Chapter Eighteen: The Witch Descends

  Night, Ye Manor.

  Hang lanterns and decorate with colorful streamers, hold a grand feast for guests.

  Ye Nantian's face was flushed with pride, his eyebrows overflowing with self-satisfaction and arrogance. The story of Ye Yang's victory over Peng Yue'er, the genius of the Peng family, in just three moves at the Fire God Altar had spread throughout Liang City in a single day. Now, who in Liang City didn't know that the young master of the Ye family already possessed the astonishing cultivation of Earth Level 5?

  In the dead of night, after all the guests had dispersed, a lone figure came tumbling in, covered in blood, with even one arm having been severed from his body!

  Ye Nan Tian flew up front, recognized this person, and hastily said: "Hu Bat, what's wrong?"

  A bat's mouth overflowed with blood, and he managed to spit out a sentence: "The... the refinery was robbed, the Town God Temple's divine sword was stolen, Second Master... Second Master is currently fighting those people..."

  "What?"

  Ye Nan Tian suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Who has eaten bear heart and leopard gall, dare to move our Huo Shen clan's smelting workshop? Zi Yu, follow me!"

  "Good!"

  The Fire God's aura surged, and Ye Nantian's stout body flashed by like lightning, rushing straight towards the direction of the Ye Family Refinery. Meanwhile, Ye Yang's speed was even faster, and with a few leaps, he had already caught up to Ye Nantian.

  ……

  Refinery district, crowded with people.

  "Get out of the way!"

  Ye Nan Tian rushed into the smelting workshop and found that it was filled with corpses. All 17 guards were slaughtered, many of whom had been thrown into the furnace. A strong smell of char wafted through the air.

  By the iron furnace, the blacksmiths were scattered all over the place, and the blood had congealed into a pool at the foot of the furnace.

  Ye Nan Tian was like a madman, turning over the corpses one by one, and on the other hand, he hastily said: "Bei Chi, Bei Chi, you mustn't have anything happen to you!"

  Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, there was no sign of Ye Beicheng.

  At this moment, a faint voice came from the stove, and it was an ironworker who had not died yet. Ye Yang flew over to see that the ironworker's arms were torn off, bleeding non-stop, pale face, and about to die.

  "Ah!"

  The scorching fire god's true energy enveloped the blacksmith's chest, but the residual true energy from the Fire God's scroll could only barely protect his heart meridian, and was unable to save his life.

  "Ah... Young Master, it's you!" The blacksmith recognized Ye Yang and even managed to squeeze out a faint smile.

  "Where's Second Uncle? Where did he go? Who actually did it?" Ye Yang asked anxiously.

  The blacksmith's voice was like a wandering thread, saying: "Second Master... Second Master chased them out, that group of people were all wearing black clothes... extremely formidable, Second Master is also injured... injured..."

  "Ah!"

  The blacksmith suddenly let out a loud shout, and his body suddenly expanded violently. The next moment, flames burst out from his body, and with a loud "boom", this living person was instantly blown to pieces and burned into flying ash!

  Ye Yang stood there in a daze, the Fire God's true energy automatically condensing to disperse the explosive energy and fragments with a blast of air. However, his heart was filled with self-blame and powerlessness. The Ye Yang Refinery had been slaughtered, yet he himself had not been able to use his powers to stop it.

  Ye Nantian stared intently at the blacksmith's remains, gritting his teeth and growling in a low voice: "This is the Explosive Flame Curse! Dammit, who exactly is targeting my Ye family!"

  Bao Yan Zhou, one of the exclusive ultimate techniques of the Huo Shen clan, injects a large amount of fire energy into the human body, triggering an explosive incineration. This ruthless technique is rarely used by anyone.

  Ye Yang didn't say a word, his figure flashed and he flew out of the smelting workshop. Outside, the cold wind was blowing fiercely. He grabbed a big man with one hand and asked, "Where did that group of people go?"

  "What... what person?" The big fellow was so frightened that he lost his wits.

  "Where's the murderer?!!"

  "I... I saw them carrying a box and heading south, they should have already left Liang City..."

  The Great Han finished speaking, but found that the young man had already disappeared, leaving only a faint shadow in the quiet evening wind.

  ……

  In the inky blackness of night, a carriage tore through the wind, its driver wielding a whip to lash two magnificent war horses into a frenzied gallop, their mouths foaming with white froth.

  Inside the car, two men with solemn expressions, wearing black tight-fitting suits, with four golden stars floating above their chests, this is the emblem of a fourth-level strongman.

  "This time, we've seized the Rock-Cutting Knife. Hmph, I believe the Ye family's luck has run out!" one of the men said with a cold sneer.

