I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Just as Su Wanqing had subdued Hu Pengfei at the Paradise Garden, the handover of spirit rice from the Miscellaneous Peak of the Qingyun Sect was also reaching its final stage.

In front of the miscellaneous servants' warehouse, the steward in charge of allocating money and grain sat in a grand chair, holding a purple clay teapot and slowly sipping tea.

He was a direct descendant of the Hu family, with a Foundation Establishment cultivation at its peak, and was used to lording it over everyone on the Miscellaneous Service Peak.

Wang Changsheng lowered his head, placed the last storage bag full of spirit rice on the table, and respectfully took two steps back.

Zheng Yifei, Chen San, and Lin Bao, dressed in coarse cloth shorts, stood behind him, their eyes slightly lowered, concealing their aura.

"The quantities match."

The steward of money and provisions glanced at the storage bag with his divine sense and casually waved his hand: "Alright, the Wang family members can get lost. Remember to pick some better quality rice next month. This batch of spiritual rice has a somewhat mixed spiritual energy, and the young master doesn't like it."

Wang Changsheng nodded repeatedly in agreement and turned to leave.

Just then, a series of urgent alarm bells rang out from the direction of the main peak. Immediately afterward, the azure light screen of the sect's protective formation shattered in mid-air, turning into countless points of light.

The steward of money and provisions suddenly stood up, dropping the purple clay teapot in his hand and shattering it on the ground.

He looked in astonishment towards the main peak: "The great formation is broken? How is this possible!"

"Nothing is impossible."

A cold voice rang in his ear.

Before the steward of finances could react, Wang Changsheng had already turned around. His previously timid face was now filled with murderous intent. A long sword that gleamed coldly appeared in his hand at some point. His spiritual power at the early stage of the Golden Core realm erupted, and the sword blade transformed into a blur, directly slicing across the steward of finances' neck.

A fine head flew into the air, blood splattering onto the warehouse's wooden door.

The surrounding guards were terrified when they saw this. Just as they were about to shout for help, Chen San and Lin Bao had already pounced on them like ghosts.

The two were extremely ruthless, using no magic and relying solely on their physical strength at the Golden Core stage to snap the guard's neck.

"Change clothes, let's go to the main hall!" Zheng

Yi Fei ripped off his coarse cloth shorts, revealing a black outfit.

Without pausing, the four transformed into four streaks of light and sped along the ground towards the main hall.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered several groups of panicked patrolling disciples, all of whom were easily killed by Wang Changsheng and Chen Sanshun, who couldn't even hold them off for half a breath.

Their goal was clear: the main hall of the summit, Hu Lie.

Inside the main hall of the summit, Hu Lie was pacing back and forth anxiously.

The shouts of battle outside grew closer, and the lights on the communication array went out one by one, meaning that the Hu family's strongholds in the market and surrounding areas were being rapidly eliminated.

He knew that Xu Tianyang had returned, and that he had brought a group of powerful helpers with him.

"Bang!"

The heavy sandalwood doors of the main hall were forcibly smashed by a tremendous force, and wood chips mixed with violent spiritual energy were swept into the hall.

Hu Lie suddenly stopped and stared intently at the gate.

As the smoke cleared, Zheng Yifei, Wang Changsheng, Chen San, and Lin Bao stepped into the main hall, lined up in a row, and sealed the door shut.

Hu Lie's gaze swept over the four people, finally stopping on Zheng Yifei's face. He laughed angrily, "Who do we have here? It's you, you jinx! You four are just newly formed cores and you dare to break into the main hall?"

Where's Su Chenyuan? Tell him to get out here!

Four early-stage Golden Core cultivators were indeed no match for Hu Lie, a Golden Core Perfection cultivator.

"I don't need Elder Su to kill you."

Wang Changsheng sneered, flicked his longsword, and launched the first attack.

"court death!"

Hu Lie roared, unleashing the full pressure of his perfected Golden Core stage.

Although his foundation was damaged, his inner strength remained. He condensed his powerful fire-attribute spiritual energy in his palm, transforming it into a giant handprint burning with flames, which he slammed down on the four of them.

Zheng Yifei stepped forward, and the five golden cores within his body simultaneously began to circulate. The spiritual energy of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—surged out along his meridians, weaving together above the four of them to form a five-colored, flowing spiritual energy shield.

"boom!"

The flaming handprint slammed into the five-colored shield, causing the bluestone bricks on the hall floor to crack inch by inch. The shield trembled violently, but it withstood the blow.

