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The figure was dressed in white, holding a long sword upside down. The sword, known as Sword Body, emitted a glow resembling rippling water. Although the light was dim, it still faintly revealed the outline of a woman.
Seeing this, the burly man forcibly swallowed back the words he was about to shout and instead barked, "Stop!"
The woman was clearly not one of their own. In this cave, apart from them, there was only Ye Tian. Fourth Master had previously mentioned that this kid likely had accomplices; otherwise, he wouldn't be guarding the cave entrance without leaving. Now it seemed that the so-called accomplice must undoubtedly be this woman.
The White-Clad Woman was indeed Cold Moon. She exchanged a brief glance with Ye Tian, and after he nodded, her figure swiftly vanished into the darkness.
"Brothers, hurry up and follow!" the burly man shouted back. Although he wasn't afraid of Ye Tian, he knew that the other's strength was no less than his own. Coupled with this person's accomplice, even he understood that he couldn't take any risks.
"What are you shouting about? Just a moment ago, you were acting like you were the best in the world," Ye Tian sneered, then turned without looking back and walked toward the fork in the path.
Seeing this situation, the burly man stomped his foot in frustration and could only quickly follow. Due to his earlier stubbornness, his Brothers had already fallen far behind. Now Ye Tian was about to enter the fork; who knew what awaited inside or if there were other paths? If he waited for everyone to catch up before entering, it would surely be a hassle.
"Kid, don't run!" the burly man yelled and then darted into the cave.
This fork divided the original Passageway into three paths, making it significantly narrower. As soon as he entered the cave, the burly man felt an overwhelming sense of oppression arise within him; perhaps it was due to how constricted the cave was.
However, there were advantages to the narrowness of the cave: it made the torch's light more effective. At that moment, in the burly man's hand, this sole source of light blazed brightly, illuminating several yards around him.
Chasing forward in pursuit of Ye Tian using the light, he didn't know how long he had been walking but still couldn't catch sight of Ye Tian. Moreover, since entering this cave within a cave, apart from Ye Tian's Footsteps echoing, he could no longer detect any other sounds.
Shaking his head vigorously, the burly man forced himself to suppress the growing fear within him. His Purple Sky Battle Body was no joke; even Fourth Master had praised it highly and had personally given it a name.
Dong Yuan Kui—'Dong' is the surname of Bandit Camp, while 'Yuan' is a term used for peers among younger members of Bandit Camp.
"Damn it!" he spat.
Thinking of this, the man felt a surge of boldness in his heart. "Looking across the world, besides Fourth Master, I fear no one!"
With his head held high and chest out, the man's pace quickened.
As he walked further away, hidden among the intricate rubble at the cave's ceiling was Ye Tian, who smirked coldly.
After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the man's brows furrowed tightly. It seemed he hadn't heard any sound for a long time; even the faint footsteps from before had quietly disappeared at some point.
The oppressive feeling around him suddenly intensified. A chill ran down his spine, and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
He stopped moving forward and slowly turned around. Behind him was a void of darkness, devoid of the light from his brothers' torches and any sound.
"Come out!" he roared, feeling a sudden sense of collapse within.
Come out... come out... come...
The cave was silent, and his angry shout echoed far down the empty corridor.
Crack!
Finally, another sound emerged—the sharp noise of stones falling from the cave ceiling. Though abrupt, it sent a jolt through the man's heart.
"Someone's above!"
This was his first reaction, and as soon as he thought of it, his fist instinctively shot upward.
Purple energy swirled around his iron fist, gathering and surging, ready to strike out.
However, just before the purple energy could be unleashed, a dazzling golden light suddenly flickered above him. The brilliance of that golden light was so intense that it was blinding.
"Ah..."
The big man opened his mouth in surprise, as he had nowhere to escape. Ye Tian's expression was cold and, compared to his previous mischievous demeanor, he seemed like a completely different person. Even more bizarrely, a strand of Kanazawa seemed to erupt from the depths of his pitch-black eyes.
Bang!
The sound of an explosion almost coincided with the big man's cry of alarm. Ye Tian charged downwards, unleashing the power of the Ten Layers of Martial Origin Power combined with Spiritual Energy in his Bagua Thunder Palm, the force of which needed no further explanation.
The Purple Sky Battle Body was instantly shattered, and a sensation akin to tearing through flesh surged from his fist into his arm, with an unstoppable momentum that threatened to spread throughout his entire body.
The big man was decisive; enduring the excruciating pain, he summoned purple energy in his right hand and forcefully pulled. His left arm, struck by Ye Tian, was torn off.
Blood gushed forth like a fountain. The big man didn't even have time to glance at the severed left arm before it exploded into a cloud of Blood Mist in his hand.
Fortunately, he acted quickly; otherwise, Ye Tian's strike could have cost him his life!
Normally, the Thunder Palm would indeed strike at the point of contact. However, the reason it spread throughout the big man's body was due to his Purple Sky Battle Body.
