Whoosh!

A sharp sword aura shot straight towards Yoshida Moriichi’s forehead.

Yoshida Moriichi didn’t dare to confront it head-on, tapped his toes, and swiftly retreated ten metres, simultaneously ordering his ninjas, “Go, kill him.”

Upon hearing their master’s command, dozens of ninjas instantly surrounded Ye Qiu.

These ninjas were highly skilled, with over a dozen being elite special ninjas. Not only were they well-coordinated, but they were also masters of assassination, launching a storm of relentless attacks on Ye Qiu.

One special ninja, seizing a chance during the group assault, found an opening for a sneak attack and swiftly slashed at Ye Qiu’s head.

“Die, hahaha…”

The ninja laughed.

However, the next second, he sensed something was off, because he saw Ye Qiu smiling at him.

His head was struck by my blade, so how could he still be smiling?

Is this guy an idiot?

The ninja glanced at his blade, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Only then did he realise the blade hadn’t split Ye Qiu’s head.

How could this be?

As the ninja stood puzzled, Ye Qiu’s voice rang out, “What’s your name?”

Stunned by the shock, the ninja forgot the man before him was an enemy and blurted out, “Kameda Saburo.”

“Saburo, eh? I’ll give you one more chance. Try slashing me again,” Ye Qiu said with a smile.

Kameda Saburo snapped back to reality, retreated a few steps, leapt high, and slashed at Ye Qiu’s head again.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

The blade chipped in several places, yet it still didn’t split Ye Qiu’s head.

“Didn’t you eat? So weak,” Ye Qiu asked, grinning.

Kameda Saburo stared at Ye Qiu in horror, “Are you human or a ghost?”

The other ninjas, witnessing this, also stopped, finding it unbelievable.

How could a man’s head be so tough?

It defied human logic.

Utterly unscientific!

At that moment, Ye Qiu struck, smashing a fist into Kameda Saburo’s head.

Splat!

Kameda Saburo’s head exploded.

Ye Qiu darted forward, attacking the stunned ninjas.

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

Bang, bang, bang,

The ninjas fell one by one into pools of blood. In less than ten minutes, they were all dead.

Then, Ye Qiu turned his gaze to Yoshida Moriichi.

Yoshida Moriichi instinctively stepped back, unable to believe that so many of his men hadn’t even scratched Ye Qiu.

Akiyama Nange and Qianshan Xue were equally shocked.

They reckoned that even together, they could take down these ninjas, but it would come at a heavy cost, likely severe injuries if not death.

Yet Ye Qiu looked relaxed, as if killing so many was as easy as slicing a watermelon.

“Now it’s just you. Make your move!”

Ye Qiu beckoned to Yoshida Moriichi, smiling brightly.

Yoshida Moriichi’s face darkened, his eyes fixed on Ye Qiu, but he didn’t move.

“What’s wrong? Still not moving? Your brother died by my hand, your son too. Won’t you avenge them?”

Ye Qiu said with a smile, “Come on, your enemy’s right here. If you don’t act, you’ll lose your chance.”

Yoshida Moriichi still stood motionless.

“Damn it, I told you to move, why aren’t you? Coward!” Ye Qiu cursed.

Coward?

He called me a coward?

Outrageous!

“Aargh…”

Yoshida Moriichi roared skyward in fury, shouting, “The vengeance for my son’s death is irreconcilable. I’ll kill you to avenge him.”

“Stop yapping and move!” Ye Qiu urged.

Yoshida Moriichi didn’t rush to act. Instead, he drew a dagger, bit it in his mouth, shook his feet, and discarded his wooden clogs.

Then, he tore his shirt apart, revealing a mass of flabby flesh.

Ye Qiu felt nauseated and said, “What are you doing? I told you to fight, not strip.”

“And no eight-pack abs? Who’re you stripping for?”

“Disgusting!”

Yoshida Moriichi ignored him, tearing his shirt into strips and tying one around his forehead.

His appearance resembled those colonels in war dramas who died by seppuku.

“Is he going to fight me to the death?”

Just as Ye Qiu thought this, he suddenly saw a chilling killing intent emanate from Yoshida Moriichi.

