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The sudden change immediately caught the attention of Ye Yu, Shangguan Jiujiu, and Duan Yangfeng.

The three of them turned their heads and quickly noticed that the person sprawled on the floor was none other than Yu Wuli, the disciple who was supposed to be standing guard outside the sect.

Duan Yangfeng immediately furrowed his brow and rushed forward to check on him.

By now, Tianle Sect was riddled with wounds and holes; aside from Duan Yangfeng as sect master, only this one immortal remained.

If anything were to happen to this kid, the entire sect would be left with only Duan Yangfeng alone.

What kind of sect would that be?

Fortunately, Yu Wuli had not died but was merely knocked unconscious, which made Duan Yangfeng breathe a sigh of relief.

Yet anger soon flooded him to the extreme.

“Who? Who dares «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» harm an immortal of Tianle Sect? Step forward!”

“Tsk tsk tsk, Sect Master Duan sounds full of vigor—looks like your wounds from a few days ago have healed?”

A soft, somewhat androgynous voice echoed.

From inside the gate, a corpulent bald Taoist emerged slowly.

His rough appearance was completely at odds with his delicate voice.

Upon seeing this person, Duan Yangfeng’s expression instantly darkened to its worst.

He had been severely injured by this man just a few days prior.

If not for sacrificing his family jade pendant to temporarily drive him off,

Tianle Sect might have been utterly destroyed that day.

Unexpectedly, the man had come again.

What was he planning now?

After much consideration, Duan Yangfeng said in a low voice,

“Elder Taoist Cheng, I have already withdrawn from the alliance with Taiyan Dao and no longer meddle in your Three Corps Hall’s affairs.

What else do you want?

Must you wipe us out completely?”

Cheng Taoist laughed mockingly,

“Duan Yangfeng, you really are adorably foolish!

What, you think you call all the shots in the Celestial Realm?

You want out, you’re out; you want in, you’re in?

Don’t be naive!

Our Three Corps Hall wants to use your Tianle Sect as an example to warn all sects in the central Celestial Realm:

Those who oppose us will meet a grisly end.

Hope you can come up with another immortal artifact jade pendant this time.

Otherwise, you will die!”

Duan Yangfeng’s face turned deathly pale.

That family jade pendant was unique to the Duan heirs.

It contained a sword qi from his grandfather, Duan Jirui,

enough to kill all immortals below the Golden Immortal Realm.

Unfortunately, it had failed to kill Cheng Taoist.

It was evident the burly elder was likely a Golden Immortal.

The vast realm gap left Duan Yangfeng unable to muster any resistance.

At that moment,

Ye Yu stepped forward one step,

and softly said,

“Coincidentally, I’m here to help you solve a problem and repay you a favor. How about that?”

Hearing this,

Duan Yangfeng was stunned in place.

Big brother, how brave are you?

This man is from the Three Corps Hall and a Golden Immortal at that.

Are you joking?

Seeing Duan Yangfeng remain silent,

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

“Well? Are you in or out? Why are you just standing there?”

Duan Yangfeng shook his head slightly, about to speak,

when out of the corner of his eye he suddenly noticed Cheng Taoist’s figure had vanished.

He quickly said,

“Be careful!”

But by then it was clearly too late!

Cheng Taoist appeared behind Ye Yu.

“Who is this reckless immortal suddenly popping up here, thinking this is a place for you to speak?

Die!”

Saying this, Cheng Taoist suddenly attacked.

A ball of black mist instantly enveloped Ye Yu.

Seeing this,

Duan Yangfeng and Shangguan Jiujiu moved forward to rescue, but with a flick of Cheng Taoist’s sleeve,

countless black mysterious crows suddenly appeared, forcing the two to retreat.

“Don’t rush. After I finish devouring this brat, I’ll come for each of you one by one!”

Cheng Taoist’s soft voice echoed through the hall.

Nearby, the recently awakened Yu Wuli heard this and was terrified, fainting once more.

One had to admit, he was truly doomed.

Duan Yangfeng’s heart tightened in tension, rapidly thinking how to break the deadlock.

But the next second, he suddenly burst into wild laughter.

His reckless laughter made everyone present feel very strange, casting puzzled looks at him.

Duan Yangfeng paid no mind and only stared seriously at the black mist.

He had witnessed Taichu Pavilion’s glory days.

If the immortal robe his grandfather Duan Jirui painstakingly forged could not withstand even a Golden Immortal’s attack,

then the Four Symbols Ink Bamboo Robe was unworthy of being called supreme.

And now, it was worn on Ye Yu’s body.

So Duan Yangfeng was certain Ye Yu was in no danger!

Sure enough, just as he expected,

a dragon’s roar suddenly resounded.

Immediately, a blue dragon figure broke through the black mist.

Cheng Taoist was startled and tried to retreat quickly.

But it was already too late.

The blue dragon’s tail swept across him,

sending him flying like a cannonball.

When the entire blue dragon figure stretched out,

the Tianle Sect’s main hall completely collapsed.

Duan Yangfeng’s face paled.

Well then, the sect was truly reduced to ruins.

Ye Yu quietly stood in place,

feeling the power the Four Symbols Ink Bamboo Robe displayed.

He could clearly feel that the robe was like a living creature,

not only able to resist enemy attacks,

but also capable of choosing to protect its wearer automatically.

The active blue dragon figure was the best proof.

Most importantly,

this was only the power of one divine beast’s image.

What would it be like if all four divine beasts appeared together?

Truly something to look forward to.

Just as Ye Yu was deeply pondering,

a sword light suddenly flashed out,

attacking with lightning speed.

Ye Yu, wanting to test the Four Symbols Ink Bamboo Robe’s power,

still made no move.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light reached before him.

The blue dragon figure roared and rose,

clawing to crush it.

Unexpectedly,

at the moment of breaking,

the sword light suddenly exploded into countless sword auras, scattering everywhere.

The blue dragon figure immediately shielded Ye Yu completely.

Although it successfully blocked all sword auras,

it vanished along with them.

“So the real masters don’t reveal themselves, huh? I didn’t expect you, an immortal, to be hiding a secret treasure.

Hand it over quickly, and maybe I’ll let you live!”

The soft voice sounded again.

Cheng Taoist floated in the air,

holding a celestial sword that emitted strands of black qi,

like an evil demon descending to earth.

Hearing this,

Ye Yu remained unmoved.

The blue dragon figure had indeed disappeared.

But that was because not enough Taichu Profound Skill had been infused yet.

As long as Ye Yu wished,

he could infuse more immortal energy into the Four Symbols Ink Bamboo Robe and summon the blue dragon figure again.

He could do it, but it was unnecessary.

Having already experienced the robe’s power,

there was no need to linger here any longer.

Ye Yu slowly raised his right hand, aiming at Cheng Taoist who hovered in the sky.

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