  Another man curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled gloomily: "Unfortunately, let Ye Beicheng, the first casting master of Liangcheng, escape. Otherwise, this time we must eradicate the Ye family's smelting workshop from Liangcheng!"

  "What did you say, young master will reward us with this time?"

  "I don't know, maybe it's another beauty, haha, the two Western women last time were really unique and charming." The man licked his tongue, with an unfinished expression, and didn't continue speaking.

  At this moment, a sharp whistling sound pierced the sky, and two fine horses simultaneously lifted their front hooves, letting out a mournful cry.

  "Hmm... "

  Two muffled sounds, and the war horse turned into a pool of blood on the ground.

  "What's wrong?"

  Two men leapt out of the carriage, only to find a young man standing calmly on the empty ground, holding a dark sword with one hand, wearing a white shirt that made him look elegant.

  "Ah? Young Master Peng Cheng?"

  Two men immediately knelt down on one knee and said: "Young master, why have you come here in person?"

  Peng Cheng, another outstanding master of the Peng family, the Fire God clan, has a profound cultivation that is immeasurable. According to legend, he surpasses even Peng Yue'er, and no one has ever seen Peng Cheng make a move, because he never reveals his true strength in public.

  Looking at his two subordinates, Peng Cheng smiled slightly: "Have you got it?"

  "Yes!"

  Two men took down a huge iron box from the carriage and said, "Young master, the Rock Cutter is inside. We severely injured Ye Beicheng and also killed more than thirty people in the Ye family's smelting workshop!"

  "Not bad!" Peng Cheng smiled faintly: "Being able to complete so many tedious things in such a short time, indeed worthy of being the Double Killers of Wu Feng Tang!"

  "Hehe, I dare not make a mistake with the task entrusted by the young master!"

  These two are the Wu Feng Twin Evils, two strong men of Wu Feng Village. One of them looked up and said to Peng Cheng: "Young Master, now that you're in charge of Wu Feng Village, you need to show off your skills in front of the Clan Leader. The Ye Family Furnace will surely disappear, and the Peng Family Furnace, built by you, will surely take over the position of the Ye Family Furnace in Liang City!"

  Peng Cheng's face turned gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he said coldly: "My intention is not in the refining workshop. Hmph! Ye Yang actually hurt Yue'er today. Dare to move my woman, Peng Cheng? I will definitely uproot the Ye family and destroy the Ye family's refining workshop. It's just the first step of my action. Although the price is a bit high, after the Ye family loses their refining workshop, they will be nothing!"

  One of the two men with evil intentions smiled and said: "Young master, what's next?"

  Peng Cheng looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, and suddenly sneered: "You don't need to do anything else, next, I'm going to borrow your corpses for a use!"

  "What?! Young master, what are you saying......" The two were shocked to the extreme.

  Peng Cheng burst out laughing, suddenly launched a fierce attack, and appeared in an instant, his hands spread wide, his aura overwhelming, leaving the two 4th-level experts helpless to resist!

  "Wow!"

  Two fierce flames fell, Wu Feng's twin killers let out a mournful cry, and were burned until their skin cracked open, after a few minutes, the two people only had a wisp of residue left, with green smoke rising, carrying a strong burnt smell.

  Peng Cheng opened the iron box, and inside, he saw a large knife with a bright light flashing on it. It was the Rock-Cutting Knife, Ye Beicheng's masterpiece, the crystallization of his heart's blood!

  "Shasha..."

  The wind blew away the leaves, and in the blink of an eye, only the bodies of Wu Feng's twin killers, the charioteer, and two fine horses were left on the small path. Besides that, there was only an empty box, as for the Yan Zhan knife, it had long been gone without a trace.

  ……

  About one minute later.

  "Wow!"

  A strong gust of wind blew by, and the leaves fluttered down to the front of the horse carriage. Looking at the corpses on the ground and the empty box, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, still one step too late!

  Take a look at the remains of the two corpses, but each corpse has 4 golden stars on its side, which makes Ye Yang secretly shocked. Two great masters of the fourth level of the earth were killed like this? Moreover, there is not even a trace of fighting at the scene!

  He glanced coldly at the two corpses, Ye Yang picked up the eight golden stars and held them in his palm. With a low growl, the flames surged and the Fire God's residual true energy instantly melted the golden stars. Then, Ye Yang opened his palms, and the true energy surged forth, suddenly setting the surroundings ablaze. In an instant, the two corpses were reduced to ashes.

  At this time, Qin Fang's voice sounded in his heart: "Ye Yang, what are you doing? Why do you want to destroy the corpse?"

