Chapter 1775
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At this moment, Ye Wushuang finished gnawing on a piece of roasted meat, shook off the grease from his hands, and said calmly, “Prince Huang Yu and I share a bit of a bond. Could you two spare him for my sake？”
”Spare him？”
Upon hearing this, Shu Dun laughed angrily： “What makes you think your face is that big？”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang stood up and couldn’t help but laugh： “I also think my face isn’t that big！”
”However, Huang Yu—I’m determined to save him. You can’t kill him today.”
Shu Dun said coldly： “Kid, this is a matter of our Tianhuang Continent. As a martial artist from the Tianyuan Continent, you’d better not meddle, or you’ll bring great trouble to your family and sect behind you！”
”Trouble？”
Ye Wushuang looked at Shu Dun and couldn’t help but laugh： “But your Shu Family has already brought me trouble！”
”Huh？” Shu Dun raised an eyebrow, staring at Ye Wushuang in confusion.
”Who the hell are you？”
Shu Dun said sternly： “Tianyuan Continent… Are you from the Holy Heaven Sect？”
Ye Wushuang clenched his fists, spiritual energy rising as he looked at Shu Dun and smiled： “Your Shu Family once sent a Saint Heaven Realm expert to kill me—didn’t you know？”
”You’re Ye Wushuang！”
Shu Mei Yu, standing beside Shu Dun, said coldly with a frosty voice.
Holy Heaven Sect’s Ye Wushuang！
Yin Shenghao, Su Chenyang, and Si Luoyi—the trio returned to the Central Lands, while the Holy Heaven Sect occupied the Lingxu Lands and established itself in the Central Lands.
Over the past year or two, many events in the Tianyuan Continent have been closely linked to this Ye Wushuang.
Yet no one expected to run into him here.
”Good good！”
Shu Meiyu looked at Ye Wushuang and sneered, “If it weren’t for Lord Fengtian and Lord Shuiyun taking action, you’d have been dead long ago if not for Yin Shenghao.”
”Now that we’ve met you here today… it’s time for you to die.”
As Shu Meiyu’s voice fell, she stared at Ye Wushuang, the killing intent in her eyes undisguised.
”Elder Zhou… could you look after Huang Yu for a bit？”
Zhou Yuan chuckled at this moment, “That’s no big problem at all.”
As he spoke, Zhou Yuan raised his hand, and the Tianyuan Sacred Cauldron rose, transforming into a three-zhang-tall vessel that inverted and floated above him and Huang Yu, casting beams of cyan light that enveloped their bodies.
”Done！”
Zhou Yuan said with a laugh, “This old man promised not to hold you back, and I keep my word.”
Ye Wushuang nodded slowly.
Huang Yu, however, looked nervous and said, “Young Master Ye, Shu Dun is at the early stage of the Stellar Transformation Realm and hard to deal with, and Shu Meiyu is even at the late stage of the Stellar Transformation Realm. You…”
Zhou Yuan patted Huang Yu’s shoulder and chuckled, “Kid, you still don’t understand Young Master Ye well enough！”
At the same time, Shu Meiyu and Shu Dun were also full of confusion.
They had initially thought that Ye Wushuang dared to confront them head-on here because of the white-haired old man by his side.
But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
Is Ye Wushuang planning to… take on their entire group alone？
Shu Dun was instantly enraged, pointing at Ye Wushuang and cursing, “You brat, you’re way too arrogant！”
Shu Meiyu, however, pulled Shu Dun back, shaking her head and saying, “He’s no fool—he wouldn’t throw his life away. Let me handle this.”
”No need！”
Shu Dun said bitterly, “He hasn’t reached the Star-Plucking Realm yet. If I, at my early-stage cultivation, can’t kill him, I might as well just die.”
Seeing Shu Dun’s determination, Shu Meiyu said sternly, “Fine, fight him once to test his skills. If you’re outmatched, don’t stubbornly cling to pride.”
”Got it！”
Shu Dun clenched his fists, and a pair of gloves materialized over his hands.
