"That's Yi Yun!"
A Taixia Ancient Mining warrior said with a voice transmission as he fought and retreated.
"This punk is still hiding his strength. Although I already know that he's not simple, I never expected him to reach the inner valley alone!" Zhou Fang's expression was nasty. Even their Taixia Ancient Mining had lost a number of disciples on their way to the inner valley. Godly Monarch Divineheart could not protect everyone, so it was inevitable that disciples perished while gathering resources along the way.
They had the protection of a Godly Monarch, but that was already the case. Now, they were fighting the Ghosts, leaving them in a wretched state. Zhou Fang was naturally displeased to see Yi Yun stay out of the matter and watch from the sidelines.
"We can't let this punk have it easy. He has hidden his strength, so he can share the pressure for us!"
Zhou Fang quickly said to his trusted disciples. They understood his intentions and immediately changed directions with Zhou Fang, flying towards Yi Yun.
Behind them were five one-eyed Ghost warriors. All of them were Ghost Lord cultivators, and the five of them were in hot pursuit!
"Disciple-Nephew Yi, well done. I never expected you to rendezvous with us in the inner valley so soon. Quickly receive us!"
Zhou Fang shouted from afar. Yi Yun was a member of the Taixia Ancient Mining and was of the same race as them. There was no need for him to put on an act. Furthermore, Yi Yun was naturally extraordinary for him to reach the inner valley alone. Perhaps, they could turn the tide of the battle thanks to Yi Yun.
As they closed the gap, the five Ghost warriors turned their attention to Yi Yun because of Zhou Fang's words.
At that moment, Yi Yun suddenly grinned. "Who do you think will receive you?"
"I'll receive you now!"
Yi Yun roared as all his lifeblood powers erupted like a volcano!
Roar —
A resounding dragon's roar surged into the nine heavens. At that moment, a gigantic divine dragon phantom appeared behind Yi Yun. His lifeblood powers were like a majestic sea that made one's blood boil!
The immense lifeblood pressure made Zhou Fang and his disciples feel as though they had slammed into a wall!
And at that moment, Yi Yun smashed the Ascending Dragon Cauldron at Zhou Fang!
Nine Stances of the Ascending Dragon — Reverse Scale!
With Yi Yun's Dragon Emperor bloodline, he activated the Ascending Dragon Cauldron's divine armament. Instantly, it smashed towards Zhou Fang like a meteor!
Zhou Fang was greatly alarmed. He thought that even if Yi Yun was filled with hatred, he could only suffer in silence in his haste and help them take the bullet.
However, he never expected that Yi Yun, a human and a disciple of the Taixia Ancient Mining, would openly attack him with Godly Monarch Divineheart present!
"Yi Yun, you are courting death!"
Zhou Fang only managed to say those words before he collided with Yi Yun's Ascending Dragon Cauldron.
With his life on the line, Zhou Fang could only block with the black saber in his hand!
"Bang!"
With an explosive boom, energy surged as Zhou Fang felt his arm tremble violently. His bones nearly dislocated. Yi Yun's potent lifeblood powers, coupled with the 'Dragon Emperor Technique,' struck Zhou Fang's organs, causing him to spit out blood from his severe injuries!
"Ah!"
Zhou Fang screamed and retreated, but behind him were the five Ghost Lords of the Ghost Race!
They had drawn strength from the Thousand-eyed Mo and were still in peak condition. They originally believed that Yi Yun was here to provide reinforcements and were planning on taking action, but they never expected such a sudden turn of events. It left them dumbfounded.
However, ghosts were ghosts after all. Their emotions were a lot colder than humans. In just a thousandth of a second, they had attacked!
"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"
Five scarlet beams of light shot towards Zhou Fang and company.
"Puah! Puah!
Puah! "The disciple beside Zhou Fang was pierced through the back of his heart by the red beams, dying tragically on the spot.
As for Zhou Fang, he was slightly stronger. He managed to avoid being hit in his vital spots at the brink of life and death, but two beams of red light penetrated his arm and thigh.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Zhou Fang cried out tragically. In a blink of an eye, his injured thigh and arm began to wither and rot. His vitality was rapidly draining away!
The Ghost warriors' attacks contained the power to corrode one's vitality.
He gritted his teeth and slashed his black saber horizontally, severing his injured arm and thigh. Instantly, blood splattered as Zhou Fang's severed arm and leg shriveled into dried meat in midair.
"You … You …"
The corners of Zhou Fang's mouth were stained with blood. He did not hate the Ghost warriors, but Yi Yun.
He had lost an arm and leg, and there was no possibility of reconnecting them. Even if he survived today, his strength would be greatly reduced!
"You actually attacked me. What utter foolishness. Do you think you have the right to be a lackey of the Ghost race?"
The Ghost race had always been xenophobic. Humans and Fey were still acceptable because of the racial differences, but humans and Ghosts were separated by life and death.
Yi Yun stood on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron and looked at Zhou Fang. He sneered and said, "You think too highly of yourself. I only want to kill you because I don't like the look of you. It's that simple."
As Yi Yun spoke, an azure blue sword appeared in his hand. He pointed the sword tip at Zhou Fang with overwhelming killing intent.
A look of horror immediately appeared in Zhou Fang's eyes. He had already lost an arm and a leg, but Yi Yun still wanted to kill him?
Godly Monarch Divineheart was still around!
"Since I've offended you, I might as well kill you. What do you think?"
As Yi Yun spoke, he slashed out with the sword in his hand.
"Cha!"
A cold beam containing destructive powers stabbed at Zhou Fang.
"You!"
Zhou Fang was alarmed. He brandished his black saber to block, but he had lost an arm and leg. His strength was greatly drained, leaving him with less than half his strength. The gap between him and Yi Yun was just too great.
"Peng!"
The black saber in his hand was sent flying as Mirage Snow's momentum did not waver. Like a snake's tongue, it stabbed straight into Zhou Fang's throat.
With a sweep of the sword, a rain of blood splattered out. Zhou Fang's head flew more than a hundred feet into the air. He had died just like that!
Yi Yun reached out his hand and grabbed Zhou Fang's interspatial ring.
And at that moment, Yi Yun also sensed a killing intent lock onto him.
He turned his head and saw that it was Steward Zhou!
"Yi Yun, you killed Zhou Fang!?"
Steward Zhou had just engaged in an intense battle with a Ghost Lord, forcing him into retreat. He had no time to save Zhou Fang, and in a few seconds, Zhou Fang was dead.
Zhou Fang was his cousin after all. Although they did not have much brotherly ties in a large family clan, it was not right for him to be killed by Yi Yun.
"He wanted to harm me, so I killed him. It's only right and proper," said Yi Yun calmly.
Steward Zhou frowned, but at that moment, he did not dare fight Yi Yun. The Ghost race was right in front of them, and Yi Yun was unfathomable!
Yi Yun's strength far exceeded his expectations. He had traversed the outer valley alone and killed Zhou Fang in a few seconds!
Although Zhou Fang was inferior to him, he was not too far off. That also meant that Yi Yun's strength was definitely above his!
How could a junior like him be this strong? His future was practically limitless!
Just thinking of how he had neglected Yi Yun all this while and how he had offended Yi Yun when he first entered the God Confusion Valley, Steward Zhou was filled with regret.
This person was originally a member of their Taixia Ancient Mining, but now, he had nearly become an enemy.
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