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

In an instant, Han Li's pupils shrank.

"Brother Li, be careful!"

Amid his exclamation, Ye Chengde's eyes flashed with ferocity.

His short frame leaped into the air, his palms radiating a chilling aura.

There was also an extra dagger, a dagger filled with murderous intent.

This is Ye Chengde's magical weapon, the Cold Light Dagger.

Although this dagger is only a low-grade magic weapon, once you are cut by it,

The chilling aura emanating from its dagger would then penetrate the opponent's body.

Freeze his spiritual power, freeze his meridians.

This caused him to suffer greatly from the cold poison!

Although the Cold Light Dagger is not of high grade, it can still cause great damage to Qi Refining cultivators due to its strange function.

Ye Chengde once used this dagger to kill a rogue cultivator whose cultivation level was similar to his own.

Now he has found the right time and is giving it his all.

The cold-light dagger aimed straight for Li Feiyu's throat.

The situation was reversed in an instant!

"We won! We won!"

Looking at Li Feiyu, who was still locked in fierce combat with Ye Chengxin and ignored Han Li's reminder, he saw...

Ye Chengde was overjoyed, and the speed at which he thrust the dagger toward him increased even further.

With a clang, the dagger flashed through the air, its cold light slicing down.

Under Ye Chengde's astonished gaze, Li Feiyu smiled slightly.

With a sudden turn of his slender body, he perfectly avoided his fatal blow.

"I have long heard of the five great protectors of the Ye family, whose reputations are renowned."

"I never expected that the dignified Protector Ye Jiade would resort to such despicable means."

Li Feiyu stared at the dagger in Ye Chengde's hand and slowly spoke.

"Hmph! Li Feiyu, didn't you also secretly harm my two younger brothers?"

"And did this good-for-nothing really trick us two brothers into coming here?!"

Ye Chengde sneered repeatedly, glancing at Han Li with a surge of anger rising within him.

Now that things have come to this, he understands perfectly well.

The so-called "Ye Fan" was nothing more than a pawn used by Li Feiyu to deceive the brothers.

Li Feiyu deliberately tricked the two of them.

They wanted to repeat what happened before, to divide the five brothers so they could defeat them one by one.

"What!" Upon hearing this, Ye Chengxin was greatly surprised.

"You little brat, you dare lie to me? You're asking for it!"

He was furious, pointing his big fingers at Han Li.

This terrified him, and he involuntarily took a small step back.

"Haha, now that Protector De understands, what do you want to do next?"

Li Feiyu revealed a playful smile, his sharp eyes staring intently at the two of them.

It was as if they were watching some kind of prey.

"Hmph, kid."

"So what if I fall into your trap?"

"If my brother and I join forces, we can hold our own against even the eldest brother."

"Dealing with a cunning and treacherous thief like you is a piece of cake."

Ye Chengde remained calm and composed.

"Third brother, go and deal with Ye Fan first."

He pointed at Han Li and said coldly, "I'll handle Li Feiyu. We brothers should finish this quickly!"

"good--!"

Ye Chengde clenched his huge fist and revealed a sinister smile.

The sinister gaze fixed on Han Li sent chills down his spine.

Ye Chengde, however, held a dagger in his hand, extremely vigilant, staring at Li Feiyu.

They then prepared to defend themselves.

"You little brat! You dare lie to our brothers? Today is your death day!"

Ye Chengde roared, and a giant hammer with a gleaming luster appeared in his hand.

This is also a magical artifact, with immense power.

Upon seeing this enormous hammer...

Han Li felt a chill run down his spine, and he slipped and tried to leave.

"Where do you think you're going, kid! Take this!"

But Ye Chengde grinned menacingly, and his massive body soared into the air.

The giant hammer in his hand exuded unparalleled momentum and terrifying killing intent as it slammed down towards Han Li.

Although he was huge, he moved slowly.

But after all, he was a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, whose strength far surpassed Han Li's.

How could Han Li possibly withstand his full-force attack?

"Brother Li, save me!" Han Li cried out desperately.

This only made Ye Chengde more vigilant.

"Ye Fan, I'd like to see who can save you now!"

He stood in front of Li Feiyu and spoke coldly.

Ye Chengxin is now using all his strength to kill Han Li.

With himself blocking Li Feiyu's way, how could he possibly survive?

But the next moment!

A fierce wind ripped through the air, and a blurry figure passed by Ye Chengde.

He was speechless, his gaze blank.

With a soft "poof," it appeared before the burning thatched hut.

A giant hand containing overwhelming demonic energy slammed down on Ye Chengxin.

He let out a wail, coughed up blood, and flew backward.

"How is that possible!"

Ye Chengde clenched his teeth, his face filled with disbelief.

He and Li Feiyu were both experts at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

But how could Li Feiyu be so fast?

He didn't even have time to react.

"call--!"

Looking at the imposing figure before him, Han Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, his feet seemingly floating on the ground.

He quietly walked towards Ye Chengde and the other man.

This is the basic secret technique of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art—the Devouring Void Step.

Not only can it greatly increase speed, but it can even allow Li Feiyu to tread on the void with his Qi Refining cultivation.

To fly through the air like a Golden Core cultivator!

What did Ye Chengde's obstruction matter in the face of the Devouring Void Step?

"ah--!"

Before the burning thatched hut, Ye Chengxin howled in agony.

"Third brother, are you alright?"

Ye Chengde stared intently at Li Feiyu. At this moment, the Ye family's Protector was already icy cold and sweating profusely.

The strength this thief has displayed is already awe-inspiring.

I'm afraid even if their eldest brother Ye Chengren came, he might not be a match for them.

The two brothers are probably in grave danger here today.

"It's nothing, just a broken arm."

Ye Chengxin struggled to get up, having already lost his magical artifact.

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly are you?!"

Ye Chengde gritted his teeth, suppressing his emotions, and began to question Li Feiyu.

"Guardian of Virtue, what else could I be?"

"I am Li Feiyu of the Seven Mysteries Sect, and I will kill you all today."

Li Feiyu spread his hands and smiled as he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, my elder brother is exceptionally strong, and the Ye family even has an ancestor to oversee it."

"If my brother and I were to die here today, I fear you would make our Ye family our mortal enemy."

"How about we each take a step back and let us brothers leave?"

"If you can do this, not only will your hatred with my Ye family be resolved, but you will also become an honored guest of my Ye family."

Ye Chengde steadied himself and struggled to survive.

But Li Feiyu remained unmoved: "Guardian De, don't you think it's a bit too late for you to say these things now?"

His feud with the Ye family began with Ye Mei.

The Ye family was arrogant and aggressive, and Li Feiyu also wanted to cultivate demonic arts.

It's no longer important who is right and who is wrong between the two sides.

The key point is that in the world of cultivation, strength is paramount.

If Li Feiyu were not strong enough, he would probably have been killed by Ye Mei's sexual exploitation and turned into medicinal residue.

Who can uphold justice for him?

It's likely that aside from Han Li seeking revenge for Li Feiyu after achieving mastery of his cultivation, no one would utter a word for a mere medicinal residue.

This is the cruelty of the cultivation world.

Unfortunately, Li Feiyu possessed demonic powers.

Since Ye Mei wanted to use her stamina, the Ye family, confident in their strength, became aggressive and domineering.

Therefore, it is only natural for Li Feiyu to turn them into his own furnaces.

After all, this is the ironclad rule of the cultivation world.

Everything is determined by strength; in the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak!