With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

The alleyway was filled with smoke and dust.

Ye Yaocheng stepped on the black-robed man's chest, his voice icy.

"Speak, who are you?"

Why did you ambush me?

The man in the black robe grinned, a blood-stained smile that appeared ferocious in the shadow of his hood.

"Heh heh!" he rasped. "Want to know who I am? I'll tell you...!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and flicked his sleeve!

"Whoosh!"

A large cloud of black powder exploded instantly!

Like a thick fog, it completely enveloped Ye Yaocheng!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the man in black rolled away and escaped Ye Yaocheng's control!

He stepped back three meters away, looked at Ye Yaocheng shrouded in black mist, and laughed heartily.

"Kid!" he said smugly, "After being hit by my 'Ten Thousand Insects Devouring Heart Powder,' you'll just have to wait and experience the agony of having your heart devoured by ten thousand insects!"

Seeing the black mist enveloping everything without any movement, the man in black robes gritted his teeth and said.

"My Yin Sha Poison was perfectly designed, but you, you blind fool, interfered!"

"All of this is your own fault."

It turns out that the man in black robes was the one who poisoned Ji Mingyue!

When he heard that his Yin Sha poison had no effect, he exclaimed that it was impossible.

So they began an investigation, and later learned by chance that Ye Yaocheng had cured the mayor's wife.

He immediately realized that Ye Yaocheng must have cured Ji Mingyue's poison!

That's why they followed him all the way, looking for an opportunity to ambush him.

Today, he finally got his chance.

He just didn't expect that this kid was actually a martial artist!

"So, it was you who poisoned Mingyue with Yin Sha Poison?!"

Just then, a figure slowly emerged from the black mist.

Ye Yaocheng dusted off his clothes, looked at the man in black robes, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Ji Mingyue is his wife now, so for her to do this is tantamount to courting death.

"Hehehe..." The man in black robes let out a sinister laugh. "Now that you know, what can you do about it?"

He pointed at Ye Yaocheng, his eyes cruel: "You've already inhaled the Heart-Eating Powder. It won't be long before you die in excruciating pain!"

"You can go to hell with your answers; this is what happens when you offend me!"

Ye Yaocheng smiled, a smile full of disdain.

"A mere trick like this, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his true energy surged forth!

Golden light flowed beneath the skin!

An indestructible golden body!

This martial art emphasizes invulnerability to all attacks. When mastered, it can not only resist attacks on the soul but also prevent the body from decaying for thousands of years. How could this mere poison powder possibly harm him?

"What good is empty talk?" the man in black scoffed. "The more you use your inner energy, the faster the poison spreads!"

"You will die from the poison within five steps!"

He was extremely confident.

He's a professional when it comes to using drugs!

"Yeah?"

Ye Yaocheng said calmly.

The next second, he vanished!

The black-robed man's pupils suddenly contracted!

So fast!

He was about to step back when a fist appeared in his chest!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud!

The man in black robes was sent flying backward like a cannonball, crashing hard into the wall of the alley!

"boom!"

The walls are cracked, and bricks are flying everywhere!

The man in the black robe slid to the ground.

"puff--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest caved in, and his breath became weak; he looked like he was about to die.

He stared wide-eyed at Ye Yaocheng in disbelief.

"Impossible, how come you haven't been poisoned after all this time?"

Even now, he still doesn't understand why.

He used this poison to kill many martial artists, and even poisoned a Qi Refining Peak cultivator!

Why is this kid alright?

Could it be that the poison was used incorrectly?

He tried to stand up, but failed several times.

He could only lie on the ground in despair, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

Ye Yaocheng walked up to him, stepped on his chest, looked down at him, and spoke in a cold voice.

I'm giving you one last chance.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

The man in black robes gave a bitter laugh, revealing bloody teeth and a venomous look in his eyes.

"Kid, don't get cocky. If I hadn't used the wrong poison, you'd be dead today!"

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow.

"Don't flatter yourself. Your so-called poison is really useless against me."

