Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

"How dare you, you brat!"

The man in the black robe finally realized what was happening and trembled with rage.

He never imagined that Lin Ye would use such a shameless method to forcibly tear open a crack in his supposedly inescapable predicament.

The array of stone pillars was contaminated by yang blood, and the essence blood being transported to the blood pool was reduced by more than half in an instant.

The ghostly mother phantom that was about to take shape in mid-air let out an angry roar, and the speed at which it solidified was greatly reduced.

"Let's do it!"

Lin Ye pulled the peach wood sword from the ground, and without uttering a word, his figure transformed into an arrow, heading straight for the black lotus in the center of the blood pool.

"Kill them!"

The man in black robes roared fiercely.

He formed hand seals, forcefully controlling the ghost mother phantom that was not yet fully solidified.

The Ghost Mother swung her three thick, dark red arms, whipping up a rain of blood that resembled three collapsing pillars of heaven, crashing down on Lin Ye from three directions.

The air was compressed by this terrifying force, producing a sharp sonic boom.

Facing the devastating attack pressing down from above.

Lin Ye didn't even glance at it, his Nine Purple Gang Steps never faltering.

A black-clad figure shot into the sky right in front of him.

Leng Yue touched the ground with her toes, her figure light yet carrying a fierce aura like Mount Tai pressing down.

Without drawing any weapon, she directly met the three descending giant arms of the demon mother with her slender right fist, slamming upwards.

"Go back."

Accompanied by a cold, low shout.

A blinding golden-red flame suddenly erupted from her petite fist.

The crimson karmic fire swelled in the storm, transforming into a giant flaming lotus flower that collided head-on with the three dark red giant arms.

A deafening roar exploded above the cave.

The demon mother let out a piercing scream.

The massive arm, powerful enough to crush an armored vehicle, was burned into three huge, charred holes the instant it came into contact with the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

The flames surged upwards along its arm, frantically devouring the endless resentment accumulated within its body.

The cold moon landed steadily, and the long trench coat fluttered backward in the air currents.

She raised her stunningly beautiful face, her deep red eyes fixed on the Ghost Mother in mid-air, dragging this core monster of the S-class disaster into the air.

In the center of the blood pool.

Seeing that the Ghost Mother was being obstructed, a ruthless glint flashed in the black-robed man's eyes.

He pulled out a pale white bone whip from his waist, made from a human spine.

The whip was covered with barbs and emitted a pungent stench of corpse poison.

He swung his bone whip, and the whip's shadow transformed into venomous white snakes, blocking all of Lin Ye's paths forward.

"Little girl, it's your turn to go on stage," Lin Ye shouted.

"Leave it to Frostnova!"

A petite blue figure swiftly climbed up the cave wall.

Froststar was like a nimble gecko, leaping past the black-robed man's frontal defenses in a few bounds and directly to the edge of the boiling blood pool.

The little girl gripped the small, dark blue bone knife with both hands.

The crimson in her right eye completely faded, replaced by two pure, icy blue pupils.

The extremely cold corpse energy of the Netherworld Corpse King circulated wildly within her body.

"Netherworld Ice Prison, freeze it!"

With a sharp cry, Shuangxing plunged her bone knife into the rock beneath her feet.

A terrifying cold current, far exceeding absolute zero, spread wildly towards the blood pool from the bone knife as its center.

A thick layer of dark blue ice quickly condensed on the surface of the boiling scarlet blood.

The ice cracked and popped as it advanced, eventually freezing the entire twenty-meter-diameter blood pool completely.

The black lotus was frozen solid in the center of the ice, unable to draw any more blood for sustenance.

The key point of the formation has been sealed, and the formation has been broken!

"My Hundred Ghosts Formation!" The man in black robes exclaimed, his eyes wide with rage.

His bone whip faltered slightly in mid-air.

Lin Ye seized this fleeting opening, his footwork shifting, his figure gliding past the afterimage of the bone whip to within a meter of the black-robed man.

"This kind of heinous and evil formation will only bring disaster if left unchecked."

Lin Ye held a [Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talisman] between his left index and middle fingers.

He held nothing back, pouring the majority of his remaining pure Yang energy into the talisman.

The talisman burst forth with dazzling blue and white lightning.

Lin Ye struck out with his palm, firmly pressing the thunder talisman against the black-robed man's chest.

"Taiyi descends with the mandate, thunder and fire vanquish evil. Explode!"

The man in the black robe let out a desperate scream.

He tried to back away, but the lightning bolt struck much faster than he could react.

A blinding bolt of lightning exploded in the center of the cave.

There were no scenes of blood and gore.

Under the absolute high temperature and pure yang purification of Taiyi Heavenly Thunder.

The black-robed man's body, along with the ghostly golden ram mask on his face, was instantly burned into a pile of white ash that drifted in the wind.

Having lost its master's control, the ghost mother phantom in mid-air, already ravaged by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, let out a mournful howl of resentment and completely dissipated into a sky full of black mist.

