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The wall was towering, built entirely of blue bricks. On the other side, a heavy sound of footsteps echoed.
Tap, tap, tap...
The footsteps grew closer, accompanied by a heavy, abnormal breathing sound that was not human.
"It must be that Black-Clad Man," Ye Tian deduced in his mind based on the sounds.
Having consumed a large amount of Spiritual Pills earlier and taken time to adjust his breathing along the way, Ye Tian had now regained most of his strength.
Clang...
A faint sound of thunder began to resonate, and a soft blue electric light flickered in his palm.
"Come on, let me give you another taste of the Bagua Thunder Palm!" Ye Tian thought to himself, focusing intently and holding his breath. As soon as that Black-Clad Man appeared, the prepared Thunder Palm would be directly imprinted on him.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The continuous roars echoed, but the Black-Clad Man did not appear.
"What is this brute doing..." A hint of confusion arose in Ye Tian's heart. "This sound feels like he is gathering power..."
"Oh no! He intends to break through the wall!" Realizing this, Ye Tian's figure suddenly moved.
"Roar!"
The Black-Clad Man did not appear directly; instead, he let out a roar and, using his brute strength, slammed heavily into the wall.
Bang!
With a loud crash, the wall trembled violently. Then, bricks flew everywhere as it suddenly collapsed.
Debris and rubble scattered in all directions, suddenly crashing down towards Ye Tian, causing him considerable pain upon impact.
"This brute is trying to bury me alive..." Ye Tian thought to himself, breaking into a cold sweat just moments before the wall collapsed.
Roar!
Upon seeing Ye Tian escape unscathed, the Black-Clad Man let out another furious roar, his large eyes filled with rage.
"Take this!"
Ye Tian moved swiftly, activating the Yuqi Tayan Jue as he prepared to strike first.
Whoosh!
The Black-Clad Man's massive hand, resembling that of a bear, swung violently towards Ye Tian, creating a whistling sound with its immense force.
Bang!
Another loud crash echoed as the giant hand struck down, creating a large pit in the ground.
However, Ye Tian relied on his agility to easily evade the powerful blow that could shatter stone.
Seeing the attack dodged by Ye Tian, the Black-Clad Man became even more furious. With a series of roars, he lunged forward once again.
Relying on brute strength, the Black-Clad Man charged left and right, causing the ground to collapse and walls to crumble wherever he went, demonstrating astonishing destructive power.
However, such mindless attacks posed no threat to Ye Tian. His agile figure danced and dodged effortlessly, evading each of the Black-Clad Man's strikes with ease.
The Black-Clad Man had already lost one hand to Ye Tian's Bagua Thunder Palm earlier, yet this did not diminish his ferocity in the slightest. He continued to launch frenzied attacks, blood spraying from his remaining hand, creating a gruesome sight.
"This Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Classic truly lives up to its name as Evil Scriptures; it can turn a person into this state, almost completely losing their rationality!" Ye Tian reflected internally as he leaped once more to avoid a palm strike aimed at him.
As before, the missed strike created another deep pit in the ground, sending stone debris flying and raising clouds of dust.
Since Ye Tian had no intention of taking his life and the Black-Clad Man had lost his sanity, one fought fiercely while the other showed mercy. For a time, their figures darted back and forth in a fierce yet indecisive battle.
"Hehe, you keep fighting; I need to escape..." The Black-Clad Second secretly chuckled to himself as he prepared to slip away amidst the chaos.
He slowly began to retreat, his small eyes revealing a sneaky glint reminiscent of a rat.
"Trying to leave?!"
Ye Tian had been watching every move of the Black-Clad Second and would not allow him to escape so easily.
With Thunder Light surging in his palm, Ye Tian pushed back the Black-Clad Boss. His figure suddenly darted toward the Black-Clad Second while conjuring Vortex Profound Skill, generating a tremendous pulling force that yanked the latter back.
"Ah! Don't kill me!" The Black-Clad Second thought Ye Tian wanted his life and immediately let out a terrified scream, begging for mercy.
"Stay put!" Ye Tian knocked him unconscious with a single strike before turning back to continue battling the Black-Clad Man.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Seeing his second brother knocked to the ground, the Black-Clad Man went into a frenzy, howling several times. His large eyes, resembling bronze bells, were filled with bloodshot fury, as if he wanted to tear Ye Tian apart.
Faced with the monstrous figure before him, Ye Tian's eyes flashed with excitement. He wanted to see just how powerful this Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Classic truly was!
"Bagua Thunder Palm!"
With a clear shout, Ye Tian unleashed a series of Thunder Burst sounds from his palm, blue lightning flickering and dancing, creating an overwhelming momentum.
Although this attack was more impressive than before, Ye Tian was merely putting on a show; it would not be inaccurate to describe it as superficial strength.
Boom!
The Thunder Palm collided with the Black-Clad Man's massive hand, producing a loud crash. Ye Tian staggered back several steps, while the latter's bear-like figure was sent flying far away.