"I can cure even the Yin Sha Poison quickly, so what's so special about your poison?"

He paused, his voice mocking, "To be honest, you're really not that good at poisoning. Have you never poisoned anyone to death before? You're so incompetent."

"you!"

The man in black robes spat out another mouthful of blood. He stared intently at Ye Yaocheng, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Kid, you are very strong, but the Soul Hall will not let you go."

"You and Ji Mingyue will both die."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, broken and intermittent, his eyes unfocused: "I'll be waiting for you down there..."

"The Soul Palace's plan... will definitely succeed."

After saying that, his neck lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing.

Ye Yaocheng checked and only stood up after confirming that the man in black robes was completely dead.

Too lazy to waste time, he raised his hand and circulated his inner energy, and a wisp of crimson flame ignited in his palm.

The temperature rose instantly!

With a wave of his hand, flames landed on the black-robed man's corpse.

"boom!"

The body was instantly engulfed in flames!

It burned to ashes in just a few seconds, and vanished without a trace with a gust of wind.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Ye Yaocheng stood there, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The Soul Palace..." he repeated softly.

He had never heard of that name before.

But he doesn't sound like a nice guy.

He looked into the distance and sighed, "It seems that things are not going to be peaceful in Linjiang."

He had always found it strange that people from prominent families in the provincial capital, such as Wang Shiyu and Su Mei, would specifically come to a "small place" like Linjiang.

Now it seems that things are not so simple.

He shook his head; if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it for now.

Twenty minutes later, at the Black Dragon Society headquarters.

There was no one at the entrance of the building, not even a guard.

Ye Yaocheng immediately became alert.

Something's wrong; something must have happened.

He strode into the building and took the elevator straight to his office on the top floor.

Pushing open the door, I found Saitama slumped in a chair, his left hand bandaged and his face pale.

He looked utterly dejected.

He raised his eyelids slightly when he heard the door open.

Upon seeing that it was Ye Yaocheng, he suddenly stood up!

"Big brother! You've finally arrived!"

He shouted excitedly, but the movement was so big that it aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

But his face was full of excitement.

Ye Yaocheng walked into the office, closed the door, and looked at Qi Yu.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Saitama dared not hide anything and immediately recounted what had happened.

It turns out that a few days ago, the White Tiger Society broke its promise and ambushed Black Owl, one of the four hall masters of the Black Dragon Society!

When the Black Dragon Society received the news and rushed there, they discovered it was a trap!

Most of the White Tiger Society's top combatants were present!

The Black Dragon Society was caught off guard and ambushed!

Saitama's voice was hoarse, his fingertips white from gripping the weight: "If it weren't for the guild leader stepping in to save us, single-handedly holding off three Foundation Establishment experts from the White Tiger Guild, our Black Dragon Guild might have been wiped out!"

He looked down at his injured hand, gave a bitter laugh, and his voice choked with emotion.

"Even so, we still suffered heavy losses, and everyone was seriously injured."

"The chairman is still in critical condition and his life hangs in the balance."

Ye Yaocheng looked at Saitama, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"The White Tiger Sect has three Foundation Establishment cultivators, right?"

"That's right."

Saitama nodded: "The White Tiger Society originally only had two Foundation Establishment cultivators, but our intelligence had some oversights. We didn't expect their White Tiger Society leader to come as well. If it weren't for his involvement, we probably wouldn't have had such a hard time."

He looked up at Ye Yaocheng, a hint of despair in his eyes: "Brother, the decisive battle is tomorrow, can we still win?"

Ye Yaocheng didn't speak. He walked to the window and looked at the city below.

After a long silence, he turned around and said calmly, "Take me to see your president."

"Then, tell me the location and time of the final battle."

Saitama was taken aback. "Big brother, you..."

"Go and get ready," Ye Yaocheng interrupted him, tossing a pill to the other man at the same time.

"This is a healing pill. Taking it will greatly help your recovery. I believe you will be fully healed in no time."

"Tomorrow... I will personally go and meet those three Foundation Establishment cultivators."