Mortal: Fellow Daoist! May I borrow your essence for a moment?

This action immediately made Han Li gasp in surprise.

Ye Chengren's methods are truly remarkable.

"Brother, why give him so many spirit stones?"

Ye Chengxin looked at the storage bag with a heavy heart and spoke reluctantly.

"Third brother! Shut up!"

But Ye Chengren's imposing presence without anger silenced him, and he obediently shut his mouth.

"Second brother, take this."

"Remember, no matter what, you and your third brother must come back alive!"

A ball of dazzling dark gold light landed in Ye Chengde's hand, causing his expression to change drastically.

"Brother, you're going to capture the remnants of the Qin family; how can you lend us this treasure?"

"Second brother, don't worry."

Ye Chengren stood with his hands behind his back and slowly said, "Even if those remnants have talismanic treasures, my elder brother recently acquired something."

"I believe my cultivation level is sufficient to handle this."

"But Li Feiyu was able to kill my fourth and fifth brothers, so this kid should not be underestimated."

"Only when you and your third brother have this treasure can I, as the eldest brother, put my mind at ease."

"Big brother!" Upon hearing this, Ye Chengde and Ye Chengxin felt a lump in their throats.

"Go on, hurry up."

"It would be best to come back and have a drink with my elder brother before tomorrow."

Ye Chengren spoke solemnly, then leaped up.

He mounted a BMW and sped off to the location in the letter, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

They went to capture that remnant of the Qin family.

Ye Chengde and Ye Chengxin also acted swiftly and set off immediately.

It was just a pity for Han Paopao, who was cursed with a golden light by Ye Chengren.

Only in this way could the shrewd and calculating Ye Chengren be put at ease.

He was told to take his two younger brothers to find Li Feiyu.

Under the dark and windy night, with only sparse starlight, Han Li led Ye Chengde and the other man to a thatched hut.

The bonfire is burning, roasting beef and mutton, and the firelight illuminates Li Feiyu's figure.

"Li Feiyu! It really was you!"

Upon seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Ye Chengde was filled with rage and his hatred was hard to quell.

"You scoundrel, you killed my fourth and fifth brothers!"

"Today is the day to pay with your life!"

Ye Chengxin then clenched his fists and slammed them heavily into his chest.

"Two Dharma Protectors, we have arrived at the destination."

"You and Li Feiyu are both experts at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but I am of low strength."

"What happens after that is beyond my control."

"Please allow me to step aside for the time being."

Seeing this, Han Li quickly made his move and spoke up.

"Get out!"

Ye Chengren's cold words immediately made him feel as if he had been granted a pardon, and he quickly stepped aside to protect everyone in front of him.

"Li Feiyu! Today is your death day!"

Filled with boundless hatred, Ye Chengxin strode forward to the campfire.

"Haha, so it's the two protectors of the Ye family. You've come from afar, and I'm sorry I haven't been hospitable enough."

But Li Feiyu was not afraid at all; instead, she greeted Ye Chengxin with a smile.

"It doesn't look like a serious injury."

Ye Chengde glanced at Han Li in the distance, which made him tremble with fear.

"Third brother, this scoundrel doesn't look injured. Be careful!" He frowned and warned.

"Second brother, don't worry. Even if that scoundrel isn't injured, so what?"

"Today I'll show him what the five of us brothers are all about!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Chengxin clashed his fists together.

His entire body suddenly emitted an earthy yellow light, as solid as a rock.

His enormous fist was filled with unparalleled power.

"Mountain-Shaking Fist," Li Feiyu said in a deep voice.

Each of the Ye family's protectors has their own signature skill.

Ye Chengxin, on the other hand, practices earth-attribute techniques and focuses on power.

His fists possessed the power to shake mountains and move the earth.

"You scoundrel, you've got quite the audacity! Today, I'll send you to your doorstep with my Mountain-Shaking Fist!"

"To offer sacrifices to the spirits of my two younger brothers in heaven!"

Ye Chengxin roared, and his massive body moved with a thunderous boom.

The Mountain-Shaking Fist, with its earth-shattering force and unparalleled momentum, smashed towards Li Feiyu's head.

However, when faced with Ye Chengxin's Mountain-Shaking Fist...

Li Feiyu chuckled lightly, but under his two fists that could shake mountains and move mountains.

Without leaning to one side or dodging, it simply stopped right there.

"We won!"

At this moment, Ye Chengde, who was standing by, was overjoyed.

Ye Chengxin's Mountain-Shaking Fist is domineering and invincible.

Among the five brothers, even he dared not take on the task, except for the eldest brother Ye Chengren.

Li Feiyu was merely a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

They dared to confront the seemingly impossible, like an egg trying to break a rock, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot, directly facing the Mountain-Shaking Fist, which focuses on power.

I'm afraid that even if he doesn't die from his brother's attack, he'll be seriously injured!

"Li—"

Meanwhile, Han Li was extremely anxious.

How could he not know that he had fallen under Ye Chengren's Golden Light Curse?

Furthermore, all of the Ye brothers are ruthless and vicious.

If Li Feiyu is defeated, he will also be eliminated by the Ye brothers.

Only Li Feiyu managed to defeat and kill Ye Chengde and his brother.

Only then could he hope to break the Golden Light Curse by using the power of his demonic arts.

But Ye Chengxin's Mountain-Shaking Fist was incredibly domineering just by looking at its formation.

But Li Feiyu chose to take the hit head-on. Was he out of his mind?

At that moment, Han Li almost blurted out a reminder.

"Kid! You're finished!"

Seeing Li Feiyu so close at hand, Ye Chengxin was overjoyed and full of confidence.

His Mountain-Shaking Fist is only effective against those at or near-perfect level in the Qi Refining stage.

Very few people can withstand that head-on!

But Li Feiyu was incredibly arrogant and chose to take the hit head-on. Wasn't that just courting death?

A loud bang.

A fierce wind raged, and the campfires scattered.

Not only did it set the thatched hut ablaze, but it also illuminated the deep astonishment on everyone's faces.

Standing before Ye Chengxin, who was over ten feet tall.

Li Feiyu remained calm and composed, speaking with nonchalance.

He caught the incredibly powerful Mountain-Shaking Fist with his own palms!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, Ye Chengxin was shocked and could hardly believe it.

But Li Feiyu smiled and said:

"I have long heard that Protector Xin's Mountain-Shaking Fist can move mountains and shake the earth, but after seeing it today, I find it to be nothing special!"

Before he finished speaking, dark purple demonic energy surged from his palms.

No matter how hard Ye Chengxin punched, all his strength vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Ye Chengxin roared continuously, his massive body swinging huge fists and smashing them wildly at Li Feiyu.

But Li Feiyu countered with a single palm strike.

The strange demonic energy easily neutralized the force.

He launched repeated attacks in front of the burning thatched hut, exchanging blows with Ye Chengxin, each punch landing squarely.

He was beaten so badly that he broke out in a cold sweat, his formation was completely disrupted, and he could only defend himself without being able to fight back!

"It's a demonic cultivation technique! No wonder my fourth and fifth brothers died at his hands!"

Ye Chengde clenched his fists, and his sinister eyes glanced at Han Li again.

It made him wish he could run away immediately.

"No! Third Brother is no match for Li Feiyu. If this continues, he'll end up like Fourth and Fifth Brothers!"

Ye Chengde remained calm as he watched his brothers suffer repeated defeats while Li Feiyu continued to run rampant.

A chill surged through his right hand, which was behind his back—a chill so sharp it could pierce to the bone!