“Kid, dare to fight me?” Yoshida Moriichi bellowed.

Ye Qiu cursed impatiently, “Why so much nonsense? If you don’t move, I’ll send you to the underworld.”

Yoshida Moriichi drew his samurai sword, gripping the hilt with both hands, gazing at the blade with reverence, “This battle is for the honour of the Yoshida family.”

“The dignity of the Yoshida family will not be trampled by an outsider.”

“Yoshida Hawk, Yoshida Chuuni, your spirits in heaven must bless me.”

“Kill!”

With a fierce shout, Yoshida Moriichi charged at Ye Qiu like a wild horse, samurai sword in hand.

It was clear this time Yoshida Moriichi was going all out, unleashing the full strength of a master.

His figure flashed like lightning, and as he reached Ye Qiu, his sword slashed down rapidly.

Swish, swish, swish!

In one second, Yoshida Moriichi slashed seven times.

Smartly, he avoided direct confrontation with Ye Qiu. After the seven slashes, he darted behind Ye Qiu, slashing another seven times in a second.

At the same time, Yoshida Moriichi pushed his speed to the limit, creating afterimages around Ye Qiu.

Qianshan Xue recognised Yoshida Moriichi’s technique and was about to warn Ye Qiu, but Akiyama Nange spoke first.

“This is the Yoshida family’s secret Seven-Slash Technique, renowned for its speed. Ye Qiu, be careful.”

Qianshan Xue glanced at Akiyama Nange, noticing her eyes fixed on Ye Qiu, full of worry.

“This is the first time I’ve seen Master so nervous since meeting her.”

“Last time, Master said she’d go to China to kill Ye Qiu. Why’s she so worried about his safety now?”

“So strange!”

As Qianshan Xue pondered this, a loud crash rang out. She looked up to see Yoshida Moriichi sent flying by Ye Qiu’s punch.

Ye Qiu swiftly dashed forward, and as Yoshida Moriichi’s body hit the ground, he stomped on his chest.

Crack,

Splat!

His chest bones shattered.

Yoshida Moriichi spewed blood, his aura fading to its weakest. He stared at Ye Qiu in shock, “How, how did you break my Seven-Slash Technique?”

“No matter how fast your sword is, one punch shatters all. Yoshida Moriichi, die!” Ye Qiu raised his foot, aiming for Yoshida Moriichi’s throat.

Suddenly, a voice like muffled thunder roared:

“Stop!”

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“Stop!”

The voice boomed like muffled thunder, carrying an irresistible force of will that felt like it could rupture eardrums.

“Not good, the Martial God has arrived,” Akiyama Nange warned.

Qianshan Xue also said, “Ye Qiu, run.”

However, Ye Qiu didn’t flee. His descending foot didn’t pause either, gently pressing on Yoshida Moriichi’s throat, pinning him down.

“Lord Martial God, save me!” Yoshida Moriichi shouted.

Soon, a figure appeared on the courtyard wall.

It was an old man.

He looked about seventy or eighty, his thin face etched with crisscrossing wrinkles, showing his age.

Dressed in a loose kimono, a simple long sword hung at his waist. With hands behind his back, he stood on the wall, looking down at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu met his gaze and found the old man’s eyes like an endless abyss, instinctively stirring fear from deep within.

A supreme master!

Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “Are you the Great Eastern Martial God, Miyamoto Musashi?”

“Insolent! How dare you speak the Martial God’s name? Apologise to Lord Martial God at once!” Yoshida Moriichi barked.

Ye Qiu pressed his foot slightly harder, and instantly, Yoshida Moriichi struggled to breathe, his face flushing red.

“Speak again, and I’ll crush your throat.”

Ye Qiu coldly glanced at Yoshida Moriichi, then turned his gaze back to Miyamoto Musashi, asking, “Weren’t you in seclusion? Why are you here?”

Miyamoto Musashi said indifferently, “Release Yoshida.”

Ye Qiu countered, “And if I don’t?”

Miyamoto Musashi raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised that this young man dared speak to him in such a tone.

“Young man, don’t court disaster. Release Yoshida, and I’ll leave you an intact corpse.”

Though soft, Miyamoto Musashi’s voice carried thick killing intent.

