ntion of stopping. Like a phantom, she chased after him and instantly appeared before him, striking his chest with a palm strike.Feng Dahai, having been through many battles and gained rich experience...Everyone present was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened, taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

Che Shengchong was clutching his head in agonizing pain. He had just smashed a rock, and he was also bleeding from a head wound.

Now his sea of consciousness exploded, the pain a thousand, a million times worse than physical injury.

This is the consequence of a backlash against one's spirit. He originally thought that Ye Bufan, in such a small sect, couldn't possibly have made such great progress, he must have used some dishonorable means.

Since his spiritual power and true strength were absolutely inferior to his own, he dared to use the divine consciousness technique to sneak attack.

The result turned out well; he didn't hurt anyone at all, but instead ended up harming himself.

The mental technique of Shensi Gong strikes silently and without a trace, leaving others unaware of what happened.

Gong Taikang was startled and quickly helped him up. "What happened Who hurt you like this"

"It's him... It's him..."

Che Shengchong endured the excruciating pain, his head splitting with agony. He pointed a finger at Ye Bufan.

Recognizing that he was completely finished, such a violent backlash against his sea of consciousness must have inflicted heavy damage. In the future, it would be incredibly difficult to improve, and he might be destined to live as an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

Just a while ago, he was the much-anticipated genius of the entire sect, but now he has become a waste.

Apart from pain, there was only hatred in her heart. She wished she could slap Ye Bufan to death with all her might and avenge herself.

"Damn you, you dare to injure my disciple."

Gōng Tài'kāng was full of anger, and now he found a target for his rage. He reached out and grabbed at Yè Bùfán.

With a stoop that seemed to convey humility, Kǔ Xūzi's eyes flashed with a sudden, fierce gleam. But just as quickly, the light faded, leaving behind his usual meek expression.

And just at this moment, a figure stood in front of Ye Bufan, it was the Grand Steward Cangji.

He waved his hand, and his wide sleeves knocked back Palace Tai Kang.

"What are you doing What do you think this place is You dare to attack disciples participating in the assessment!"

The moment he spoke, Gong Taikang instantly regained his composure. He was only an eighth-rank official of the Yuan Emperor, completely insignificant before a ninth-rank powerhouse. Furthermore, the person represented the Wanxiang Heavenly Palace.

"Master, as you can see, this boy actually attacked my disciple. He is utterly unforgivable."

Cai Ji looked at the miserable Che Shengchong and said, "Tell me clearly what is going on."

"Master, it was like this: he suddenly attacked me with his divine consciousness technique, leaving me in this state."

At this point, Che Shengchong still wanted to drag Ye Bufan down with him.

Cao Ji's eyes gleamed as he looked at Ye Bufan. "Is that so"

It was him who attacked me with his spiritual sense technique. Perhaps his cultivation wasn't complete, and he suffered backlash himself.

No sooner had the words left his lips than Gong Taikang cried out, "Nonsense! It was you who injured my disciple!"

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, ignored him, and turned to Cang Ji: "Manager Cang, with your strength, you should be able to tell whether the sea of consciousness was injured by a divine sense attack or backlash."

"Please, sir, investigate this matter thoroughly and give me justice and clear my name."

Of course.

Cang Ji was always a righteous and uncompromising person. At this moment, he had no hesitation whatsoever. His powerful divine sense instantly enveloped Che Sheng Chong.

Even before his injuries, a Venerable-ranked powerhouse wouldn't have been able to withstand the mental force of a Ninth Rank Empyrean. Now that Che Taichong's Sea of Consciousness has been heavily damaged, there is no resistance whatsoever.

Normally, psychic attacks and retaliatory wounds are vastly different, much like a person being cut by a sword versus being injured by an explosion. The results are completely different and there isn't much difference in difficulty.

Soon Cang Ji retracted his divine sense, his expression turning dark and gloomy.

"The audacity of this old man, to dare attack the competing disciples in front of me, and yet not repent, even turning the tables! What crime could be more grievous!"

The Grand Inquisitor's authority, coupled with the might of a Ninth Rank Emperor, instantly silenced the crowd. No one dared to utter a single word of dissent.

Including Gong Taikang was also like this, in fact, he could probably guess what was going on, just wanted to muddy the waters just now.

Since he can't resist, he can only honestly accept it. After all, the Myriad Realms Heavenly Palace is not something a small sect like his can provoke; their levels are simply too different.

At this moment, the cold water doused Chē Shèng's burning rage. He woke up from the warped hatred and realized the enormity of his mistake.

At this moment, he dared not argue any further. With a thump, he fell to his knees and cried out, "Master, please spare my life!"

"As I have said before, anyone who dares to break the rules will die!"

Cang Ji finished speaking and slapped out with a palm. Che Sheng didn't have the slightest resistance and was directly slapped into a meat pie, not even his soul could escape.

Then, he looked at Gong Taikang with a cold expression.

"For your ignorance, I'll let you off this time. But if there's ever a next time, the Dongyue Sect won't be welcome to compete again."

"Thank you, Steward."

Gōng Taitang bowed his body, not daring to show any discontent, and fled this place with the people from his sect in a sorry state.

"Alright, the evaluation continues."

Cai Ji continued to host the scene, assessing the disciples from other sects.

Ping Sha Island's assessment is complete, Rong Fuzi leads Dantai Jing and the disciples away, while Long Po and Yun Qianyin come before Ku Suzi.

Yūn Qiān Yīn said, "Gōng Tài Kāng is a petty man with a narrow mind. He doesn't dare to provoke the Great Steward, but he will definitely remember this grudge and might cause trouble for Yún Hǎi Zhōng in the future. We must be careful."

“I know, I'll be careful when I go back.”

Ku Xuzhi still has a hunched body and a humble attitude.

"If anything happens, you can come to my Purple Moon Mountain. This old woman is not afraid of his Eastern Peak Sect."

The Dragon Grandma gave a final instruction, then led her disciples away. The fragrant valley also disappeared with them. Kusu took Ye Bufan back to the Yunhai Sect.

"Master, there are some things that I don't understand. You are clearly more powerful than those people, why are you so low-key"

"There's no other way. If we hadn't done this, the Yunhai Sect would have been long gone."

Ku Su Zi let out a long sigh, his hunched figure seeming even more pitiful.

Hasten to improve your strength. Only when you are strong enough will the teacher dare to tell you some things.

But rest assured, as long as I am here, no one can hurt you, and no one can touch my Yunhai Sect.

At this point, his demeanor shifted dramatically, as if a different person had taken over. He became incredibly imposing and powerful.

Ye Bufan secretly sighed in his heart, this was definitely a man with a story, and behind him lay countless secrets.

After returning to the sect, both Ning Cailiang and Jin Sanyuan did not come out. They stayed in their rooms, wholeheartedly studying the Qiankun Yu Kong Jue, reaching a state of complete immersion.

As for Ye Bufan's test results, they didn't care at all. Such a monstrous talent wouldn't fail the assessment no matter what.

"Alright, you should also go back and hurry up to raise your cultivation level. After all, the second round of assessment will still have actual combat, unlike this time which was so simple."

"Rest assured, Master. I won't let you down."

Ye Bufan returned to his thatched hut. After he closed the door, a cold glint flashed in Ku Suzi's eyes, and then his figure disappeared from where he stood. I'm not late, am I"That person's speed was extremely fast, almost like a meteor. By the time the last word was spoken, he had already appeared before everyone.All eyes turned to see a middle-aged man...