  Ye Yang's deep eyes were filled with calmness as he replied, "Master Qin Fang, these two people must be the ones who snuck into our family's workshop and stole the Yan Jian knife. However, they were killed here, which can only mean that the enemy is trying to frame us for their deaths. Leaving their corpses behind won't be of much use in finding the real culprit, after all, they're just lowly servants."

  Qin Fang nodded in approval: "Then what do you plan to do, continue investigating?"

  "No, I've already guessed seven or eight tenths of it."

  "Oh, what do you want to do?"

  "Go find Uncle Bei Chi, he is still nowhere to be found."

  "Good!"

  Ye Yang swiftly departed the scene, sprinting at full speed through the forest path. However, before he could get far, a dazzling red light suddenly burst forth from the ground, carrying with it an energy capable of destroying heaven and earth. It slowly coalesced into the form of a woman, exuding an otherworldly allure. She wore a crimson sash draped over her shoulder, while a thin gauze failed to conceal her icy skin and jade-like bones. A pair of blood-red eyes fixed intently on Ye Yang.

  "You little stinker, I've finally found you!"

  The woman's voice was shrill and sharp, like thunder flashing in the sky, her face full of anger as she stared at Ye Yang, her skirt fluttering, like a demoness from hell.

  "Whoa! Who are you?!"

  Ye Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks, almost falling into the other person's arms. However, this demoness had a tall and statuesque figure, with peaks and valleys on her chest that seemed to be stacked up high. It didn't seem like it would be a bad thing if he did fall into her arms.

  "Who am I?"

  The witch's eyebrows rose in anger and she shouted: "Who I am is not important, you killed my little fire, today you will pay with your life, stinky brat, accept your death!"

  As she spoke, the witch spread her five fingers, and suddenly a vast power surged forth, causing the heavens to change color. A stream of starlight flowed between her fingers, shining with an otherworldly light that made her seem like a celestial maiden wielding divine power. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, and her entire being was so beautiful it defied description!

  Ye Yang quickly retreated several steps, letting out a low growl. Countless Fire God's residual true energy surged up his entire body, instantly boosting his strength to its peak state. This woman's power was absolutely not to be underestimated, and even made Ye Yang feel the threat of death. Although he had already reached the fifth level of the Earth Realm, Ye Yang clearly sensed that his own strength was far inferior to this woman's!

  At this moment, a cyan light suddenly flew out from the Qiankun bag at Ye Yang's waist. It was Qin Fang who had condensed into human form, wearing a cyan robe, with his palms slightly open and starlight flowing rapidly between his fingers. The whole person's aura was strong and shocking, not weaker than the magic woman!

  "What... what kind of power is this?" Ye Yang was shocked beyond measure.

  Qin Fang's voice came: "Zi Yu, this is the power of a Starry Sky Realm warrior, a level higher than that of the Earthly Realm!"

  Heaven!

  Ye Yang's mind was a bit confused, was there still a boundary above the earthly boundary?

  It seems that Qin Fang had grasped Ye Yang's idea, and he continued: "That's right, the Earth Boundary is derived from the power of the earth, and after breaking through to the 9th level of the Earth Boundary, one can enter the Starry Sky Boundary. Not only can they borrow the power of the earth, but also mobilize the power of the starry sky, and their strength will be on a completely different level!"

  Ye Yang had already sensed that Peng Feng was a Ninth-Grade Grandmaster, giving him an extremely oppressive feeling. However, the powers of Qin Fang and Mo Nu in front of him made it almost hard for him to breathe, the pressure from their powers was simply terrifying!

  ……

  Looking at Qin Fang who suddenly flew out in front of her, the witch seemed unmoved. She raised an eyebrow and opened her red lips to say: "Where did this lonely ghost come from? Daring to block Miss's path, do you want to die?"

  Qin Fang stared at the witch and sneered: "Little girl, if I'm not mistaken, you're cultivating... soul techniques, right?"

  "Wow, you're a connoisseur!"

  The witch suddenly laughed, her laughter somewhat ferocious yet elegant and refined. With one arm raised, countless crimson lights gathered into a long spear of light that she pointed at Qin Fang, saying: "No matter who you are, immediately get out of the way for this lady, otherwise I'll let you accompany that little brat to his grave!"

  Qin Fang's expression was calm and composed as he said lightly, "Why did you want to kill this kid?"

  "He killed my little fire, shouldn't he die?"

  "Little fire?!"

  "That's right, Little Xiaoding under the Fire God Altar!"

  Ye Yang was shocked, pointing at the woman and said: "Which fire python are you talking about?"

  "Haha, admit it? Then accept your death!"

  The witch stirred up energy, and Ye Yang could clearly feel the vastness of that energy. Even if his own aura wall was strengthened tenfold or even a hundredfold or a thousandfold, it would still be absolutely unable to withstand it!

