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

"Stop trying to fool me. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew? Watch how I take you down."

The burly man roared, like an enraged bear, his muscles bulging, all his Foundation Establishment stage true energy poured into his right fist, he wanted to smash this boastful brat into pieces with one punch.

Qin Long's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Be careful, sir!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Ye Yaocheng moved.

He left only a faint afterimage in place, and the next second, he was already standing in front of the burly man, so close that their faces were almost touching.

Ye Yaocheng's calm face was reflected in the burly man's pupils.

And then there was that right hand, which had been completely covered in golden light at some point.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll send you off."

Ye Yaocheng spoke, his golden right fist casually extended.

There was no earth-shattering display, no fancy moves, just a simple punch that landed squarely on the burly man's chest.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still for a split second.

"puff!"

The sound of flesh and blood exploding rang out.

The burly man's forward momentum suddenly froze. He looked down and saw a hole the size of a bowl in his chest.

The room was bright from the front and back, and you could see Huang Lili's pale face behind her.

"you……"

He opened his mouth, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"...How is it possible...to be that strong..."

He was not reconciled.

He is at the Foundation Establishment stage! He is the head of the three great elders of the White Tiger Society! He is a savage bear who can tear steel plates apart with his bare hands!

But this seemingly thin and tall young man only used one punch.

One punch shattered all his pride, along with his heart.

With resentment, the bear fell.

The body crashed to the ground with a dull thud, and blood gushed from the hole in its chest, quickly staining a large area of ​​the floor tiles red.

died.

A Foundation Establishment stage expert was instantly killed in a single encounter.

The area in front of the Junhu Group building was completely silent.

"Wild Bear—!!!"

Huang Lili's scream shattered the silence.

Her eyes instantly turned bloodshot as she stared intently at Ye Yaocheng, her alluring face twisted into a demonic grimace: "You...you actually dared to kill the Savage Bear! I'll make you pay with your life! I'll make you pay for his death—!!!"

She waved her hand violently and roared hysterically, "Everyone! Attack! Kill him! I'll give ten million to whoever cuts off his head!!!"

The White Tiger Gang's subordinates, who were initially stunned by the generous reward, now had greedy eyes.

Ten million!

"kill--!!!"

A dense crowd surged toward Ye Yaocheng like a tidal wave.

Cleavers, iron bars, and daggers gleamed coldly in the setting sun.

Their numbers were at least twice that of the Black Dragon Society, and their momentum was so great that the ground trembled.

Qin Long's expression changed drastically.

"Quick! Protect the adults!!!"

He was the first to rush in front of Ye Yaocheng, followed closely by the four members of the Saitama Society. In an instant, more than fifty members of the Black Dragon Society formed a human wall.

But Qin Long was trembling inside; there were just too many people.

Even if an adult can instantly kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a swarm of so many desperate criminals could still kill a master with a flurry of punches!

"No need for that."

Ye Yaocheng's voice came from behind, calm but even tinged with impatience.

"A bunch of trash, what's the use of having so many of them?"

He took a step forward, stepping over the human wall formed by Qin Long, and faced the dark mass of people rushing towards him alone.

The jade pendant flashed, and more than a dozen silver rays appeared out of thin air, hovering in front of Ye Yaocheng.

There were thirteen throwing knives in total, each only three inches long, as thin as a cicada's wing, with a mercury-like luster flowing across its blade.

"Today I'll show you that in the face of absolute power, numbers are nothing but a joke."

Ye Yaocheng tapped his finger lightly, and with each tap, a gun was fired.

Or rather, it wasn't shot out, but disappeared!

The next second, the dozen or so people at the front of the White Tiger will freeze simultaneously.

A thin line of blood appeared on their necks.

The blood vessels expanded, and the head rolled off.

The body remained in a forward-leaning posture, taking two more steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

But this is only the beginning.

Silver light weaved through the crowd.

So fast! So fast that you can't even see the trajectory!

All that could be seen were streaks of silver threads weaving into a net in the air, and the members of the White Tiger Society were like insects that had crashed into the net.

With each flash of silver light, three or four people fell.

They will either die or be maimed.

Severed arms, severed legs, half a shoulder cut off... screams instantly replaced shouts of killing.

Wherever the silver light passed, blood mist splattered and severed limbs flew everywhere.

ten seconds.

Just ten seconds.

The more than one hundred elite White Tiger Gang members who rushed up were all lying on the ground.

Those who could still move were wailing, while those who couldn't move were already silent.

The area in front of Junhu Group's gates had become a living hell, with blood pooling into streams that flowed through the cracks in the paving stones.

Thirteen throwing knives flew back to Ye Yaocheng, their blades unstained by a single drop of blood.

A flash of silver light, and it vanished.

At this moment, there was absolute silence, as if even the wind had stopped.

Qin Long opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Behind him, all the Black Dragon Society members had the same expression: wide eyes, pale faces, and stiff bodies.

They knew the adults were strong, but they didn't expect them to be this strong!

One person against a hundred.

The battle was over in ten seconds.

This is not a fight.

This is a massacre!

Qin Long swallowed hard; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He was incredibly grateful that he had chosen to submit, and that he hadn't been as foolish as the White Tiger Society in provoking this man.

Otherwise… He glanced at the White Tiger Society members wailing all over the ground, and then at the savage bear corpse with a hole in its chest.

This is how it ends.

"Clatter".

The cigarette in Huang Lili's hand fell to the ground.

Her legs went weak, and she slumped down, her red lips trembling.

"No...it's impossible..."

She muttered to herself, her eyes unfocused.

One second ago, she was the White Tiger Society's president in control, with a hundred elites under her command and three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The next second, the guardian spirit died, and the elite force was rendered useless.

She became a lone commander.

"What's impossible?"

Ye Yaocheng walked up to her and looked down at her.

The setting sun cast a long shadow over Huang Lili, completely enveloping her.

"Within a few days, the White Tiger Society will be expelled, and all its properties and territories will belong to the Black Dragon Society."

He spoke calmly, as if stating a fact that had already occurred.

Huang Lili suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with resentment, staring intently at Ye Yaocheng like a venomous snake.

"You think... that's the end of it?"

She suddenly laughed, a maniacal laugh.

"You really think... I, the White Tiger Society, could suppress the Black Dragon Society within a month?!"

Her voice was shrill as she pointed at Ye Yaocheng: "Let me tell you! We have a master behind us! It was the master who gave us our power! It was the master who helped us cultivate our foundation! Today you have ruined the master's hard work, and the master will definitely—"

"—Kill you all!!!"

She practically screamed the last four words.