Ye Feng spread his divine sense, and everything within a hundred-kilometer radius appeared in his mind.
Ye Feng also discovered traces of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. There were quite a few of them this time-twenty Ōtsutsuki, in fact.
However, the strongest seemed to be only at the middle stage of the nascent soul realm.
Ye Feng really thought little of strength at that level. He planned to quickly subdue these nascent soul realm Ōtsutsuki and leave the rest for Orochimaru and the others to practice on.
The brazen actions of Ye Feng's group immediately attracted the Ōtsutsuki's attention.
Soon, twenty members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan appeared before Ye Feng.
The Ōtsutsuki leading them suddenly said with a laugh:
"So it's just a bunch of weaklings. I've been pretty bored lately. They'll make for some entertainment."
Hearing the other's contemptuous words, Ye Feng curled his lips slightly in a disdainful smile.
He loosely curled his right hand, and a sword of light swiftly appeared in his grasp.
Ye Feng lightly swung his sword, sending a fierce blast of sword energy whistling straight toward the leading Ōtsutsuki.
Seeing this, the Ōtsutsuki unleashed their respective techniques, attempting to block Ye Feng's attack.
However, their power was utterly insignificant before Ye Feng.
The sword energy easily pierced their defenses, instantly sending the leading Ōtsutsuki flying.
The other Ōtsutsuki paled at the sight. They realized they had encountered a formidable enemy.
Ye Feng flickered, appearing among the Ōtsutsuki like a phantom. His sword swung relentlessly, unleashing dazzling swaths of sword light.
The Ōtsutsuki could not withstand Ye Feng's attacks at all. Within moments, several had been wounded and knocked to the ground.
However, those on the ground were all nascent soul realm Ōtsutsuki, while the weaker ones remained completely unharmed.
Yet before Ye Feng's overwhelming strength,