The battle is over.

The cave returned to deathly silence, with only the heavy breathing of the wealthy merchants tied to the stone pillars echoing through the air.

Lin Ye knelt on one knee, using the lightning-struck peach wood sword to support his swaying body.

He used the Gathering Yang Lion's Roar and the Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talisman in succession to completely drain the pure Yang essence from his body.

A pricking, dizzying sensation emanated from deep within my brain, and my muscles twitched uncontrollably.

A series of chaotic footsteps came from outside the steel gate.

Chu Hongyan led a team of Ninth Bureau agents into the cave.

Looking at the completely frozen blood pool and the Jiangzhou nobles on the stone pillars who, though weak, were still alive, their lives hanging in the balance, the iron-blooded female captain's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

I know they're strong, but it's still an S-class disaster...

And just like that, these three people completely quelled the situation in less than ten minutes.

"Mr. Lin, you..." Chu Hongyan quickly stepped forward.

"Have them... settle the remaining balance and transfer it directly to my account."

Lin Ye, suppressing his dizziness, managed to utter a few words in fits and starts.

"The remaining cleanup work will be handled by your Ninth Bureau."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything went black, and he collapsed forward.

The expected cold, hard ground did not materialize.

A soft, delicate body, exuding the cool fragrance of red spider lilies, caught him steadily.

Leng Yue wrapped her arms around Lin Ye's armpits, supporting most of his weight in her arms.

Lin Ye's cheek was pressed tightly against Leng Yue's neck.

He could clearly feel the delicate and smooth touch of Leng Yue's skin.

Although his body temperature was still low, he exuded a calming power that could soothe all pain.

Lin Ye's warm breath sprayed onto Leng Yue's collarbone.

Sweat soaked through his tactical work clothes, and through the fabric, the scalding heat of his yang energy was transmitted to Leng Yue.

Leng Yue lowered her head slightly, her silver hair falling onto Lin Ye's cheek.

She paid no attention to the gazes of the Ninth Bureau agents around her, her deep red eyes filled with undisguised tenderness.

She extended her delicate fingers and gently wiped away the cold sweat from Lin Ye's forehead, her fingertips lightly massaging the area between Lin Ye's furrowed brows.

"My lord, you're pushing yourself too hard."

Leng Yue's voice was extremely low, revealing a tenderness and reproach that struck straight to the soul.

She tightened her arms slightly, pressing Lin Ye's chest more closely against her body.

A long, warm, and gentle stream of drought demon energy flowed along the two embracing bodies, gradually seeping into Lin Ye's parched and cracked meridians.

This feeling of receiving nourishment from Yin energy while extremely exhausted made every pore on Lin Ye's body open up.

That tingling, sticky, and comfortable sensation climbed up the spine all the way to the cerebral cortex.

He leaned against Leng Yue's chest, greedily absorbing the cool fragrance and vitality within.

Froststar ran over, carrying a small bone knife.

The little girl's eyes welled up with tears when she saw Lin Ye's weak appearance.

Instead of being jealous and vying for favor as usual, she obediently hugged Lin Ye's arm, pressed her cheek against it, and used her slightly cool body temperature to help Lin Ye cool down physically.

Chu Hongyan stood two steps away, looking at the bizarre scene before her, then silently turned around and directed the agents to rescue the wealthy merchant on the stone pillar.

……

noon the next day.

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows on the second floor of the funeral parlor, falling on the three-meter-wide super king-size bed.

Lin Ye awoke with a comfortable, tingling sensation.

The body's pure yang qi and blood have been restored to about 70-80%.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Leng Yue's stunningly beautiful face, which was so close to his.

She lay on her side beside the pillow, her eyes slightly closed.

The dark black silk slip dress was slightly disheveled in her sleep, with the shoulder straps slipping down to reveal her round, fair shoulders.

The corner of the blanket barely covered her waist, and her long, straight, jade-like legs were casually draped over Lin Ye's waist and abdomen.

As their breaths mingled, the familiar and sweet fragrance of red spider lilies lingered around their noses.

Lin Ye remained still, quietly appreciating this rare and exquisite beauty.

After last night's battle, the Yinshan Sect's core stronghold in Jiangzhou was completely uprooted.

The "life-saving money" from those dozens of wealthy businessmen was enough to cause Lin Ye's bank account to surge exponentially.

The chaos of this degenerate age has only just begun, with these two zombie ladies by my side.

Lin Ye walked this path with complete confidence.

Lin Ye reached out and gently pinched Leng Yue's slipped shoulder strap, wanting to pull it up for her.

The moment my fingertips touched that cool, delicate skin.

Leng Yue slowly opened her deep red eyes, her gaze revealing a languid quality of just waking up and an alluring charm.

Instead of letting Lin Ye pull up the shoulder strap, she stretched out her jade-like arm, climbed up the back of Lin Ye's neck, and pulled him towards her.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her breath was as sweet as orchids.

"My lord, it's still early, let's rest a little longer."