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Cold Wu was momentarily stunned by the words, and then a flash of anger crossed his face. Once upon a time, Ye Tian was nothing more than an ant in his eyes, but now he could only suppress his anger and refrain from acting out against Ye Tian's mockery.
"Where is the Divine Dragon Inner Pill?" After joking, Ye Tian no longer hesitated. Jingfeng Lei Kuan Ti had already lost an arm, and it was mostly due to Wang Tianba's injury. This meant that he would not be involved with Wang Tianba upon returning to Spirit Martial Town. Even if they were still in cahoots, it was not something to fear.
Cold Wu watched Ye Tian warily and then pointed behind him, saying, "There is a river behind; the Divine Dragon Inner Pill fell into it."
At first, Ye Tian did not pay attention, but after listening closely, he indeed heard the sound of rushing water from several miles away. The sound was tumultuous, suggesting that the river was quite rapid.
"Although the river is swift, there are ways to deal with it," Cold Wu said, seeing that Ye Tian seemed lost in thought about how to retrieve the inner pill from the turbulent waters. He quickly tried to reassure him.
"Heh, I don't want that inner pill," Ye Tian replied lightly. He understood that Cold Wu was trying to deceive him into searching for the inner pill so he could escape. Although the inner pill was extraordinary, how could one find it in such a raging river? Before Ye Tian arrived, Cold Wu must have been here talking to Jingfeng Lei Kuan Ti because he had already lost hope of finding the inner pill.
"Don't lose heart; you will have good fortune after great adversity. That Divine Dragon Inner Pill is your good fortune," Cold Wu continued to persuade him, though his persuasion skills were quite poor.
"Tell me your method," Ye Tian said playfully.
"Uh... this..." Cold Wu stammered and couldn't answer.
"This place is close to the main channel of the Spirit Martial River, and with such turbulent waters, the inner pill must have been swept away long ago. How do you expect me to find it? Moreover, there are many fierce creatures in the Spirit Martial River. How could the Divine Dragon Inner Pill escape their senses?" Ye Tian's tone turned harsh as he pressed further.
"You can..."
"Cold Wu, don't waste your breath. The Divine Dragon Inner Pill is a treasure; since ancient times, treasures have always been obtained by those fated to have them. The fact that this inner pill has fallen into the water and is hard to find indicates that we are both fated to miss out. I am open-minded about this; it's not so easy for you to deceive me," Ye Tian sneered. Unlike Cold Wu, Wang Tianba, and others, his main purpose for entering the mountains was not to covet the Divine Dragon Treasure. Therefore, while obtaining it would be great, he would not feel any loss if he did not get it. Moreover, he had already exchanged for the Crimson Dragon Golden Blood, which had yet to be proven in terms of power but had shown promise based on his recent use of the Golden Thunder Palm. It was clear that his strength had undergone a significant transformation.
"Do you really think you can kill me?!" Cold Wu, feeling threatened internally despite his fierce demeanor, resorted to this desperate tactic when deceiving Ye Tian failed.
"Do you really think I can't kill you?" Ye Tian asked with a smile.
"Then the Divine Dragon Inner Pill is just in the river nearby; wouldn't it be a pity to give up so easily?" Seeing Ye Tian's calm demeanor made Cold Wu instantly soften.
"Killing you before searching is not a problem." Ye Tian casually brushed off a small insect that had landed on his clothes, showing no regard for Cold Wu.
"My son Leng Yong has already died at your hands. Do you intend to kill everyone?" Cold Wu, unable to persuade, shifted to threats, and when that failed, he tried to appeal to emotions.
"When did I ever kill Leng Yong?" Ye Tian asked with a frown.
Cold Wu was at a loss for words; it was true that Leng Yong was not killed by Ye Tian, but there was indeed some connection. Leng Yong had died of depression, and the reason for his despair was that he had been crippled by Ye Tian during the selection in the Cold Family.
"Let me go, and I can return to the Cold Family to apologize." At this moment, Cold Wu's reaction was surprisingly quick. When one reason failed, he immediately switched to another, demonstrating how desperate people can act when seeking survival.
"The Cold Family has no use for you." Ye Tian scoffed.
"Leng Bo Feng and Cold Bo Stone..." Cold Wu initially wanted to say that bastard Cold Bo Stone, but he caught himself just in time and awkwardly said, "Both of them are seriously injured. If the Wang family strikes now, can Cold Boyuan stand alone against them?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
"I can help..."
"You take action first!"
"I am at least..."
"Take action!"
"Ye Tian! You are going too far!"
Ye Tian's relentless pressure had reached Cold Wu's limit. He flared his nostrils, clearly furious.
"I must kill you. If it weren't for you, Grandpa Leng would never have died." In Ye Tian's mind, Leng Wanli's death was closely related to Cold Wu because if he hadn't intervened and obstructed matters, Wu Tianci would not have been able to easily assassinate him under Cold Boyuan's nose, and Leng Wanli would still be alive.
Many people like to find a reason before taking action, but those with real strength choose to act directly. The reasons they seek are often due to their own insecurities, wanting to gain the upper hand in momentum. However, Ye Tian was different; he wanted Cold Wu to understand why he had to die.
However, Cold Wu misunderstood the situation. He naively thought that Ye Tian was frightened by his suddenly heightened aura, so he quickly seized the opportunity and coldly said, "I am also a Three-Stage Martial Artist. Whether we win or lose is still uncertain!"