  Qin Fang remained still for a moment, then suddenly let out a loud shout. His palms opened wide, and countless starry powers converged together. In an instant, he conjured up a wheel of Eight Trigrams light shield. He looked at the demoness with a cold smile and said: "Little girl, when I, this old man, entered the Starry Sky realm, you didn't even know where you were. Come on, let me tell you what the true Starry Sky realm is like!"

  The witch flew into a rage, dancing her long spear and thrusting it forward fiercely!

  "Ah!"

  Qin Fang moved the Qian Kun shield forward with a calm and collected expression, while his right palm flashed out silently, instantly producing a golden rope.

  "Boom!"

  The light spear collided with the Qian Kun shield, and in an instant, it was as if a huge explosion had occurred. The icy power of the starry sky surged outwards, uprooting even the hundred-year-old trees, sending sand and rocks flying everywhere. The entire small forest was almost flattened in an instant. Stars twinkled in the sky, replenishing the strength of the two.

  Ye Yang's body was behind Qin Fang, under the protection of the Qian Kun shield, but he was still shaken by the vast power, his body and soul were shocked, a severe pain in his head, that was a sign of damage to his soul!

  However, there was no great harm done, and thanks to Qin Fang's transmission of the Hundred Refining Realm, Ye Yang's soul power had been constantly tempered, otherwise this shock would have been enough to make his soul fly away.

  "Cheers!"

  Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary slackness, Qin Fang's left hand flew up and threw out a golden rope, which broke through the air and tied the magic woman up tightly in an instant.

  The witch was furious, struggling desperately, her skirt and sleeves flying around her, the whole person seemed to have gone mad, but she couldn't break free. Her curvaceous body was tied up by the rope, which highlighted her perfect figure even more. She was enraged, shouting loudly: "Old man, what kind of thing are you? How can you know the ancient magic spell of binding the immortal with the heavenly rope?"

  Qin Fang smiled faintly: "Just kidding, this move was originally created by my old man!"

  "Hmph, what a big mouth!"

  The witch's face turned cold, and she suddenly bit her red lips, with blood dripping down, "patter" splashing into the snowy valley of her chest, and at the same time, her power surged several times!

  "Boom!"

  A loud explosion, and the golden rope was transformed into countless energy fragments, just like that, it was destroyed!

  However, the witch had not yet reacted when Qin Fang suddenly shot over and heavily slapped her chest!

  "Pffft!"

  Groaning, she fell and flew out, the witch was seriously injured.

  Ye Yang was overjoyed: "Grandpa Qin Fang, you're too awesome!"

  Unfortunately, Qin Fang shook his head and smiled wryly. His originally radiant face suddenly became withered and worn out. He said in a low voice, "Ye Yang, this woman is too formidable. My soul's power has been depleted by more than half, I can no longer help you. You'd better escape quickly..."

  As he spoke, Qin turned into a white light and flew into the Divine Dragon Cauldron, and just like that, he left.

  "Huh?"

  Ye Yang was on the verge of going crazy, Qin Fang had just disappeared, leaving Ye Yang to deal with that demoness alone. The gap between them was simply too great, Ye Yang couldn't even defeat a sixth-level cultivator of the Earthly Realm, let alone a demoness at the Starry Sky Realm level, which was an entirely different realm altogether!

  Without hesitation, he strode forward, his feet seeming to create wind as he glanced around at everything in sight. The dense forest had vanished, and the foot of Qingfeng Mountain had transformed into a desolate expanse. The strength of the Starry Sky cultivators was simply astonishing!

  He ran wildly for about three minutes and also walked out a few kilometers.

  Ye Yang, however, felt his heart racing violently, and when he turned around, he was suddenly frightened out of his wits. Unbeknownst to him, a beautiful figure had been flying in the air behind him, staring at him coldly with a hint of a sneer on her lips. Who else could it be but that sorceress?

  "You little scamp, you can't run away this time, can you?"

  The witch suddenly stretched out her five fingers and grasped Ye Yang's arm, lightly laughing: "You killed my Xiao Huo, so you'll come back with me!"

  "What?!"

  Ye Yang was shocked and threw a punch that heavily struck the witch's neck.

  "Hmph..."

  A spark of fire scattered, like a moth flying into flames, the strength of the fifth level of the earth was fundamentally unable to cause any harm to the witch!

  "Hmph, don't even think about struggling!"

  The witch opened her arms wide, tightly embracing Ye Yang in her bosom. Then with a sharp whistle, she rose and fell several times, the surrounding scenery rapidly retreating behind them. In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the foot of Liang City.

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