Splash.
Ye Fan tucked the three men's spatial treasures away. Inside were large quantities of spirit stones and other cultivation resources.
It was quite a substantial haul.
"Phew, phew, phew..."
Ma Yunteng panted heavily.
A torrent of shock, exhilaration, and excitement churned within him.
Too strong.
Ye Fan was simply absurdly powerful now.
He had undoubtedly surpassed their former teacher, Long Qing, the Supreme Alliance Leader of the Human Race!
Even the three Limit Demigod commanders of the Eastern Evil Civilization—terrifying experts whom he himself needed to wield devastating weapons against to severely injure—
were nothing more than clay chickens and porcelain dogs in Ye Fan's hands.
They had no ability to resist.
They were slaughtered at will.
At this moment,
Ma Yunteng truly believed that Ye Fan possessed peak Demigod-level combat power.
The suppression and gloom that had haunted him for three years
seemed to have been swept away in this instant.
Some of his former high spirits had returned.
"Brother Ma, all the alien races in this rich mine occupied by the Eastern Evil Civilization
have already been killed by me. You can send people to take it over."
Ye Fan made quick work of it.
After killing the three Limit Demigods of the Eastern Evil Civilization, he spoke to Ma Yunteng beside him.
"All of them are dead?"
Ma Yunteng found it somewhat unbelievable.
But when he recalled what had happened in Demigod Menjing's palace just now,
not a single Eastern Evil Civilization martial artist in the entire mine had emerged.
It had been eerily silent.
"Could he have wiped them out with Psychic Power?"
In his mind,
he suddenly recalled the Psychic Storm Ye Fan had unleashed within the Martial God Hall space.
That represented Ye Fan's Psychic Power having broken through to the Void God