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Outside Liang City, on the official road, the night was already quiet with few people around. Three horse-drawn carriages sped towards Liang City, pulled by six powerful warhorses. The coachman, draped in a cloak, had strong and muscular arms, and four golden stars faintly floated on his chest.
Under the starry sky, a figure flew past, causing the grass to sway, leaving only a faint trace behind.
Ye Yang, carrying the Breaking Flame Sword, had his hands clasped behind his back as he gracefully maneuvered through the forest. His sword-like brows were tightly furrowed; despite his rapid pace, he could still circulate the Fire God Fragment True Qi, focusing his senses to perceive everything around him. His powerful sensory abilities expanded quickly, and soon he detected several strong auras about three miles ahead!
"That's it!"
Ye Yang felt a surge of joy and quickened his pace, resembling a shooting star as he dashed into the distance.
At that moment, a shadow suddenly flashed by, and a beautiful face appeared above Ye Yang's shoulder—it was Zeng Xuan flying through the air!
One of the notable features of a Starry Sky Expert is their ability to condense Starlit Armor for defense; another is their ability to fly through the air.
Ye Yang couldn't help but smile. "What’s this? Sister Zeng Xuan is here to help me?"
Zeng Xuan shook her head. "How could that be? I'm just here to see what you intend to do."
"Me? I'm just looking to settle some scores!"
"Oh? You plan to kill someone?"
"Hey, that's hard to say..."
Ye Yang looked into the distance, anger surging in his eyes. Since arriving in this world, he had never known peace. The Peng Family was relentlessly pressuring him, and even Peng Cheng had personally injured Ye Beichi. Ye Nantian had also been publicly humiliated by Peng Feng. If he didn't settle this score, it would be a disgrace!
Zeng Xuan smiled and said, "Ye Yang, are you thinking of killing and robbing?"
Ye Yang raised his eyebrows. "That's right!"
"Good!"
Zeng Xuan not only did not oppose him but laughed, "Perfect! I can take this opportunity to see what level your cultivation has reached!"
Ye Yang chuckled quietly and said nothing more.
...
Not long after, the two shot out of the forest and disappeared into the night.
On Main Street, three carriages rushed forward, but suddenly, several warhorses let out a tragic whinny and broke free from their reins, vanishing into the forest in an instant.
The carriages came to a halt immediately, and the coachmen and others stood up. The leading coachman was a strong Earth Level Four warrior whose expression changed dramatically as he shouted, "Brothers, stop! Hmph, someone is here to visit our convoy!"
In front of them stood a young man in green clothes with a red mask covering his face, coldly staring at the convoy's guards with disdain and anger in his eyes.
Behind the young man in the forest, Zeng Xuan was also furious. Looking at her torn sleeve, she clenched her fist and said, "Hmph, that little brat Ye Yang actually used my sleeve as a napkin. I must make him pay dearly for this!"
"Hey, you brat, are you looking for death?"
A coachman stepped forward, wielding an axe and swinging it down at Ling Kong. The blade of the Battle Axe glimmered with a hint of flame. Although this coachman was only at Earth Level Two, he was considered quite skilled in the city.
However, unexpectedly, Ye Yang merely waved his hand, and a fierce flame swept across. The coachman let out a scream as both his arm and the Battle Axe were instantly reduced to ashes!
What kind of cultivation is this!
"Ahhh..."
Amidst the horrifying cries, the coachman stumbled back, crawling helplessly towards the second carriage while pleading, "Elder, Elder, save me..."
Inside the carriage, an icy aura emanated as a cold voice replied, "Useless thing, go die!"
A skeletal hand reached out and lightly tapped the coachman's forehead. Instantly, an overwhelming Frost Element engulfed the coachman entirely. In the next moment, with a crisp sound, the coachman shattered like ice upon hitting the ground, his flesh turned into layers of ice, leaving a gruesome sight.
Ye Yang was slightly taken aback; he never expected there would be such a powerful expert among those escorting this convoy. It seemed that there must be some extremely rare treasures within this convoy!
From inside the carriage, an old man in a black robe slowly descended. Ice mist swirled around his five bony fingers; he was the one who had just killed the coachman, and Ye Yang recognized him!
"Frost Sovereign!"
