Ruthless Strike, Traitors Must Die!

Though this moment was brief, it surpassed ten thousand meetings in the mortal realm.
Ye Fan's mind was still in a daze. Just as he regained his composure, the woman before him had changed into another set of clothes, returning to that weak-looking man.
That heart-stopping moment just now still left Ye Fan somewhat lingering.
After all, Ye Fan was not a real eunuch.
At this time, somehow, after changing into male attire, the wound on her shoulder seemed to have been brought under control.
He saw her quickly take out a new rope, tying the two of them together, showing no sign of leaving.
Half a day later, noises seemed to echo outside the warehouse.

"Where is everyone... where did they go..."

"Crash."

The warehouse door was kicked open. Seeing the two tied up in place, they began to search elsewhere.

...

Ye Fan "opened" his eyes.

"What happened?"

...

"Cough, cough, cough."

The woman only pretended to cough, turning her face away... unwilling to pay attention to Ye Fan.

...

"Ah."

Ye Fan pretended to know nothing, but in his heart, he was calculating where to sign in tomorrow.
Sure enough.
Before the evening of the second day, the old trick was repeated.
Ye Fan was ambushed again and "passed out".
However, he was very curious about what the other party wanted to do. Thus, taking advantage of her departure, he quietly followed.
Late at night.
Inside the Kongdong Sect, the lights were still brightly lit. He saw the woman disguised as a man wind around several times before entering a certain courtyard.
Ye Fan observed for a moment; the woman was standing before a burly middle-aged man.
The man was middle-aged, with thinning hair, a shiny forehead, and a slightly protruding lower abdomen that blocked the view of his toes.
This person wore the attire of the Kongdong Sect, likely possessing a certain status and position.
Ye Fan took a look.

"Sixth-grade Xiantian, middle-aged, though with no room for advancement, he is probably a core figure in the Kongdong Sect..."

While the two were talking, Ye Fan began to sign in.

"Ding, detected that the master is at a new location, Kongdong Sect's Bai Hu Courtyard. Do you choose to sign in?"

"Confirm sign-in!"

"Ding, congratulations on receiving a damaged Huo Jian Qiang."

The Huo Jian Qiang, famous on the ancient battlefield, was the strongest weapon of the Third Prince of the vanguard. Born close to fire laws, its power was immense... Unfortunately, it was now unspeakably damaged, unable to exert even one-ten-thousandth of its former power.

...

"Hmm."

Another divine weapon with a significant background.
But... Ye Fan felt like he was collecting scrap metal?
However, looking at the mottled ancient weapon in his hand, Ye Fan held it, and a red light flashed.
Fortunately, it was at least usable.
Ye Fan stored it in his inventory.

...

Suddenly, several more men in black appeared in the courtyard.
He heard the middle-aged man suddenly bow deeply, his words very apologetic, yet a smile lingered on his face...

"Eldest Miss, I am sorry."

"Go!"

...

Trapped in the encirclement, the woman looked weak, but her voice did not tremble at all; on the contrary, it was ice-cold.

"Uncle Da Fu, do you wish to betray the Bai Huo Sect?"

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"I owe nothing to the Bai Huo Sect, do not speak of betrayal! But Eldest Miss, your arrival here puts me in great danger. News of your appearance at the Kongdong Sect has been leaked... With your current realm, you will definitely be captured, dragging me down with you..."

"Therefore... I am sorry!"

Although the woman resisted with all her might, with her third-grade Houtian strength, she clearly could not escape the encirclement of a group of first-grade Houtian experts.
These people were all dead soldiers reared by the middle-aged man for many years, obeying only his orders.
Ye Fan shook his head—another sheltered young lady.
Just as Ye Fan turned to return to the warehouse.

"Whoosh!"

An eerie flame appeared out of thin air, undetected even by Ye Fan.
A familiar face stepped out from the darkness, without a sound.

"It's him!?"

A cold face, a kingly temperament carrying a trace of confidence that held everything, the corners of his mouth curled up, clearly mocking the foolishness of the world.
This person was the red-robed man pushed out of the Bagua Furnace by Ye Fan, but... the situation was very strange.

"Mid-stage Deity Transformation?"

The opponent's realm was actually something Ye Fan could not see through now.

"It doesn't look like the Nascent Soul stage either."

...

"Ling Tong Zi!"

Shrouding the man was a bizarre mist, concealing his realm.
It was better not to look, but one glance left him startled.
This person's realm was actually like Ye Fan's, having entered the Hedao realm!
Was this still the man trapped in the Bagua Furnace?
Ye Fan was somewhat incredulous.
However... the opponent did not detect Ye Fan either.

...

The man glanced over everyone present, his tone very calm, even indifferent...

"Traitors must die!"

The man's words plunged everyone in the courtyard into an abyss, and even the captured woman felt a chill in her heart.
He saw.

"Whoosh!"

A blazing pillar of fire appeared out of thin air. Even the middle-aged man at the sixth-grade Xiantian realm could not react before being devoured by the flames, ultimately leaving behind only a few black marks.
Except for the woman, everyone was dead!
In the courtyard, the atmosphere was extremely freezing.
The woman took another step forward:

"Father... where have you... been this past year?"

The daughter of Yang Xiao, known as the Goddess of Wisdom, Yang Yuhuan, had quietly infiltrated the Great Gan Kingdom. Only today had she contacted the Bai Huo Sect's mole in the Kongdong Sect, intending to find news about her father.
Unfortunately.
Her father, Yang Xiao, seemed to be in a strange state.

"Hmph, is my business any of your concern?"

Facing the daughter he usually loved most, Yang Xiao had also become cold.

"..."

Yang Yuhuan was momentarily stunned in place, at a loss...
The imagined scene did not appear, and her father's coldness was highly abnormal... Her father possessed formidable strength; even when facing several old monsters of the Kongdong Sect, he would not fall into a disadvantage.
How could he have been captured and brought to the Kongdong Sect?
Now that the Bai Huo Sect was in internal turmoil, her father remained indifferent to it... The Left Envoy Yang who was once wholeheartedly devoted to the Bai Huo Sect was no more.
Yang Yuhuan did not know whether to be happy or sad, her heart feeling empty.

"Father has changed!"

In an instant, her father vanished into the night. Yang Yuhuan stood in place, in no hurry to leave, realizing she seemed to have nowhere to go.

...

"I must return."

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On the third day, Yang Yuhuan did not ambush Ye Fan either...
However, as night fell, the Kongdong Sect became very lively. It seemed someone had barged into the sect, injuring experts, and all disciples, big and small, were on high alert.
Ye Fan instinctively thought of the Bai Huo Sect man whose strength had skyrocketed.
Could it be him?
Both having fallen from the sky, how did the opponent's strength suddenly reach the Hedao stage?
Could the opponent also have a system?

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