Zheng Yifei grunted, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground as he retreated three steps, but his formation remained intact.

Hu Lie's pupils contracted sharply. Although he hadn't used his full strength in this attack, it was definitely not something that several early-stage Golden Core cultivators could withstand. Zheng Yifei's spiritual power was so abundant that it was simply illogical.

"Spread out and entangle him!"

Zheng Yifei said in a low voice.

The four quickly dispersed, occupying four positions in the main hall.

Instead of engaging Hu Lie in direct combat, they used their agile movements and ranged spells to harass him.

Chen San and Lin Bao continuously unleashed blade strikes, Wang Changsheng used sword energy to block Hu Lie's movements, and Zheng Yifei used the Five Elements magic for defense and restraint. In particular, his Spirit Rhinoceros Finger also posed a certain threat to Hu Lie.

Hu Lie quickly saw through their intentions and became increasingly anxious.

He wanted to finish the fight quickly, but every time he went all out, Zheng Yifei's strange Five Elements spiritual power would neutralize most of it, and the remaining attacks would not cause any fatal injuries to the others.

The battle raged for half an incense stick's time, and the furnishings in the main hall were completely destroyed by the violent spiritual energy.

Just as Hu Lie was about to use his secret technique to forcefully break the deadlock, a screen behind the main hall suddenly turned into dust without a sound.

A terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Golden Core stage descended upon the entire hall like a tangible mountain.

"A bunch of useless trash. You couldn't even handle four early-stage Golden Core cultivators. You've completely disgraced the Xuantian Sect."

A chilling voice came from behind. An old man in a gray robe with a sinister face slowly walked out of the dark room.

He didn't intentionally release his spiritual power, but the surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it difficult to breathe.

Zhou Changming, an elder of the Xuantian Sect in the early Nascent Soul stage.

He was originally sent by Qin Cang to secretly oversee things, specifically to sabotage Xu Tianyang.

He didn't show himself even though there was a huge fight going on outside, because Xu Tianyang was held back in the air by Zhou Hong.

But now, several early-stage Golden Core cultivators have actually broken into the main hall, and Hu Lie is still unable to subdue them. If he doesn't take action soon, the main hall will be demolished.

As soon as Zhou Changming appeared, his Nascent Soul stage divine sense immediately locked onto Zheng Yifei and the other three.

The absolute suppression of their realms caused Chen San and Lin Bao to cough up blood on the spot, their legs went weak, and they knelt on one knee, the bluestone bricks beneath their knees shattering.

Wang Changsheng's face was also deathly pale, his hand holding the sword trembled violently, and he had great difficulty even standing.

Only Zheng Yifei, with his five golden cores spinning wildly and the five elements of spiritual energy forming a perfect cycle in his meridians, was desperately resisting the terrifying pressure. However, the bones in his body were also creaking under the strain.

"Oh? That's interesting."

Zhou Changming looked at Zheng Yifei, who was still able to stand, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into intense killing intent: "However, an ant is still an ant after all."

He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling white light gathered at the tip of his index finger.

The destructive power contained within that white light was enough to instantly obliterate the entire hall and the four people inside.

In this life-or-death situation, Zheng Yifei did not hesitate at all.

With a flick of his wrist, a black jade talisman engraved with dark red array patterns appeared in his palm, and he abruptly closed his five fingers together.

"Click."

The jade talisman shattered.

A pure and violent black demonic energy, like a volcano suppressed for millions of years, erupted in Zheng Yifei's palm.

This demonic energy instantly broke through Zhou Changming's oppressive aura, soaring straight into the sky and blowing the dome of the main hall away.

Dense demonic energy rapidly condensed in mid-air, transforming into a black phantom several meters tall.

The phantom was clad in a black robe, its face blurred, but its eyes, which looked down upon all living beings, revealed a chilling indifference that sent shivers down one's spine.

It was Ye Tianqiong's clone, the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The white light at Zhou Changming's fingertips vanished instantly, and the contempt and arrogance on his face froze, replaced by extreme shock and fear.

"Late Nascent Soul stage?! The Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Zhou Changming screamed, his voice trembling. He never imagined that a few remnants of the Qingyun Sect would possess the Heavenly Demon Sect Master's clone jade talisman!

Without uttering any unnecessary words, Ye Tianqiong's illusory figure slowly raised his right hand and pressed it down towards Zhou Changming from a distance.