Thanks to Ye Tian holding back, the Black-Clad Man did not suffer the same fate as before where his hand was completely crushed. However, his heavy body still crashed through a wall before finally coming to a stop.
Ye Tian slowly walked up to the disheveled and dusty Black-Clad Man. At this moment, although the latter was still trying to get up, he was already exhausted and could only gasp for breath while glaring at Ye Tian with furious eyes.
"You have harmed so many members of the Cold Family; I should have killed you." Although Ye Tian said this, there was no intense killing intent in his gaze.
He paused for a moment and continued, "Your Third Brother is dead, and you have lost a hand. Such heavy losses are enough to settle the score. Of course, I mean here. If you wish to seek revenge after you recover, feel free to come find me. But I must warn you beforehand: if you dare harm anyone from the Cold Family again, it will not end like today!"
After saying this, Ye Tian picked up the unconscious Black-Clad Second and turned to leave.
"Oh, by the way, I'm taking your second brother back for questioning. But don't worry; I will ensure he doesn't die."
The Blazing Sun hung high in the sky. In the morning, there was thick fog, but now the desolate alley felt like an oven, with mirages appearing above the stone ground due to the heat waves.
This alley was quite large, with numerous paths crisscrossing through it. Just by looking at its scale, one could imagine how bustling it must have been before, but the reason for its abandonment was unknown.
Tap, tap, tap...
There was no one around; apart from the hurried footsteps, there were no other sounds.
Tap.
At this moment, even the footsteps stopped. A tall and thin figure stood there, drenched and sweating profusely.
It was none other than Leng Ping, who was trying to return to the Cold Family to report back.
"This dead tree... Oh no! How did I end up back here again!" He wiped the sweat rolling down his forehead and muttered anxiously.
It turned out that this was his first time experiencing such a perilous situation. Coupled with his anxious mood, after parting ways with Ye Tian, he had only thought about rushing back to the Cold Family for help and had run without stopping.
However, after running for a long time, he still hadn't left this place. It was only now that he began to calm down, but it was too late; he had already seen this dead tree for the third time.
Clearly, he was lost.
"What am I going to do now!" Leng Ping anxiously rubbed his hands together, unsure of what to do.
Although he wasn't a pampered young master, he had little experience in the world. When faced with such a real emergency, he found himself completely flustered and disoriented.
"I wonder if Ye Tian can handle that man in black!"
Recalling the terrifying appearance of the man in black, Leng Ping grew even more worried about Ye Tian. He sighed and began to stomp his feet in place.
"Leng Ping."
Suddenly, a voice called out, and Leng Ping hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.
"Wu Xiaozhuang?"
A short and plump figure slowly emerged from around a corner, wearing a strange smile.
"Where have you been? I almost got killed by those thugs! Luckily, Ye Tian showed up just in time." After experiencing a brief scare, Leng Ping's expression quickly darkened, and there was a hint of reproach in his tone.
Wu Xiaozhuang chuckled and looked Leng Ping up and down, asking, "How were the buns this morning? Did you eat enough?"
"What are you talking about..." Leng Ping was taken aback by this somewhat nonsensical question.
"I asked if the buns were good this morning and if you had enough to eat?" Wu Xiaozhuang repeated his earlier question slowly.
"Get lost! Answer my question first—where have you been?" Wu Xiaozhuang's demeanor irritated Leng Ping, prompting him to snap back. He thought to himself, "At a time like this, you're asking such questions? You must be crazy!"
Wu Xiaozhuang wasn't offended by the reprimand; instead, he continued to smile and asked, "What is your current strength? Haven't you reached Warrior Definition yet?"
"Have you lost your mind? Ye Tian is still in danger right now! The priority is to hurry back for help, and you're here chatting with me?" Faced with Wu Xiaozhuang's casual attitude, Leng Ping could no longer hold back his frustration.
"Hehe, Young Master Ping has quite the temper," Wu Xiaozhuang said with a sly grin as he slowly approached Leng Ping. As he walked, he added, "Since you don't want to chat, I'll answer your question."
At this moment, Leng Ping finally felt something, and there was a hint of vigilance in his gaze as he looked at Wu Xiaozhuang.
"Listen carefully, I was not far away when you were almost harmed, but why didn't I save you?" Wu Xiaozhuang paused and said mockingly, "Hehe, because I wanted you to die. To be honest, the incident involving the Cold Family's junior was orchestrated by Xu Ao and me. He was responsible for finding the assassin, and I was in charge of revealing your location. How about that? Surprised, aren't you?"
After saying this, Wu Xiaozhuang looked at Leng Ping with a sinister smile, clearly enjoying the situation.
"You... what did you say!" Leng Ping was stunned; this truth was difficult for him to accept.
"Oh, by the way! Do you know why I asked if you were full?"
Leng Ping did not respond, but the veins on his forehead throbbed, and his fists were tightly clenched.
Wu Xiaozhuang paid no attention to Leng Ping's reaction. He continued to slowly approach, his cold voice echoing.
"Because... when you're full, it's time to set off!"
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