Qianshan Xue and Akiyama Nange were tense, both fixated on Miyamoto Musashi.

They had decided that if Miyamoto Musashi attacked Ye Qiu, they would immediately aid him.

Even if they couldn’t win, they’d fight to the death.

To their surprise, Ye Qiu wasn’t intimidated by Miyamoto Musashi’s killing intent. Instead, he smiled and asked, “Leave me an intact corpse? From your tone, you came here to kill me?”

Miyamoto Musashi said, “Since its founding, Amaterasu Shrine has never seen bloodshed like today. From the moment you killed my men, you should’ve known you’d die too.”

Ye Qiu replied, “I didn’t intend to make an enemy of Amaterasu Shrine. It’s Yoshida Moriichi who insisted on crossing me. If he hadn’t provoked me, why would I have killed?”

“And…”

Miyamoto Musashi cut in, “No need to explain. I’m not here to reason with you, because in Great East, I am reason!”

“Release Yoshida now.”

“I’ll leave you an intact corpse!”

Ye Qiu said, “I can release Yoshida Moriichi, but I have one condition.”

Miyamoto Musashi asked, “What condition?”

“Let them leave.” Ye Qiu pointed at Akiyama Nange and Qianshan Xue.

Miyamoto Musashi knew Akiyama Nange and Qianshan Xue. He uttered one word, “Fine!”

He agreed so readily, could there be a trick?

Ye Qiu cautiously asked, “You’re the Great Eastern Martial God. You wouldn’t go back on your word, would you?”

Miyamoto Musashi snorted, “I always keep my word and follow through.”

“Since I’ve agreed to let them leave, I won’t trouble them further.”

“Akiyama Nange, take your disciple and go!”

Akiyama Nange gave a slight bow to Miyamoto Musashi and said, “Senior Martial God, could you spare Ye Qiu’s life?”

“Ye Qiu’s actions today were entirely because of us, master and disciple.”

“Yoshida Moriichi captured us and intended to kill me and Xue. Ye Qiu had no choice.”

“Please, show mercy…”

“What a fine ‘no choice’!” Miyamoto Musashi snorted, “Was killing Yoshida Chuuni also ‘no choice’?”

Akiyama Nange said, “Senior, you know well that over the years, Mizuki Sect and Amaterasu Shrine have had no enmity.”

“I respect you greatly.”

“But Yoshida Chuuni led a group of experts to China to kill me, which puzzles me. Was it your order or Yoshida Moriichi’s?”

“Ye Qiu killed Yoshida Chuuni to save me, out of necessity.”

“Senior, if you spare Ye Qiu’s life, whatever conditions you set, as long as Mizuki Sect can meet them, I’ll agree to all.”

“And…”

“Enough!” Miyamoto Musashi growled, “Akiyama Nange, don’t push your luck.”

“This boy has bathed Amaterasu Shrine in blood. I must kill him to settle the score.”

“I’ve given you a chance. If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for showing no mercy to you and your disciple.”

Ye Qiu hurriedly said, “Nange, take Xue and go.”

“I’m not leaving!” Akiyama Nange knew full well that if she left, Ye Qiu would surely die.

Of course, staying wouldn’t help much either. She couldn’t stop Miyamoto Musashi from killing Ye Qiu.

But Ye Qiu had fallen into this dire situation to save her and Qianshan Xue. If she left, her conscience would haunt her, especially since she harboured a faint, unusual affection for Ye Qiu.

Akiyama Nange made up her mind, she would die with Ye Qiu!

She walked to Qianshan Xue and whispered, “Xue, you see the situation. Senior Martial God has stepped in. Ye Qiu is doomed. Staying here will only add another corpse.”

“Listen to me, leave now.”

“For the sake of Mizuki Sect’s legacy, and to preserve Ye Qiu’s bloodline.”

Qianshan Xue, pale-faced, asked, “Master, what about you?”

“I’ll die with Ye Qiu,” Akiyama Nange said. “Ye Qiu came here to save us. A man from China, dying in a foreign land must feel lonely. I’ll stay with him so he’s not alone.”

Hearing this, tears streamed down Qianshan Xue’s beautiful face.