The gloves seemed woven from tightly interlaced golden threads, shimmering with a faint golden glow.
”Gloves crafted from the silk of Golden Moon Silkworms—those silkworms are eighth-tier spirit beasts. These gloves are quite nice！” Ye Wushuang remarked indifferently.
”At least you’ve got some taste,” Shu Dun sneered. “These Celestial Pivot Gloves are genuine Emperor-grade spirit artifacts. Paired with the palm and fist techniques from my Shu Clan’s ‘Sky-Overturning Art,’ killing you will be more than enough.”
”Oh really？”
Ye Wushuang replied coldly, “I think they”re decent—might as well take them for my own use.”
”Fool, prepare to die！”
Shu Dun’s figure flashed, instantly transforming into a fierce gust of wind, charging straight toward Ye Wushuang’s face.
Shu Meiyu, accompanied by four others, watched cautiously as Shu Dun and Ye Wushuang clashed.
If Shu Dun faced any danger, she would immediately step in to assist.
Meanwhile, several other Shu family warriors approached Zhou Yuan and Huang Yu, launching fierce attacks in an attempt to breach the defense of the Heavenly Abyss Sacred Cauldron.
Zhou Yuan chuckled as he watched the four peak-level Nirvana Realm experts assault the light barrier, waving his hand dismissively. “Save your energy. You won’t break through. Better focus on watching your young master duel with Brother Ye, lest he gets killed by a careless mistake.”
One of the Shu family warriors snorted, “Old fool, do you think you can hide in this turtle shell forever？”
Zhou Yuan laughed heartily, “Of course not. Besides, I don”t need to hide forever—just long enough for Brother Ye to finish you all off.”
Hearing this, the Shu family warrior’s eyes filled with a sinister grin.
Finish us all off？
This old man must be senile.
Not to mention Shu Dun’s early-stage Star Transformation Realm and Shu Meiyu’s late-stage Star Transformation Realm—both renowned in the Shu family—what could a mere Ye Wushuang possibly do？
Boom…
Amidst the mountain forest.
Ye Wushuang clashed with Shu Dun, with Ye Wushuang relying on the Seven Revolutions Sacred Body Technique as his foundation, continuously unleashing the power of the Seven Sacred Fist, Seven Sacred Palm, and Seven Sacred Finger.
Yet, against Shu Dun’s early-stage Star-Plucking Realm attacks, Ye Wushuang’s offensive seemed barely sufficient for self-defense, appearing quite disheveled.
On the contrary, Shu Dun’s assaults grew increasingly ferocious with each step.
Huang Yu, watching from within the light barrier, anxiously exclaimed, “Elder Zhou, it’s no use. This Shu Dun has mastered the Shu family’s Heaven-Overturning Art. The Heaven-Overturning Palm and Heaven-Overturning Fist recorded within are both exquisitely profound. Young Master Ye is no match…”
In such a short time, Ye Wushuang was already being overwhelmed.
Hearing this, Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “Look at you, worrying over nothing. Brother Ye isn’t that weak, is he?”
Meanwhile,
Shu Meiyu, observing the battle and poised to intervene at any moment, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This Ye Wushuang, at the seventh tribulation of the Deluded Self Realm, was ultimately far inferior to Shu Dun’s early-stage Star-Plucking Realm.
If they could kill Ye Wushuang here, it would indeed be a grand gift to the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
”Sister Meiyu, that old geezer over there has an extraordinary spiritual cauldron atop his head… The attacks from our four Deluded Self Realm experts couldn’t even scratch it.”
Shu Meiyu raised her eyebrows and looked over, then observed the battle between Shu Dun and Ye Wushuang. Shu Dun had completely gained the upper hand, so she immediately said, “Let’s take a look.”
Shu Meiyu stepped forward.
At this moment, Shu Dun threw punch after punch, striking at Ye Wushuang from a distance, his face cold as he sneered, “Is this all you’ve got？ Huh？ With such amateurish skills, how dare you boast so shamelessly…”
Mid-sentence, Shu Dun’s expression suddenly turned grim.
