigger power exceeding one's own limits; thus, mastering a good martial art can lead to a qualitative leap in one's strength.

Just like Yi Chen's Golden Bell Shield, a minor accomplishment can make one impervious to blades and spears, which is truly formidable; of course, this is only in relation to regular blades and spears. If encountering sharp divine artifacts, or blades and spears wielded by experts, his "minor accomplishment" would not be able to withstand them.

"The peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm?" Luqiu Shaoge's long-held pride vanished in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

That Lin Yifan, a Loose Cultivator could cultivate to a realm even higher than his own, Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm peak, truly left him with no room to save face.

"No! Just because there are no guards does not mean he lacks powerful backers— he could be a prodigy from a sect."

The more he thought about it, the more his heart pounded with fear. Although the Luqiu family was influential and wealthy in the Capital City, they paled in comparison to a sect; moreover, they were individuals who labored for the sects in modern society, so they really could not compare to a sect.

"Calm down! Calm down! I must be overthinking this." Luqiu was somewhat unable to accept this fact; he would rather be mistaken than accept that Lin Yifan was a sect prodigy, for he truly did not dare to offend a genuine cultivation sect.

Elsewhere, Ah Feng was sent flying backward through the dark alley until he finally fell to the ground, severely wounded and unable to rise.

Seeing this scene, Tian Ji was shocked; then he became utterly panicked.

Lin Yifan was too powerful, powerful enough to terrify him, leaving him unable to resist.

At that moment, he really wanted to flee; he truly longed to run away, not daring to provoke this great god any further. All his anger, all the irritation, vanished completely.

But by then, it was not a question of whether he could leave whenever he wanted; he was about to face Lin Yifan's punishment!

On the opposing side, Lin Yifan had not expected his Witchcraft Palm to be so powerful at only the second layer; if he progressed further, would it not be even more incredible? The thought excited him.

For his first strike, Lin Yifan did not use poison; he worried that a more adept cultivator might recognize his technique as the Witchcraft Palm, given that the Witchcraft True Master was a target hunted by all major cultivation sects in the Central Plains. If it was discovered he used the Witchcraft Palm, those sects might treat him as a descendant of the Witchcraft True Master and might join forces to hunt him down, possibly spelling his doom.

It's worth noting that when most people use the Witchcraft Palm, they certainly release poison; even with control, they would emit a trace; that's because their poison is stored in their palms. However, Lin Yifan's poison was stored in a black pearl in his heart; thus, he could freely control whether to release poison.

"The Witchcraft Palm truly lives up to its reputation as one of the strongest palm techniques in the cultivation world," Lin Yifan murmured under his breath, his heart filled with joy.

With this martial art, he no longer feared cultivators a realm higher than himself.

While Lin Yifan was in shock, Tian Ji quickly grabbed the vulgar woman and attempted to flee. However, they had barely made it a few steps when they were stopped by Lin Yifan's cold voice.

"Stop!"

Tian Ji and the vulgar woman immediately halted, knowing their lives were in Lin Yifan's hands; they dared not disobey his command and run amok.

But stopping did not mean they had given up resistance.

Seeing Luqiu and his guards not far ahead, Tian Ji urgently pleaded for help, "Brother Luqiu! Our families have deep ties. Could you save me from dire peril? I will surely reward you handsomely in the future."

"Hmph! Deep ties? You must be joking! You got yourself into this mess, solve it yourself! I really can't be bothered," Luqiu replied coldly.

He only started claiming their close relationship when he faced danger, yet when it was a normal time, the Tian Family was never that good to the Luqiu Family; it was truly laughable.

The Tian Family and the Luqiu Family were competitors in the Capital City, constantly engaged in both open disputation and secret rivalry, truly not harmonious; so he was not about to step in and help Tian Ji.

"Damn it!" Tian Ji cursed under his breath, now truly unable to save himself, let alone others.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Lin Yifan stepped forward, quickly reaching behind Tian Ji; then he sternly commanded, "Turn around!"

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