Unbeknownst to them, Ye Qiu was inwardly frantic, saying impatiently, “Xue, Nange, don’t worry about me. Go!”

Akiyama Nange walked to Ye Qiu’s side, saying earnestly, “I’m not leaving. I’ll die with you.”

Qianshan Xue also stepped forward, saying, “I’m not leaving either. If we die, we die together.”

You two foolish women, I don’t want to die.

Ye Qiu lowered his voice, “Staying here will only hold me back. Leave now, the farther the better.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t die.”

“Nange, didn’t you see my skills back in the secret chamber?”

Akiyama Nange suddenly recalled, “You mean Qimen…”

“Shh! That’s my trump card. Don’t say it out loud. Go now,” Ye Qiu urged.

“Master, what are you talking about?” Qianshan Xue, unaware, asked.

“I’ll explain later. Ye Qiu, be careful.” Akiyama Nange said, then pulled Qianshan Xue away from the Yoshida estate.

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As Qianshan Xue and Akiyama Nange left, Miyamoto Musashi said to Ye Qiu, “Now you can release Yoshida, right?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “No rush.”

“What do you mean? I’ve let Akiyama Nange and the others go. Are you going back on your word?” Miyamoto Musashi’s killing intent was palpable.

“You misunderstand. I have one more question for Yoshida Moriichi.”

Ye Qiu lifted his right foot slightly.

Immediately, Yoshida Moriichi gasped for air desperately.

“Yoshida Moriichi, tell me, what’s the deal with those super soldiers?” Ye Qiu asked.

Yoshida Moriichi said, “I don’t know.”

Slap!

Ye Qiu bent down and slapped Yoshida Moriichi across the face, cursing, “Super soldiers show up in your house, and you don’t know?”

“Don’t think I won’t touch you just because Miyamoto Musashi is here.”

“You’d better be honest.”

Yoshida Moriichi said, “I really don’t know…”

Slap!

Ye Qiu slapped him again, saying, “Don’t treat me like a three-year-old. I’m not that easy to fool. If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you. I’m dead anyway.”

Miyamoto Musashi said, “Yoshida, tell him what you know.”

“Lord Martial God, this is a secret…”

“What’s there to fear? Dead men keep secrets.”

Yoshida Moriichi paused.

Right, Ye Qiu’s about to die. Telling him shouldn’t matter.

Still cautious, Yoshida Moriichi asked Ye Qiu, “You’re about to die. Why do you want to know?”

“That’s none of your concern. Tell me, where did the super soldiers come from?” Ye Qiu asked.

Yoshida Moriichi stopped hiding, “They were a gift from a mysterious person.”

“I don’t know him, never seen his real face. We communicated online, and he always wore a black mask.”

“Oh, and he knows a lot about you.”

Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed, “Tell me more.”

Yoshida Moriichi said, “When Yoshida Chuuni died in China, I thought Akiyama Nange was the killer. The mysterious person told me it was you.”

“He also told me Qianshan Xue was pregnant.”

“And he said if I killed you, he’d give me five hundred million.”

Ye Qiu asked immediately, “Does this mysterious person have a grudge against me?”

“It’s clear he wants you dead. As for whether you have a grudge, I don’t know,” Yoshida Moriichi said. “That’s all I know. Let me go.”

Ye Qiu pondered for a moment, then asked, “Does this mysterious person have any distinct traits? Like, a mole on his neck?”

“No,” Yoshida Moriichi said. “He covered himself tightly. I don’t know what he looks like.”

Ye Qiu was skeptical, “You really don’t know?”

“I really don’t,” Yoshida Moriichi said. “You’re about to die. Why would I lie?”

Ye Qiu had asked all he needed.

He stood up, looked at Miyamoto Musashi, and asked, “You really want to kill me?”

“Release Yoshida, and I’ll send you on your way,” Miyamoto Musashi said. “You should feel honoured to die by my hand.”

“Honoured, my arse!” Ye Qiu cursed. “In the eyes of Great Easterners, you’re some lofty Martial God, but to me, you’re nothing.”

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from Miyamoto Musashi, his killing intent overwhelming.

