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"Yue'er, stop crying..."
Peng Cheng reached out and gently patted Peng Yue'er's shoulder, expressing concern, "Once a person is dead, they cannot come back to life. The sect leader in spirit would not want to see you so heartbroken. We should plan how to deal with Ye Yang, the murderer. This vile and despicable scoundrel actually killed the sect leader..."
"Shut up!"
Peng Yue'er suddenly lifted her head, her beautiful eyes filled with anger as she looked at Peng Cheng. "Is Ye Yang despicable? Yes, he killed my father, which is indeed despicable. But isn't the root of all this your despicable manipulation of Cao Ying's death to frame Ye Yang? If it weren't for your vile scheme, would my father hate Ye Yang so much? He wouldn't have colluded with the Redstone Alliance to massacre the Ye Family. The root of everything is you! It's all you!"
In an instant, Peng Cheng was taken aback, glancing around in panic. Fortunately, there were only a few servants from the Peng Family and two maids standing nearby.
Peng Cheng's expression turned cold as he gestured with his hand, and the two maids fell to the ground in response, blood streaming from their seven orifices; they had been silenced.
Peng Yue'er was shocked. "Peng Cheng, what do you want?"
"Yue'er!"
Peng Cheng tightly grasped Peng Yue'er's hand and said, "The current plan is simply how to help the Peng Family and the Fire God Clan survive this calamity. Ye Yang must die. We need to rely on external forces; why not... come with me to the Redstone Alliance and ask them to send experts to eliminate Ye Yang?"
"Get lost!"
Peng Yue'er violently shook off Peng Cheng's hand, her beautiful eyes filled with tears and rage. "You despicable man! I never would have thought you were this kind of person. Compared to you, Ye Yang is so much more hateful! You still think about relying on the power of the Redstone Alliance? It was those bastards who caused my father's death!"
"Yue'er..."
Peng Cheng's face turned cold as he replied icily, "Fine, I will go to the Redstone Alliance headquarters tomorrow in my capacity as the sect leader of the Fire God Clan. If you are unwilling, then I will go alone!"
"You? What right do you have to represent the Fire God Clan?" Peng Yue'er widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Hmph, don't forget that before the Sect Master died, he announced that I am the new Sect Master of the Fire God Clan. Have you already forgotten?"
Peng Cheng's smile turned somewhat ferocious as he looked at Peng Yue'er and said, "Yue'er, from now on, you are my wife, Peng Cheng. Shouldn't you support me?"
"Ah..."
Peng Yue'er retreated repeatedly, knocking over a candlestick, her eyes filled with humiliation and unwillingness. "Peng Cheng, you despicable beast, is this the result you've always hoped for?"
But Peng Cheng had already reached out his hand and said, "Yue'er, come with me."
"Get lost!"
Tears streamed down Peng Yue'er's face as she turned and flew toward the door.
Peng Cheng's gaze sharpened. "Where do you think you're going?"
Pressure instantly enveloped the room. Given the vast difference in strength between them, Peng Yue'er found herself unable to move at all.
...
Peng Cheng stepped forward, his smile becoming more twisted and ferocious.
At that moment, a sudden gust of wind arose, and a terrifying energy descended from above, instantly dispelling Peng Cheng's pressure and locking onto him entirely.
In the darkness, a figure in a blue robe rushed in, holding an Iron Sword. It was Ye Yang, his expression grim as he stepped onto the platform where Peng Feng's spirit hall was located.
"Ye Yang, you..."
Peng Yue'er was filled with rage, and with a wave of her hand, she unleashed a strike known as Raging Sword Roar.
"Too slow..."
Ye Yang swiftly appeared in front of Peng Yue'er, his fingers spread wide as he forcefully suppressed the energy of Raging Sword Roar. The beastly roar vanished into thin air; the gap between them was simply too great.
"You!"
Peng Yue'er widened her eyes, filled with murderous intent. However, in Ye Yang's gaze, she read a hint of pity and sorrow.
