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A faint cold light flashed and then both of their movements came to a halt at the same moment.
Hiss...
Ye Tian trembled all over, as if using all his strength to lower his head. He saw blood gushing from his chest, where a long arm covered in grayish-white fur was thrust deep into him, its sharp claws completely embedded within his body.
"Jie jie jie..." The Raccoon's hollow eyes finally showed an expression, a mix of excitement and greed, with a fierce and resentful gaze.
Ye Tian looked up at it, no longer afraid of the so-called illusion. He could even feel his heart beating against something sharp; that was the Raccoon's claws.
"Jie jie jie..." The Raccoon continued to laugh grimly, but this was a true grim laugh, as its voice grew fainter.
The illusion did not appear. Ye Tian forced a smile, returning a cold sneer.
"Jie jie... jie..." The grim laughter became weaker until it was finally barely audible.
Plop...
A drop of blood trickled down the sharp edge of the dagger, slowly falling to the ground and shattering into several pieces.
At the same time, the Raccoon's neck began to twist, gradually misaligning with its body, slowly sliding down until it too fell to the ground, its gaze once again returning to emptiness, forever frozen in that hollow state.
As the head was severed, Ye Tian reached out and gently pushed the headless corpse that stood upright. A sharp pain surged through his heart as the claws slowly withdrew from his body, finally falling along with the headless corpse onto the ground.
A life-risking strike had exchanged for his own life. Ye Tian suddenly felt dizzy; countless wounds on his body throbbed with intense pain, and his mind grew heavy as he fell backward with a thud.
Uncertain how much time had passed, thunder began to rumble in the sky. Ye Tian slowly regained consciousness from his stupor, feeling extremely fatigued, but the pain from his injuries had significantly diminished.
He was not surprised by this miraculous recovery. Opening his Divine Consciousness to probe within, he found that both Spirit Pouches were completely empty, their glow dimming as if they could vanish at any moment.
During his unconsciousness, the Spirit Pouches had automatically released spiritual energy to nourish his wounds. The spiritual energy within the Spirit Pouches came from spiritual herbs and inner elixirs, so the self-healing of the Spirit Pouches was almost indistinguishable from consuming a Spiritual Pill.
He slowly raised his arm to touch his chest, finding no dampness where he expected it. It seemed that under the influence of the spiritual energy, the wounds had stopped bleeding, but the pain remained unbearable.
Although his current injuries were still quite serious, they were far better than before he lost consciousness; at least he had escaped the brink of death.
"The Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Technique..." Ye Tianxin sighed inwardly. He finally experienced the powerful and mysterious nature of the Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Technique. Although Wang Weiyang was dead and the blood he exchanged was clearly not high-grade blood, its various strange and unpredictable abilities still left Ye Tianxin astonished.
"Crimson Dragon Golden Blood... Heh..." Thinking of the Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Technique naturally led him to recall the Crimson Dragon Golden Blood flowing within him. The mere thought of "Crimson Dragon Golden Blood" made Ye Tian smile wryly.
At first, Ye Tian thought that in this fierce battle, he could use Wang Weiyang's own methods against him by employing the Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Technique supported by his Crimson Dragon Golden Blood to slaughter Wang Weiyang. However, when it came down to it, he realized a frustrating yet amusing problem...
He simply could not activate the Blood Exchange and Marrow Transformation Technique because all he remembered about it was that it had saved his life...
The incantation? The mental techniques? He remembered none of them...
This situation was akin to having deposited an astonishing amount of silver at a money exchange but discovering that the deposit slip had gone missing when he wanted to withdraw it...
After a moment of bitter laughter, Ye Tian turned to look at Wang Weiyang's corpse. He wanted to see what Wang Weiyang looked like after death—whether he would revert to a human form or remain in that gruesome state.
"Over there!"
Just as this thought crossed his mind, a shout suddenly rang out from the lower path on the west side, and several figures quickly rushed toward him.
"Orthodox Guards of the Wang Family!" Ye Tian was startled. His struggle with Wang Weiyang had not lasted long, but it had been so intense that he had completely forgotten about this group of guards.
Realizing this, Ye Tian did not have time to admire Wang Weiyang's corpse. With a powerful thrust of his arms, he shot forward.
"What?!" As Ye Tian's figure surged upward, he couldn't help but exclaim. However, this surprise came from himself.
He had initially thought that killing one more would be a bonus, but he did not expect his body to recover to such an extent.
Yet, despite his astonishment, as Ye Tian rushed forward, he began to assess the specific level of his restored strength in his mind.
After a brief evaluation, Ye Tian confirmed that as long as Wang Tianba did not appear, this group of Orthodox Guards could be disregarded.
"He’s coming!" The night was deepening, but there were still sharp-eyed individuals. One person spotted Ye Tian and shouted loudly while frequently looking back into the distance.
After that shout, the speed of the group suddenly slowed down. Although they appeared to be moving forward, they involuntarily began to retreat.
Seeing this, Ye Tian let out a long howl to boost his momentum because he understood the reason for their fear.