He was the revered Great Eastern Martial God, never disrespected before, yet this kid dared curse him to his face. Unbearable.

“I’ll say it one last time, release Yoshida, and I’ll leave you an intact corpse,” Miyamoto Musashi said coldly.

“Fine, I’ll release him.” Ye Qiu suddenly stomped down.

Crack!

Yoshida Moriichi’s throat shattered instantly.

He died with his eyes wide open.

“You—” Miyamoto Musashi was shocked and furious. He hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to kill Yoshida Moriichi right in front of him.

Ye Qiu kicked Yoshida Moriichi’s body away, smiling, “Miyamoto Musashi, you’re getting senile.”

“You’re going to kill me, so why would I let Yoshida Moriichi go?”

“Even if I die, I’ll take someone down with me.”

Ye Qiu added, “I’ve killed so many today. Even if I die by your hand, I’ve come out ahead.”

Miyamoto Musashi’s face darkened to the extreme, glaring at Ye Qiu, “Today, I’ll tear you to pieces.”

Clang!

Miyamoto Musashi drew the ancient sword at his waist.

Instantly, a tangible killing intent spread from the blade, a thick stench of blood hitting like a wave, as if standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

This was a deadly weapon!

Ye Qiu went on full alert, ready for Miyamoto Musashi’s fatal strike.

Oddly, Miyamoto Musashi didn’t attack immediately. Instead, he flicked a finger against the blade.

Clang,

A sword hum rang out, like a dragon’s roar.

“Good sword!” Ye Qiu couldn’t help but exclaim.

He could tell the sword in Miyamoto Musashi’s hand was no less than his own Emperor Sword, Chixiao.

What a pity he hadn’t brought Chixiao, or he’d have loved to test whose sword was superior.

Miyamoto Musashi said, “This sword, Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, is three feet three inches long, one inch one-tenth wide, forged from overseas cold iron. It’s the sacred treasure of Amaterasu Shrine.”

“This sword has been passed down for one thousand one hundred years.”

“In those years, it has claimed three thousand nine hundred ninety-nine lives.”

“You will be the four-thousandth.”

“I haven’t drawn this sword in twenty years. For you to make me use it today, you should feel hon—”

Before Miyamoto Musashi could finish, Ye Qiu interrupted, “It’s just a lousy sword. What’s there to brag about?”

“I’m not interested in that.”

“I just want to see how great this so-called Great Eastern Martial God really is.”

Miyamoto Musashi glanced at Ye Qiu.

He was surprised.

Anyone else would’ve been terrified at the sight of his drawn sword, but Ye Qiu showed no fear, only what seemed like excitement.

What was he excited about?

Miyamoto Musashi couldn’t figure it out and didn’t care to. In his eyes, Ye Qiu was as good as dead.

Still, Miyamoto Musashi didn’t act, saying to Ye Qiu, “I must say, for someone so young to kill Yoshida and so many ninjas, your skills are impressive.”

“You’re likely the most outstanding of China’s younger generation.”

“But unfortunately, you’ve met me, and your fate is sealed.”

“If you have any last words, speak them now, and I…”

“Aren’t you tired of talking?” Ye Qiu cut him off again, cursing, “The great Eastern Martial God, acting like a nagging woman, so annoying.”

“You won’t make a move, huh?”

“Then I will.”

Ye Qiu threw a punch.

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Seeing Ye Qiu throw a punch at him, Miyamoto Musashi sneered with contempt, “A speck of dust dares to rival the sun and moon? Seeking death.”

Clang!

He slashed with his sword.

Ye Qiu, prepared, dodged the blade and aimed his fist at Miyamoto Musashi’s ribs.

The punch was lightning-fast, nearly hitting its mark, but Miyamoto Musashi flicked his wrist, positioning the sword to block Ye Qiu’s fist.

Clang!

Ye Qiu’s fist struck the blade,ascended, producing a loud clang.

The sword showed no damage, not even a bend.

Ye Qiu was surprised.

His punch carried at least a thousand pounds of force, yet Miyamoto Musashi’s sword, Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, remained unscathed, proving its extraordinary nature.

“Kid, draw your weapon. If you only use your fists, you’ll die quickly,” Miyamoto Musashi said, his sword descending like lightning from the sky, aimed at Ye Qiu’s head.