"I am a Second-Stage Martial Artist," Ye Tian snorted coldly and said, "But killing you is not difficult at all!"
Before his words fell, Ye Tian's figure moved, and Yuqi Tayan Jue was unleashed. In an instant, Cold Wu felt a dazzling golden light, and Thunder Palm was already in front of him.
"Whoa!" Cold Wu gasped in shock, realizing that Ye Tian's speed was significantly faster than before. This time, he could see and hear clearly that the golden light was indeed Thunder Palm and not Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield.
However, he was still a Three-Stage Martial Artist, and the strength of a Three-Stage Martial Artist was undoubtedly top-tier in Spirit Martial Town. So although he was surprised, he did not panic.
At this moment, various techniques flashed through Cold Wu's mind like lightning. Since Ye Tian attacked too quickly, he no longer had time to resist with an offensive move, so he ultimately chose to defend.
He crossed his arms for protection, and Martial Origin Power instantly erupted, forming an invisible barrier in front of him.
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed as Cold Wu was forced back over ten feet. The barrier crumbled under Ye Tian's Thunder Palm; it shattered and disappeared without a trace upon contact.
"You..."
Cold Wu was taken aback and wanted to speak, but Ye Tian did not pause as he charged forward again, still using Thunder Palm with its gleam remaining Crimson Gold.
This time, the distance allowed Cold Wu a moment to react. He quickly changed his hand movements, and layers of rippling waves appeared in front of him.
Wind-Returning Palm—this was Cold Wu's signature martial art. Although it was a Yellow Rank technique of the seventh tier, its power in Cold Wu's hands was far beyond that.
Yet to Ye Tian, this was insignificant. Bagua Thunder Palm itself was a Yellow Rank Nine technique, and under his comprehension, it had long surpassed its original limits. Now infused with spiritual power and the changes brought by Crimson Dragon Golden Blood, its power was already comparable to Earth Level Three!
Sizzle...
Crackle...
Thunder Palm struck the ripple and instantly released Brilliant Light, with golden rays shimmering brilliantly, blinding anyone who looked directly at it.
The sound of Thunderstorm echoed frequently, while the ripple quickly weakened as if evaporating. The gathered Martial Origin Power dissipated like mist into nothingness. It would not take long before Thunder Palm penetrated through, directly targeting Cold Wu's vital point.
Despite this, Cold Wu's Wind-Returning Palm managed to momentarily halt Ye Tian's momentum. Seizing this opportunity, Cold Wu exerted his strength; the power of a Three-Stage Martial Artist at level ten should not be underestimated. With a sharp sound, the ripples exploded outward, creating a massive wave that surged forth.
The wave extended several meters; it appeared gentle but was actually incredibly fierce. Once it spread, a powerful Shockwave rushed toward Ye Tian.
Ye Tian frowned slightly; he had previously underestimated Cold Wu's strength, but it was merely an underestimation.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of muffled sounds erupted as the Shockwave collided with Ye Tian, only to be automatically neutralized by the Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield. At this moment, Cold Wu finally believed that Ye Tianlei's palm had transformed into gold.
This time, the Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield that Ye Tian activated had become remarkably different from before. At the center of the Bagua Pattern, a golden dragon appeared, its form alive and moving, continuously replenishing energy into the impacted Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield.
"What is this?!" Cold Wu exclaimed in shock. He had never heard of such phenomena occurring with the Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield. According to records, even a fully mastered Bagua Xuan Yuan Shield could only respond freely.
Of course, what shocked him most was the moving golden dragon. Although it was an illusion formed from condensation, it resembled the previously seen Divine Dragon in every way except for its size. Moreover, he had already begun to doubt Ye Tian's Golden Thunder Palm, but now, combined with this little dragon, it was clear that Ye Tian must have acquired some power from the Divine Dragon.
However, Ye Tian did not notice this phenomenon; he launched his third attack, still using Thunder Palm.
Seeing this, Cold Wu suppressed his astonishment and focused his mind. He had responded head-on to both of Ye Tian's previous attacks, and after taking two hits, his strength was nearly exhausted. Therefore, when Ye Tian attacked again, he could only choose to dodge.
Yet his desire to evade was nothing but wishful thinking; how could Ye Tian, possessing the Yuqi Tayan Jue, give him a chance to escape?
At this moment, Cold Wu had already moved five meters away and was clearly trying to continue fleeing by pushing off the ground with his toes.
Whoosh!
The sound of air being sliced through rang out as a tremendous force suddenly came from behind. Startled, Cold Wu turned around in fear and swept back with trepidation.
However, at the moment he turned around, he realized that his consciousness was beginning to fade. At first, he could still hear the sound of bones cracking, but that sound did not last long. In the next moment, his eyelids reflected a sky full of Blood Mist, and the moment after that, he felt his shoulder being propelled upwards into the air, while his body collapsed limply downwards from the waist.
From shoulder to waist, the middle part was turned to dust under Ye Tian's palm!
Thud...
Moments later, Cold Wu's upper body fell from the air, drenched in blood, making a muffled sound.
Ye Tian frowned. He hadn't intended to torture Cold Wu like this, but this situation arose because the power of the Golden Thunder Palm exceeded his expectations.
"Killing a Three-Stage Martial Artist only takes three palms. Crimson Dragon Golden Blood, just how much change have you brought me?" Ye Tian gazed northward, where Spirit Martial Town lay, the direction of the Cold Family and also the Wang Family.
"Wang Weiyang, it's time to settle our grievances once and for all!"
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