Ye Yang's heart trembled; he never expected to encounter him here. The last time he was imprisoned in the Cold Wind Ice Cave, the Frost Sovereign had come to take his life, only to be scared away by Qin Fang's spirit. Now, facing him again, it was indeed a case of enemies crossing paths!
The Frost Sovereign was a powerful figure at Earth Level Seven, practicing Ice Divine Power, which was on par with Fire God Power. Originally a member of the Water God Clan, he had inexplicably come to serve the Fire God Clan.
Ye Yang raised his head proudly, glaring at the Frost Sovereign with anger in his eyes. The Frost Sovereign was merely a guard dog at Peng Feng's door; killing him would be like severing an arm from Peng Feng, which was precisely the outcome Ye Yang was eager to see.
"Wow..."
His fists clenched tightly as waves of Fire God Power surged within him; Ye Yang's anger could no longer be contained.
The Frost Sovereign looked at Ye Yang and had already guessed the situation. He snorted coldly, "You little brat, last time you were lucky. This time, I doubt anyone will save your life. Prepare to die!"
Raising an arm, he gathered Frost Element energy and conjured an ice spear-like long blade out of thin air. Coldly staring at Ye Yang, his robes billowed around him as countless chilling winds swirled and howled!
"Die!"
The Frost Sovereign suddenly erupted with power. Ling Kong soared into the air as he swung the Ice Blade downwards, shouting in midair: "Ice Soul Slash!"
This was a profound martial arts technique that only Earth Level Seven practitioners could master, condensing frost into a blade while locking onto the opponent with overwhelming momentum. As the icy energy descended to freeze the opponent, one strike would usually reveal the gruesome fate of those who had faced it before.
Unfortunately for the Frost Sovereign, his opponent this time was Ye Yang. Although only at Earth Level Six, he was at the pinnacle of that level. Moreover, Ye Yang's Fire God Power was derived from Fire God Fragment, inherently mysterious and far beyond ordinary Fire God Power!
"Swish!"
Pressure descends, and the Pressure of Frost Sovereign along with the Ice Soul Slash strikes down in a double attack!
Ye Yang stands fearless, his gaze filled with disdain. In the next moment, his actions astonish Frost Sovereign!
Under the moonlight, Ye Yang gathers the Heaven and Earth Shield in his left hand while unleashing Fire God Power in his right. The Breaking Flame Sword erupts with countless flames as he boldly confronts his opponent, exposing his vital points to the enemy's fierce strikes—this is a desperate gamble!
"Wave!"
The Ice Soul Blade crashes heavily against the Heaven and Earth Shield, dissipating much of its force but still striking Ye Yang's left arm. Instantly, ice and fire collide, blood spurts wildly, and a horrifying injury appears.
However, Frost Sovereign's fate is even worse!
"Thud!"
The Breaking Flame Sword pierces through his throat, flames scorching away Frost Sovereign's Ice Divine Power. The clash between these two masters concludes with a single move determining the victor!
Ye Yang suffers a severe injury to his arm!
Frost Sovereign falls lifeless!
……
"What a kid..." Zeng Xuan, hidden in the dense forest, can't help but stick out his tongue and chuckle, "Does he think that having a free divine healer means he can act recklessly? Sigh, this kid really needs to be taught a lesson..."
Ye Yang's left arm hung low, but he coldly stared at the four remaining experts from the Peng Family in front of him. They were all Earth Level Three and Four strong fighters, yet in Ye Yang's eyes, these people were no different from dead men.
One expert looked on with fear in his eyes: "This person is too strong, run!"
But where could they run to?
Ye Yang dashed forward, the Breaking Flame Sword unleashed a long stream of sword energy, and the Wind Slash Technique was ruthless and boundless. With a few strokes of sword energy, none of the four experts escaped; they all fell into a pool of blood.
"Hmph!"
Ye Yang stepped forward and kicked open the box on the carriage, revealing it was filled entirely with weapons. There were a few Ninth-Grade Weapons among them, while the rest were finely crafted Weapons that were quite decent. It was clear that this was cargo destined for the Peng Family Forge.
He moved to the second carriage and kicked it open as well, finding it still filled with scattered weapons.
Ye Yang felt slightly disappointed and was about to turn away when he noticed some golden boxes at the bottom of the crate!
Hurrying over, he opened the box to find a blue Martial Arts Manual inside, simple yet ancient in appearance. On the cover, several large characters were clearly written—Wilderness Thunder!
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