Instantly, Ye Qiu was enveloped by a powerful sword aura, the scent of death in the air.

Not daring to meet it head-on, Ye Qiu dodged, circling behind Miyamoto Musashi and striking at his back.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Miyamoto Musashi swung his sword backward without turning, carrying boundless killing intent.

Ye Qiu retracted his fist, retreated a few steps, and landed on the other end of the courtyard wall, grinning at Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi said, “I must say, you’ve got some nerve. Facing death, you can still smile.”

Ye Qiu mocked, “Miyamoto Musashi, you must be lonely after years in seclusion. Why else would you keep blabbering like a chatterbox?”

Hmph!

Miyamoto Musashi snorted, his killing intent intensifying, “Kid, you know you’re no match for me.”

“If I go all out, you won’t survive a single strike.”

“I’ll give you a chance, take your own life!”

Ye Qiu knew Miyamoto Musashi wasn’t boasting. As the third-ranked master on the God List, if he unleashed his full power, Ye Qiu would indeed have no chance and would die miserably.

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, “I value my life. No matter the situation, I’d never take my own life.”

“To me, suicide is something only fools do.”

“By the way, Miyamoto Musashi, I suggest you take your own life. Otherwise, a generation’s Martial God might end up with no grave.”

Miyamoto Musashi hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to dare say such things at this moment. He laughed loudly, “Hahaha…”

“In all my life, this is the first time someone’s urged me to kill myself.”

“Kid, do you even know who you’re talking to?”

Ye Qiu sighed, “I really don’t get it. Why are you so-called supreme masters always so arrogant?”

“Let me tell you, before you, many masters tried to kill me. I’m still alive, but they died horribly.”

“Miyamoto Musashi, take my advice and kill yourself.”

“You’re old. Suicide is the most dignified way to go. Otherwise, your bones might not even remain.”

Miyamoto Musashi was thoroughly enraged, “You dare threaten me? You’re courting death.”

Ye Qiu shook his head, saying earnestly, “I’m not threatening you. I’m looking out for you.”

Looking out for me?

Could you be any more shameless?

Looking out for me by telling me to kill myself? What kind of nonsense logic is that?

“Kid, since you’re so stubborn, die!”

Miyamoto Musashi attacked.

This time, he not only wielded the deadly Amaterasu Flowing Cloud but also took the initiative to strike at Ye Qiu.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu’s vision blurred.

The next second, Miyamoto Musashi appeared before him.

They were barely a metre apart.

Then, Ye Qiu felt a sharp pain at his throat, as if someone were scraping his skin with glass.

At the same time, a thick stench of blood filled his nostrils.

Ye Qiu looked down to see Amaterasu Flowing Cloud just two centimetres from his throat.

In an instant, Ye Qiu was drenched in cold sweat.

With no time to think, he retreated rapidly, trying to escape the blade.

But he underestimated Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi pressed forward, and no matter how fast Ye Qiu retreated, the sword’s edge remained two centimetres from his throat.

In a flash, they moved from one end of the courtyard wall to the other.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu leaned back, flipped over, and fell off the wall.

Just before hitting the ground, he slapped the earth, spun half a circle in mid-air, kicked off the wall with both feet, and shot out like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu vanished.

“Think you can escape from me? Naive!” Miyamoto Musashi stood on the wall, a cold smirk on his lips, then stepped forward, appearing over twenty metres away in an instant.

Five minutes later.

Fleeing, Ye Qiu noticed no sounds of pursuit, feeling puzzled.

Miyamoto Musashi didn’t follow?

Did he have a change of heart and decide not to kill me?

Ye Qiu found these thoughts laughable. He’d killed so many at Amaterasu Shrine and slain Yoshida Moriichi in front of Miyamoto Musashi. How could he let him go?

If he wants to kill me, why isn’t he chasing?

Perplexed, Ye Qiu glanced back, seeing no sign of Miyamoto Musashi.

Strange, what’s that old man up to?

Something felt off.

Ye Qiu stopped.

At that moment, he caught a thick scent of blood and was startled.