"What exactly has turned you into this?" Ye Yang said calmly.
"I..."
Under the pressure, Peng Yue'er slowly leaned against the stone pillar behind her, speechless, tears streaming down her face.
Ye Yang then turned his attention to Peng Cheng, suddenly filled with boundless fury as he shouted, " Peng Cheng, prepare to die!"
"Do you dare kill me?" Peng Cheng exclaimed in shock. "I... I am the National Talent bestowed by His Majesty. You... you cannot kill me; otherwise, the Ye Family will be exterminated!"
Ye Yang sneered, "The Great Qin Empire is on the brink of collapse, barely able to protect itself. Do you think it has time to care about a worthless National Talent like you? Prepare to die, you despicable creature. Originally, Cao Yingshi Uncle was killed by you; now I have even more reason to kill you. I will take your head and offer it to the Cao Family to honor the spirit of Cao Yingshi Uncle!"
"You!"
Peng Cheng was horrified and quickly stepped back several paces. He thrust his Blade forward unexpectedly, aiming a vicious stab directly at Ye Yang's chest!
"Hey!"
Flames soared, and Ye Yang smiled as he opened his hand to grasp Blade. The Fire God Fragment True Qi swirled between his fingers, binding Sharp Sword like an iron chain.
"Die!"
Ye Yang raised his sword, the Wilderness Thunder energy swirling above Blade, and struck heavily towards Peng Cheng!
"Ugh..."
Peng Cheng couldn't help but gasp, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with no room to retreat. Ye Yang's strike was flawless, and a sense of impending death enveloped him!
...
Just as Peng Cheng faced certain death, a sudden cold wind swept in, and Starlight Power flickered!
Ye Yang quickly withdrew Iron Sword, sensing that the attacker behind him was incredibly strong, even surpassing his own strength. If he insisted on killing Peng Cheng, it was highly likely that he would lose his own life in the process!
He slid his feet, the Taiji Hexagram flowing around him, skillfully deflecting the opponent's determined strike!
Under the lights, a sinister figure emerged, holding a Short Dagger. His handsome face was filled with malice, and Starlight Power flowed around him. The Short Dagger was infused with Wind Attribute energy, showcasing its cutting power!
In an instant, Ye Yang trembled all over, clenched his right fist, and his eyes turned blood red before rapidly shifting to gold as he entered the second realm of Fire God Warrior Transformation—Blazing Sun!
The fact that Ye Yang could enter his strongest state immediately upon engagement and was filled with rage indicated that the young man before him was none other than Fire Plow, the killer from the Redstone Alliance who had personally slain Ye Nantian!
"Kid, is it you?"
Fire Plow snorted coldly, spirals of energy rising from his dagger as a cruel smile appeared on his lips. "Heh heh, last time you were lucky. This time Yun Xiaoxi isn't here; let's see how you can withstand me!"
"Come and take my life!"
Ye Yang's eyes glimmered with gold as the Iron Sword surged in his hand. The Fire God Power erupted, creating a powerful cyclone that swept through the entire spirit hall, obliterating everything in its path. With his first strike, he unleashed the second move of the Fire God’s Three Styles, the Purgatory Flame Blade!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The energy of the Fire God Fragment True Qi instantly enveloped the Blade, rapidly transforming into orange, which was Fate Fire!
"Clang!"
The Iron Sword struck heavily against Fire Plow's Short Dagger, sending the Starry Sky Expert flying back several dozen meters. However, the Iron Sword shattered; after all, it was merely a mortal weapon, while the Short Dagger in Fire Plow's hand was at least a Seventh-Rank Weapon.
After that blow, True Qi surged within Fire Plow, and he regretted it immensely; this kid's cultivation had advanced so much since their last encounter!
"Die for me!"
Ye Yang exerted himself for a second strike, leaping high into the air. He appeared like a celestial being descending from the heavens as he brought down his sword with great force, executing the third move of the Fire God’s Three Styles, Divine Oracle Descends!
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