He had single-handedly infiltrated the Wang Family, first slaughtering the outer gate guards, then killing Wang Tiankuang, and severely injuring Jingfeng Lei Kuan Ti and Wang Tianba. Now, he could still rush forward in the air; they were not fools and naturally understood Wang Weiyang's fate.
Thus, their shouts were filled with deep-rooted terror.
"Submit and I will leave your corpses intact!"
Before his voice faded, Ye Tian had already appeared ten zhang away from the crowd.
"This... this..."
"Withdraw..."
"He, he, he... Lord Wei Yang..."
The group of Orthodox Guards saw that Ye Tian's expression was not particularly unusual, and they all fell silent, unable to articulate a single word.
Seeing this, Ye Tian frowned deeply and covered his mouth with his hand, seemingly lost in thought.
The others, noticing Ye Tian's demeanor, assumed he was contemplating whether to unleash a massacre, so they all stopped speaking, fearing that any comment might provoke Ye Tian into violence.
Ye Tianxin secretly laughed; in fact, he covered his mouth to conceal his injuries. After a hasty dash followed by a long howl, not only did his chest and lungs ache intensely, but he even coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Where is Wang Tianba?!" Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back and shouted sternly. In reality, he was using the opportunity to wipe the blood he had coughed up onto his back.
"The master... no, no, Wang Tianba..."
"I'm here!" A furious voice came from behind Hundred Zhang, followed by a figure rushing over.
Ye Tian focused intently and observed that even though Wang Tianba was trying to suppress it, his chest was still heaving violently after coming to a stop. Moreover, during his rush over, his form was unstable and somewhat sluggish.
"Wang Tianba, are you being considerate or are you deliberately seeking death?" Ye Tian sneered. From the signs, it was clear that Wang Tianba's previous severe injuries had not improved much; in other words, it would not be difficult for Ye Tian to kill him.
"Where is Yang'er?!" Wang Tianba had heard Ye Tian's voice while rushing over, which filled him with an ominous premonition. Now that he was close and saw that his son was indeed missing, he felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Should I keep an eye on him for you?" Ye Tian continued to sneer, tilting his head and glancing sideways. "He's your son, not mine."
Upon hearing this, Wang Tianba let out an enraged roar and charged forward without hesitation, completely losing his composure.
Ye Tian successfully provoked Wang Tianba again, letting out a cold laugh as he unleashed the Bagua Thunder Palm, striking directly at Wang Tianba's chest through the gaps in his unstable attack.
Puff!
A spray of blood shot from Wang Tianba's mouth, his chest caved in as he was sent flying backward.
Ye Tian did not take his life with this strike, as the whereabouts of Cold Frost and the others were still unknown; now was not the time to kill him.
"I ask you all, where are the hostages from the Cold Family being held?" Ye Tian surveyed the crowd, and with a single palm strike that sent Wang Tianba flying, his momentum grew. The group now dared not even lift their heads, each one silent as a grave.
Hearing Ye Tian's inquiry, the crowd remained silent. Their silence was not due to loyalty; everyone knew that providing Ye Tian with a satisfactory answer might spare them from death, yet they did not speak because they truly did not know.
"Hahaha! Hahahaha!" In stark contrast to the silence of the others, Wang Tianba suddenly threw his head back and laughed maniacally.
"Sheep Madness?" Ye Tian looked at Wang Tianba with a smile.
"Bastard! The members of the Cold Family have already been skinned alive by me; you'll never find them!" Wang Tianba spat venomously, his expression fierce.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian smiled because he detected a clue in Wang Tianba's words.
"Never find them" indicated that their lives were not in immediate danger; they must be held somewhere.
"Wang Tianba, I will give you one more chance. If you reveal their whereabouts, I will spare your life," Ye Tian said coldly, enunciating each word clearly.
"Hahaha! Kill me, I dare you to kill me!" Wang Tianba remained defiant, even provoking Ye Tian: "If you kill me, their fate is to starve to death. Come on, make your move!"
"Where is the Royal Dungeon?" Coldly ignoring Wang Tianba, Ye Tian turned to ask the crowd.
"Over there!"
"The seventh piece of blue stone in the Eastern District of White Tiger Hall Martial Arena is the mechanism to open the dungeon!"
"I can take you there!"
Upon hearing this, everyone eagerly responded, all wanting to seize this precious opportunity for salvation.
"They're not locked up there..." Just as Ye Tian was about to point someone to lead the way, a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz emerged from the crowd.
"Come out." Ye Tian pointed at that person.
The individual timidly stepped out from the crowd.
"How do you know they are not in the dungeon?" Ye Tian asked coldly.
"I... I am the guard of the dungeon..." Although the person was scared, their gaze was steady.
Ye Tian nodded and asked again, "Do you know where they are being held?"
"They were originally locked in the dungeon, but he took them away." The person turned to point at Wang Tianba, hesitating for a moment before saying, "I vaguely heard him mention something about Golden Bull Ridge..."
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