Chapter 857

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First, I need to stabilize my external and internal injuries. As for the damage to my cultivation foundation, I’ll find a way to deal with it later!

Seeing Ye Wushuang swallowing pills like candy, Yun Xingjian felt a chill in his heart. This young man was risking his life today! But come to think of it, in the current situation, if he didn’t risk his life, would there be any way out?

Now, the surrounding Heavenly Gang cultivators from the Tianji Mansion and the Shengdan Sect dared not take a single step forward. Even if Ye Wushuang was truly exhausted, no one dared to attack him. It was just too terrifying!

Rumble…

The battle above the dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder, was even more frightening.

At this moment, a patch of dark clouds was shattered, and then everyone saw a figure falling from the sky and landing on the ground.

“Die!”

A roar of fury echoed from above. The terrifying Myriad Methods power, rolling like waves, struck the falling figure.

Boom, boom, boom… The sounds of explosions kept ringing out.

When the figure that was struck fell to the ground,

Thud!!!

The heavy and explosive sound echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the entire Qingtian City trembled at that moment.

Then, another figure slowly descended.

“Yun Zhe…”

Ye Wushuang exhaled as he watched the figure walk out. Ye Yunzhe landed, his white robe also stained with blood. He had originally recovered to the seventh level of the Myriad Methods, but he was seriously injured in the battle with the old ancestor of the Liu clan. The spiritual pill he swallowed yesterday, given to him by Ye Wushuang, had not completely healed him. Therefore, his battle with Hall Master Yao Yunzhi, who was also at the seventh level of the Myriad Methods, was a hard-fought one. Anyone who could serve as a hall master of the Tianji Mansion was undoubtedly a top-tier cultivator.

Fortunately,

he won!

Ye Yunzhe walked over, carrying the corpse of Yao Yunzhi. Seeing Ye Wushuang covered in blood and scars, Ye Yunzhe couldn’t find any words to say.

“Are… are you okay?”

After a long while, Ye Yunzhe managed to squeeze out a sentence.

“I won’t die.”

Ye Wushuang patted Ye Yunzhe and smiled, “You’ve got some skills, kid.”

Yun Xingjian, who saw this scene, had a strange expression on his face. It felt like… the two of them didn’t seem like an ancestor and a descendant, but more like… brothers!

Ye Yunzhe looked at Ye Wushuang, his face full of concern, and then said, “You rest for a while, and I’ll take over from here!”

“Okay…”

Without any more words, Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged on the ground. Yun Xingjian guarded beside him.

At this moment, Ye Yunzhe’s figure flickered as he rushed into the sky.

In just the time it took to brew a cup of tea,

two figures fell from the sky, spitting blood, and crashed to the ground.

They were the Elder Qu and Elder Gongsun from the Shengdan Sect. The two, at the fourth level of the Myriad Methods, had been fighting with the old emperor of Qingtianwen, who was at the fifth level of the Myriad Methods. The two elders couldn’t do anything to him.

But when Ye Yunzhe joined the battle, the two fourth-level elders immediately collapsed.

“Come over here!”

Ye Yunzhe grabbed one with each hand, treating the two elders of the Shengdan Sect like chicks.

Elder Qu’s long hair was pulled out in large clumps, his scalp bleeding, and his legs were a mess of flesh and broken bones.

At this moment, Qingtianwen also walked over, his face pale.

Although it was five against four, these two elders were indeed formidable.

If it weren’t for Ye Yunzhe’s intervention, Qingtianwen felt he might have lost.

“Third Master Ye is still as sharp as ever! I admire you, sir,” Qingtianwen said with a smile,拱手作揖.

Ye Yunzhe ignored Qingtianwen and directly disabled the limbs of Elders Qu and Gongsun, throwing them in front of Ye Wushuang.

The two great figures of the Myriad Methods were now filled with horror and fear.

“Wu Yong and Qi Zhe, those two good-for-nothings…”

Elder Qu cursed, “They couldn’t even kill you, good-for-nothings, ah…”

Eighteen cultivators from the two sects, at the first, second, and third levels of the Myriad Methods, couldn’t kill a seventh-level Heavenly Gang cultivator, Ye Wushuang.

Moreover… Gong Chengze was also killed!

Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and looked at the two, indifferently saying, “It’s not that they are too weak, but that I am too strong!”

Elders Qu and Gongsun were left speechless.

“One day, I will hold my sword and march to the Shengdan Sect and the Tianji Mansion. What happened to the Ye clan five hundred years ago will be replayed in the Tianji Mansion and the Shengdan Sect!”

Ye Wushuang’s cold words echoed.

Elder Gongsun sneered, “I admit I lost to you, but Ye Wushuang, do you really think you still have a way out?”