Chapter 848: What A Waste!

"What?"

Sun Li's eyes widened in shock.

What kind of technique was this?

Even though Shi Yuan and Shi Hao were Dao Mirror-level experts, they shouldn’t have been so easily defeated.

At the very least, they should have been able to put up a fight.

But in this young man's hands, their strength seemed as insignificant as a child's. With a single slap, they were sent tumbling to the ground.

"Form the formation, attack!"

Sun Li waved his hand and shouted to his comrades behind him.

Upon hearing this, the dozens of people behind him swiftly changed their stances, their bodies surrounded by a thick aura of power.

"Three Lives Formation!"

As the leader roared, the swirling energy turned into bridges, connecting each member of the formation.

In an instant, the power of every person in the formation surged.

Through the enhancement of the formation, each person temporarily gained the combined strength of the entire group.

With the formation's coordination, they charged towards Yi Feng with earth-shattering momentum.

"Die!"

They roared, completely sealing off Yi Feng's escape routes.

Seeing this, Sun Li smirked coldly from behind.

The reason their Three Lives Sect could stand firm in the world was due to the Three Lives Formation, a technique that every disciple could cultivate.

With this formation, they had turned the tide of battle countless times.

The combined strength of these people was enough to make even ordinary Dao Mirror-level experts despair, let alone now when each person was amplified by the formation's power.

So what if Yi Feng was strong? Could he really break through their Three Lives Formation?

In Sun Li's eyes, Yi Feng was already a dead man.

Yi Feng watched the group expressionlessly.

They were jumping around like monkeys, forming hand seals as if they were characters from *"Naruto."*

"Fancy but useless," Yi Feng muttered with a deadpan expression, then casually slapped forward.

"Smack!"

The people at the front were instantly knocked to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

After casually slapping down a few more people, Yi Feng raised his hand again and delivered another slap.

Several more were sent flying.

With these people knocked out, the Three Lives Formation was forcibly dispersed.

The formation shattered, and the remaining members suffered backlash, their qi and blood churning as they stumbled backward, their energy depleted.

"W-What?"

The smirk on Sun Li's face froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The Three Lives Formation… was forcibly shattered?

At this thought, Sun Li felt his legs go weak.

This was a real iron wall.

An absolute iron wall.

"You’re so weak, yet you still dare to come here and steal? Why don’t you just go home and farm?"

Yi Feng said coldly, then ignored the group and walked straight up to Sun Li, extending his hand.

"J-Just who are you?"

Sun Li tightly gripped the black box in his hand, his face filled with unwillingness.

"Why do you care who I am? Hand it over."

Yi Feng snatched the black box back.

Sun Li’s mouth hung open in shock.

What kind of power was this?

When Yi Feng took the box from him, he couldn’t even resist. It wasn’t until the box was already in Yi Feng’s hand that he even realized what had happened.

"Sir, the humiliation today will be remembered by our Three Lives Sect. We will certainly seek repayment in the future."

Sun Li spoke through gritted teeth, then waved his hand and took a step, tearing through space and stepping into it.

"Step of a Thousand Miles."

In one step, he appeared a thousand miles away.

However.

Just as he thought he had escaped, a hand grabbed him by the waistband of his pants.

"With those tiny legs of yours, where do you think you’re going?"

Yi Feng gave a light tug.

"Rip!"

Sun Li's pants split open, leaving him with nothing but his bare buttocks, the pants now hanging only from his thighs to his ankles.

And just like that, Sun Li was dragged back, losing his pants in the process.

At this moment.

Sun Li’s courage completely evaporated.

He had just taken the Step of a Thousand Miles, and he should have been a thousand miles away. Yet, he was forcibly dragged back?

What kind of terrifying power was this?

"Sir, what exactly do you want?"

Sun Li asked, feeling the breeze against his exposed backside, his hands instinctively covering his buttocks.

"Did I say you could leave?"

Yi Feng said coldly. "You dug the hole, now you fill it."

"What do you want us to do?"

Sun Li asked, his face dark.

"This hole you dug, you’ll fill it back up the same way you dug it."

"If it’s not done right, none of you are leaving."

Yi Feng said sternly.

Sun Li was stunned.

He had thought Yi Feng would demand something much more severe, but all he wanted was for them to fill the hole.

While it was clear Yi Feng was intentionally humiliating them, filling a hole was manageable, especially since they were clearly outmatched.

But the thought of the earlier events made Sun Li wish he could sink into the ground.

Clenching his teeth, he had no choice but to agree.

Under Yi Feng’s watchful gaze, Sun Li and the Three Lives Sect members began to fill the hole.

Yi Feng hadn’t expected that while they were poor fighters, they were quite efficient at filling holes.

Though he also knew that, as cultivators, even though their strength was lacking, they were still far more capable than ordinary people when it came to manual labor.

Once the work was done, Yi Feng picked up the black box next to him and began examining it.

"Sir, the hole has been filled. Can we leave now?"

As he spoke, Sun Li’s gaze was fixed on the black box in Yi Feng’s hands, his eyes filled with resentment.

That priceless treasure should have been his!

Yi Feng ignored Sun Li’s question and instead focused on the black box in his hands.

He needed to check if anything was missing before letting them go.

He opened the box.

Inside were twenty shiny spirit crystals.

"One, two, three, four…"

Yi Feng counted them over and over.

Sun Li, however, was disappointed. He had hoped the legendary box contained something more valuable, but it was just a few dozen spirit crystals.

Still, the box itself was the true treasure.

After counting three times to confirm that not a single spirit crystal was missing, Yi Feng took a cloth and carefully wiped each crystal clean before storing them into his spatial ring.

As for the box…

It was too dirty.

There was mud stuck in the cracks. Might as well throw it away.

After all, he had plenty of these boxes at home. They weren’t valuable.

He tossed it to the ground.

Then stepped on it.

*Crack!*

The sound of the box shattering under Yi Feng’s foot was like thunder to Sun Li and his comrades.

They stood there, dumbfounded.

Their jaws dropped as they watched the pieces of the once-priceless box scatter across the ground, their hearts bleeding.

At this moment.

They wanted to skin Yi Feng alive.

You freaking jerk! You spent so much time carefully wiping and protecting those worthless spirit crystals, but you didn’t give a damn about the priceless box and just crushed it like it was trash?

What a waste! What a freaking waste!

Sun Li and the others twitched uncontrollably, their facial muscles spasming.

"You can leave now. Remember, be good people in the future."

Yi Feng said with satisfaction.

But he noticed the group standing still, unmoving.

"Hey, you’re really something. I’m telling you to leave, but you just stand there. Fine, I don’t have time to waste with you. I’m leaving."

With that, Yi Feng activated his system and vanished in an instant.