“This is Amaterasu Flowing Cloud’s aura. Miyamoto Musashi is here.”

Ye Qiu prepared to flee, but as he turned, a sword’s edge pressed against his throat.

In an instant, Ye Qiu was so terrified he nearly lost his soul.

Fortunately, Miyamoto Musashi didn’t pierce his throat, or even Ye Qiu’s iron-like body might not have withstood the strike.

Ye Qiu stood frozen, not daring to move.

“Weren’t you running? Why linger here?” Miyamoto Musashi looked at Ye Qiu, puzzled.

He hadn’t stabbed Ye Qiu’s throat because he wanted to understand why.

By all logic, Ye Qiu, given a chance to escape, should’ve fled desperately, yet he stopped.

Why?

Miyamoto Musashi couldn’t fathom it.

A smile suddenly spread across Ye Qiu’s face, “Because I was waiting for you. If you didn’t come, how could I kill you?”

Kill me?

Miyamoto Musashi’s face was full of disdain, “With your skills, you think you can kill me?”

Ye Qiu grinned brightly, “You’re the third-ranked master on the God List. Of course, I can’t kill you. But what if Ye Wushuang makes a move?”

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Ye Wushuang!

Hearing this name, Miyamoto Musashi couldn’t help but feel a surge of panic.

That godlike man, is he here?

“Where is Ye Wushuang?”

As Miyamoto Musashi asked, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, but he saw no sign of Ye Wushuang.

“You’re lying!” Miyamoto Musashi said, “Ye Wushuang died over twenty years ago. How could he be here?”

Ye Qiu laughed, “Don’t you think I’d need some confidence to challenge you like this?”

“And who said Ye Wushuang is dead?”

“Over twenty years ago, during that upheaval in China’s capital, countless masters surrounded Ye Wushuang, but he still carved a bloody path out, left the capital, and went into seclusion.”

As Ye Qiu spoke, Miyamoto Musashi closely observed his expression.

He noticed Ye Qiu didn’t seem to be lying.

Indeed, if this kid had no backing, how could he dare disregard me?

Could Ye Wushuang really be here?

Miyamoto Musashi asked gravely, “If you say Ye Wushuang is here, why don’t I see him?”

Ye Qiu grinned, “He’s right behind you. Didn’t you see?”

What!

Miyamoto Musashi’s face paled with fear, and he quickly turned around, but still saw no trace of Ye Wushuang.

“Where is Ye Wushuang?”

Miyamoto Musashi turned back, his expression freezing.

Ye Qiu was gone.

Only then did he realise, roaring, “Sly brat, using Ye Wushuang’s name to trick me and escape. Damn it.”

“But you think you can slip away from me like that? Wishful thinking.”

“I am the Great Eastern Martial God. Killing you is as easy as turning my hand.”

Miyamoto Musashi rushed out to chase Ye Qiu.

Ten seconds later.

Ye Qiu’s figure reappeared in the same spot.

He hadn’t actually fled but had used an invisibility charm and held his breath, making Miyamoto Musashi think he’d escaped.

Ye Qiu smirked triumphantly, “Old fool, didn’t expect that, did you? I didn’t run.”

Just as he spoke, a voice came from beside him, “You really think you’re clever?”

Damn!

Ye Qiu whipped his head around to see Miyamoto Musashi standing nearby, holding Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, his face full of killing intent.

“How did you know I was still here?”

Ye Qiu couldn’t figure it out. He’d been extremely discreet when cloaking himself, and Miyamoto Musashi had clearly chased after him. How did he return so quickly?

Miyamoto Musashi said, “Because when you vanished, I didn’t sense a thing.”

“With my skills, even Ye Wushuang couldn’t disappear from my presence without a trace.”

“You’re not even a God List master, so there’s no way you could pull that off.”

“When I chased out, I realised you might’ve used some kind of deception.”

Ye Qiu looked at Miyamoto Musashi in surprise, “I thought you were just an old fool, but sometimes your brain’s pretty sharp.”

Miyamoto Musashi sneered, “Kid, in the face of absolute strength, all tricks are feeble and useless.”

“You’ve wasted enough of my time. Now it’s time to send you on your way.”

“Die!”