The Purple Sky Battle Body automatically formed a protective layer around him. After the Bagua Thunder Palm breached the protective barrier at the point of contact and surged into the big man's body, the thunderous energy lost its concentration without Ye Tian's control. While it impacted the protection on his arm without breaking through, it could only flow within the big man's body, resulting in this widespread phenomenon.
If the big man hadn't decisively torn off his arm, the final outcome would likely have been that the thunderous energy would have nowhere to escape and would explode within him. The power of Thunder Palm could easily shatter metal; if it detonated inside a person's body, one can imagine what the consequences would be.
"Ah!!" Despite being extremely resilient, the big man couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Answer me a few questions, and I might consider sparing your life," Ye Tian said coldly, ignoring the big man's suffering as he began to close in.
"Hiss... Don't even think about it!" The big man gasped for air while gritting his teeth and cursing.
Ye Tian paid him no mind and asked his question: "What is your Fourth Master's strength?"
"Kid, you're dead meat!" The big man muttered to himself, sweat pouring down his forehead, while purple energy began to slowly leak from the wound on his left shoulder.
Once the Purple Sky Battle Body is perfected, it becomes a whole. Injuries like losing an arm or leg will cause the purple energy to leak out, resulting in a complete loss of combat ability in a very short time.
"I'll ask you one last time, what is your Fourth Master’s strength?" Ye Tian's palm once again glowed with golden light. However, what should have been a solemn and dignified golden light now appeared to the big man as the eerie glow emitted from the gates of hell.
"Bah, go to hell!" The big man spat fiercely, sending a thick mixture of phlegm and blood flying towards Ye Tian.
Ye Tian slightly tilted his body, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind. He sneered, "Are you afraid to answer because it's bad for business? Could it be that your Fourth Master only has the strength of a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist?"
The big man was taken aback by this remark, even forgetting his pain for a brief moment. After a moment, he angrily retorted, "You bastard! You think I can't see through you? You're just a Four-Stage Martial Artist pretending to look down on a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist!"
"Heh heh, thanks for that." Ye Tian smiled upon hearing this and swiftly moved past the big man, adding, "I told you that if you answer one question, I would let you go. You can leave now."
The big man was stunned again by these words. It took him quite some time to realize that in defending his Fourth Master, he had inadvertently acknowledged that the Fourth Master was indeed at the level of a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist.
"Bastard!" The big man gritted his teeth and shouted at Ye Tian, who had already vanished into the darkness. The throbbing veins on his forehead indicated his frustration after being tricked once more.
Due to excessive blood loss combined with intense pain and anger, the big man finally collapsed to the ground after shouting a few times.
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The big man's lagging behind did not prompt the others to quicken their pace; they continued to move forward slowly at a steady rhythm. This was what the Fourth Master taught: haste makes waste. Recklessness like Dong Yuan Kui's would surely lead to falling into the enemy's trap.
"Fourth Master, it seems Kuizi..." One of the two men holding torches spoke up; it was another person who had heard Dong Yuan Kui's desperate cries.
"Don't worry about him. That fool will never come to his senses without suffering some losses," the Fourth Master said dismissively, showing no restraint in his disdain for Dong Yuan Kui.
The man who had just spoken was a sturdy individual. Unlike the big man's bulkiness, he had a more proportionate build. His name was Fang Yun, and like Dong Yuan Kui, he was one of the Fourth Master's right-hand men.
Hearing the words of the Fourth Master, Fang Yun felt a wave of sorrow rise within him. The saying goes that when the birds are gone, the good bow is put away. Although the birds have not yet been completely hunted, Dong Yuan Kui cannot be considered a good bow. However, this blatant exploitation truly made him feel a sense of sympathy for the dead rabbit and the sad fox.
Was that tragic cry just a minor grievance? Clearly not. Although Dong Yuan Kui may not be very bright, he is a resolute man. Fang Yun understood him; something must have happened to cause such a painful outcry, and its severity must be extraordinary.
The Fourth Master seemed to sense Fang Yun's unusual emotions and cast a cold glance at him, asking, "What? Do you have something to say?"
"No..." Fang Yun quickly replied, taking half a step back to avoid the corner of the Fourth Master's eye.
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master snorted coldly and fell silent again. Fang Yun remained tense behind him, not daring to speak.
The two were at the back of the group, far from the main body by a hundred zhang, so it was relatively quiet. With no further conversation between them, the already quiet atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
"Are you their leader?" Suddenly, after turning a corner, a woman's voice came from the darkness ahead.
Both men were startled because the voice had come from not far away, yet they had sensed nothing beforehand...
"Who are you?" the Fourth Master asked coldly, his tone laced with suspicion.
"The one who will kill you!" The woman's voice turned icy, and then a wave of scorching heat surged forth like a storm from Sky Wind, instantly filling the entire cave!
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