Storming the Imperial Palace

"Devil Ancestor!! The emperor of the Great Chu Empire!!"

"Devil Ancestor, the one who wiped out an army of a hundred thousand with a single move!!"

"Devil Ancestor, could he be the one who conquered twenty great provinces in ten days and destroyed an entire nation by himself!!"

"..."

The arrogant, overbearing young nobles all began to tremble at the mention of Yang Feng's name. Their teeth chattered, and their eyes brimmed with terror.

"Devil Ancestor!!"

"He is the Devil Ancestor!!"

"It's the Devil Ancestor!!"

"..."

The moment the Six Doors constables heard Yang Feng's name, their expressions changed drastically, and they directly retreated more than twenty steps.

The Devil Ancestor was a terrifying existence who had destroyed an army of a hundred thousand alone, annihilated a nation alone, conquered twenty great provinces in ten days, and swept through all before him.

Everyone present was well-informed. They all knew perfectly well that the Devil Ancestor's destruction of an army of a hundred thousand was not a rumor, but a solid fact. Such a terrifying existence was simply not something humans could contend against.

The young noble held in Yang Feng's grasp trembled violently and cried out, "Lord Devil Ancestor, I am willing to serve you! Please spare my life, Lord Devil Ancestor!!"

"Only after there is a Bole can there be a thousand-mile horse. Thousand-mile horses are common, but Boles are rare. With such a disposition, even if he were cultivated, he would likely become someone who betrays his master and destroys his ancestors. Besides, there are so many geniuses in this world. The deaths of one or two make no difference."

Yang Feng sighed softly and pressed a finger to the young noble's brow. The young noble's body immediately exploded, blood spraying across the ground. He was dead beyond