I am a high-level martial arts master.

"I can't believe it's done like that!!!"

"A strategic retreat? Interesting."

"This is... subduing the enemy without fighting!"

On the battle platform, the grandmasters had subtle expressions as they looked at the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples below who were enduring the hardship.

Previously, they thought, "Ye Li is at a disadvantage → Ye Li makes a series of blunders → Ye Li's defeat is inevitable..."

Suddenly, things evolved to the point where Ye Li gave his acceptance speech.

These masters, whose thinking was somewhat old-fashioned, never imagined that tactics could be used in this way.

"Good idea! If we continue like this, we can turn the entire newest generation of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect into prisoners of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect in one fell swoop!" "This Soul Slash can actually be used in reverse."

"This Ye Li actually possesses such immense soul power; what exactly is his attribute?"

Various speculations and discussions spread among the masters.

Looking at Ye Li's great technique, everyone had strange expressions.

At the scene, Ye Li was under the influence of the great formation, and his blood and energy were being absorbed and constantly declining.

But he was completely unafraid, and sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, declaring:

"If you can bear it, then just hold on!"

"But if I die, I will never be able to receive such a strike again."

"Are your senior and junior sisters from the Pure Yin Immortal Sect able to satisfy you?"

"Their clumsy slingshot technique, their weak forehand and poor backhand, can they compare to my soul-splitting strike?"

Ye Li proclaimed this, and slowly restored his soul.

Unlike his previous encounter with the Dragon Girl, Ye Li was in the same body as her, which allowed them to form an internal cycle of soul fusion. Therefore, Ye Li used the Yin-Yang Tranquility Technique to replenish his mana.

Facing these outsiders, Ye Li deliberately released his soul using the Yin-Yang Tranquility Technique, similar to Yan She, which consumed a great deal of soul power. Amidst Ye Li's cold laughter, the faces of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples flushed red with suppressed rage.

After experiencing Ye Li's soul-slaying attack, a piercing emptiness gripped them, threatening to consume them completely. Time ticked by, and Ye Li's vital energy visibly diminished, but…

"..."

A sob, tinged with tears, rang out from the corner.

A handsome disciple suddenly covered his mouth, but his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

The hem of her ice-blue gauze skirt was soaked with glistening sweat, clinging tightly to her slightly cramping legs.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she looked at Feng Lingyi at the center of the formation, her eyes filled with guilt:

"I...I'm sorry...Senior Sister Feng...I...I can't hold on any longer..."

Before she could finish speaking, she seemed to have used up her last bit of strength, her figure suddenly breaking free from the illusory state that maintained the formation, staggering and falling to the ground, completely giving up the fight.

As her true form appeared, Ye Li smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Good, very good, excellent!"

"Since you are the first fairy to abandon darkness and embrace the light, showing your loyalty, then I will reward you handsomely!"

As he spoke, Ye Li raised his hand and struck the disciple with a soul-slaying strike, from which a satisfied moan immediately rang out.

This seemed like a signal; seeing fellow disciples who had defected and surrendered being encouraged and re-encouraged, the sense of loss in their hearts began to slide like an avalanche. "I'm sorry... Senior Sister Feng!"

"I can't take it anymore! Please... just a little longer..."

"My sect...this disciple is guilty! Ahh..."

One cry and apology after another rang out in the cold mist, and one figure after another broke free from the ethereal state of the formation, revealing their true forms. Ye Li granted their request, unleashing a few more Soul Slashes.

Each disciple's departure is like removing a cornerstone from the Void Freezing Sky Formation.

This was originally an innate grand formation, but it was forcibly cast by a group of people who had acquired their skills, so it is naturally not considered stable.

As one disciple after another left, the formation's operation instantly became chaotic.

The cold mist that had covered dozens of miles began to churn violently, becoming thinner and more transparent. The speed at which the ice crystals condensed slowed down to the point of being visible to the naked eye, and the force with which it absorbed Ye Li's blood and qi also weakened significantly.

"No! No! Hold on! You lecherous thief, die!"

Feng Lingyi's beautiful eyes were filled with anger as she watched her fellow disciples fall into depravity one by one, her heart breaking.

She shouted sternly, trying to regroup with her will, but even her own voice trembled with longing, as if she were pleading with Ye Li, and she couldn't persuade anyone else.

She knew that feeling better than anyone else!

Ye Li's progressively increasing soul-slaying attacks had already left an indelible mark on the depths of her soul.

Just as Ye Li said, he probably won't forget this feeling for the rest of his life.

"Hold on... For the dignity of the Immortal Sect... For the pride of the purebloods..."

Feng Ling screamed wildly in her heart, but when she saw the disciples around her who had surrendered, her misty eyes betrayed her inner desire. "Saintess Feng, it seems your sisters understand better than you what it means to be a wise person to yield to circumstances, and they are also more honest."

Ye Li was surrounded by a group of disciples from the Pure Yin Immortal Sect, his voice laced with mockery.

With more than half of the disciples completely abandoning the maintenance of the formation, the last shred of balance in the Void-Swept Cold Void Formation was utterly shattered.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out!

The extreme cold mist that enveloped the sky and earth seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, violently churning and then suddenly exploding!

The warm sunlight finally shone down on this ravaged valley without any obstruction.

The three hundred disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect felt a sudden lightness in their bodies, and the biting cold receded like a tide. Their suppressed true energy and blood qi instantly became active, and they all gasped for breath, their faces showing relief at surviving a calamity.

Without the protection of the formation and the illusionary state, the true forms of hundreds of Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples were fully revealed.

At this moment, they no longer possessed any of the aloofness and arrogance of the moon palace fairies; they collapsed limply to the ground, swaying from side to side.

Her ice-blue gauze dress was soaked with sweat, clinging to her exquisite body and outlining her alluring yet disheveled curves. Tears streamed down her beautiful face, her eyes were unfocused and glazed, and her cherry lips were slightly parted, emitting intermittent, unconscious breaths and suppressed sobs.

Even those who didn't surrender had already been thinking about it for a while.

Feng Lingyi trembled with rage. The grand formation that the Pure Yin Immortal Sect had set up to win the championship had been defeated in such a humiliating way. Ye Li walked up to Feng Lingyi and said, "How do you feel? How do you feel, Saintess Feng?"

"Your senior sister, your junior sister, your fellow disciples, their heads are all filled with my Soul Slash right now. Listen to what they're saying."

As he spoke, Ye Li swept his true energy around and pulled a disciple of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect in front of Feng Lingyi.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, I can't live without his Soul Slash anymore." A sob came from the disciple's mouth.

"Hey, she said it herself."

As Ye Li spoke, he ruthlessly shoved the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciple who was speaking aside.

Then he looked at Feng Lingyi and said, "As for you, since you're so resilient, then take this hit."

Feng Lingyi trembled and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

The next moment, Feng Ling felt Ye Li's right hand touch the top of her head, and he said coldly:

"Twelve layers of internal energy, Yin and Yang calming the mind!"

In an instant, a terrifying soul storm swept over Feng Lingyi's mind.

Ye Li immediately maximized the effect of his mental aura, unleashing a terrifying soul power two thousand times stronger, directly targeting the girl.

A moment later, Feng Ling also fell into a daze, her whole body trembling violently.

After Ye Li let go, he felt his arm being wrapped by a pair of icy little hands.

Feng Lingyi held on tightly, saying, "Don't let go, continue...continue using it."

"Heh heh... This is a quick slide to the knees, isn't it..." Ye Li sneered, thinking to himself, "That's pretty smooth."

But the next moment, a beam of light descended, sweeping across the disciples scattered on the ground before vanishing from Ye Li's sight. On the battle platform, Grandmaster Yue Ning coldly snorted:

"We, the Pure Yin Immortal Sect, have lost this battle and are withdrawing voluntarily."

The masters standing nearby didn't have much of an opinion on this; on the contrary, they felt that the other party had cast their vote too late.

Only after the souls and bellies of all the disciples in the sect had been swollen and their souls had taken on Ye Li's appearance did they think of leaving.

Above the stars, Ye Li watched the disappearing disciples of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect and clicked his tongue in exasperation. "The power of a Grandmaster," he thought, "if I have the chance, I'll just go to the Pure Yin Immortal Sect's lair and give their ancestors a good beating." Just as Ye Li was thinking this, in the Grandmaster's inner world, Fairy Yue Ning frowned as she looked at the disciples.

At this moment, this place has become a large-scale shopping frenzy for Fairy Hook. As soon as they left the environment without Ye Li, they started to cry because there would never be another amazing slash like Ye Li's.

Seeing her disciples' pathetic state, Yue Ning was about to explode with anger.

After a battle, I was almost shaped like the enemy.

"Once you get back, erase all memories and feelings of this part of your soul, and you won't want to think about men anymore," Yue Ning said coldly.

Looking at this bunch of spineless fools, it's just being slashed, what's the big deal? How much pleasure can they possibly get? They're so ignorant. Meanwhile, on the stars below, as the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples disappeared, Luo Yuqing and her two companions stepped forward and asked, "Senior Brother Ye, what do we do next?"

At this moment, the three of them had changed their address for Ye Li from junior brother to senior brother.

After all, those who are skilled in martial arts come first, and they are genuinely afraid of Ye Li's methods.

After all, they are still within the realm of humanity, so it's normal for them to fear this kind of god who can turn more than a hundred women into shopping fairies in public.

Ye Li turned around and looked at the disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect, saying:

"This competition is just to broaden your horizons. There are no specific rules. You can do whatever you want. The main point is to come and go as you please." Ye Li said, looking into the distance. "However... I may not be able to take care of you much from now on."

As he spoke, a figure rushed towards him at breakneck speed from afar—Ji Xun!

(My dear readers, I'm not feeling well today, so I only have 3000 words per chapter. Please bear with me.)

(After that mole destroyed the large group chat, he went to report it in the smaller group chat, which made me depressed. I'll try to make up for the missing content tomorrow.) (Oh, there's still a short plot after the Pure Yin Immortal Sect Grand Competition, it won't just disappear so easily.)

o(一T).