Miyamoto Musashi thrust his sword forward.

Ye Qiu had no intention of fighting Miyamoto Musashi head-on. He dodged and fled into the distance.

Miyamoto Musashi flickered, instantly blocking Ye Qiu’s path.

“Your speed is too slow.”

Miyamoto Musashi slashed at Ye Qiu’s face.

Even from metres away, the sharp sword aura stung Ye Qiu’s cheeks.

Moreover, Miyamoto Musashi wasn’t an ordinary master. His swordsmanship was profound, having long cultivated a sword aura.

This so-called sword aura was a realm of swordsmanship.

Only supreme sword masters could achieve it. At this level, a single strike could affect an opponent’s state of mind.

Ye Qiu was affected.

Each time Miyamoto Musashi swung his sword, Ye Qiu felt death looming over him.

Ye Qiu kept fleeing.

He was no match for a God List master, let alone Miyamoto Musashi, the third-ranked super powerhouse.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu pushed his speed to the limit, sprinting hundreds of metres. Looking back, he saw no sign of Miyamoto Musashi.

He let out a slight sigh of relief, but at that moment, an overwhelming sense of danger descended.

“Not good!”

Before Ye Qiu could pinpoint the source, a sharp pain hit his abdomen, and his body was sent flying.

Clang!

Ye Qiu crashed over twenty metres away, quickly scrambling to his feet.

“Eh, you took my punch and didn’t get injured?” Miyamoto Musashi was slightly surprised, saying, “Let’s try another.”

Bang!

Ye Qiu only saw a blur before him. Before he could react, he was sent flying, rolling across the ground until a rock stopped him.

Pfft!

Ye Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Again.”

Bang!

Just like before, Ye Qiu had no time to respond before Miyamoto Musashi’s punch sent him flying.

This time, he flew even farther, and he could clearly feel the force of Miyamoto Musashi’s punch was much stronger than before.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at Ye Qiu’s battered state and laughed, “I suddenly find this quite amusing.”

“You killed so many at Amaterasu Shrine. If I just killed you with one strike, wouldn’t that be letting you off too easily?”

“Let’s keep playing!”

Miyamoto Musashi sheathed his sword with a clang.

Then, he clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking like popping popcorn.

Bang!

Miyamoto Musashi’s figure surged like thunder, appearing before Ye Qiu. Before Ye Qiu could defend, he was sent flying by a punch.

He flew an unknown distance, crashing heavily into the ground, sliding another dozen metres before stopping.

“Pfft—”

Ye Qiu spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, clearly feeling his internal organs bleeding heavily.

Miyamoto Musashi’s earlier punch was not only lightning-fast but also terrifyingly powerful.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu had cultivated innate true qi.

As soon as his organs were injured, the innate qi circulating in his meridians rushed to the damaged areas, repairing his wounds.

In just a few seconds, his internal injuries healed by twenty percent.

Ye Qiu struggled to his feet, feeling a sharp pain in his back. Reaching back, he found his clothes torn and his hand covered in blood.

“My punches aren’t bad, huh?” Miyamoto Musashi sneered coldly.

“Not bad, my arse!”

Ye Qiu cursed, “The so-called Great Eastern Martial God, punching like you haven’t eaten. You’ve hit me so many times and still can’t finish me off.”

“Miyamoto Musashi, are you a weakling?”

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“Miyamoto Musashi, are you a useless waste?”

Ye Qiu’s words were like a spark, igniting Miyamoto Musashi’s fury.

As a child, Miyamoto Musashi was frail and often sick, constantly bullied by others. After the bullying, they’d call him a waste.

That’s why he trained relentlessly in martial arts.

He wanted to prove to everyone he wasn’t a waste.

Now, as the Great Eastern Martial God and a God List expert, the word “waste” still triggered memories of his childhood humiliation.

“You bastard, daring to call me a waste? I’ll kill you!”

Miyamoto Musashi roared, clenching his fists, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Qiu.

“Wait—” Ye Qiu suddenly spoke.

“What, scared?” Miyamoto Musashi sneered. “You’ve successfully enraged me. Even if you regret it now, I won’t show mercy.”

Ye Qiu shook his head. “I’m not afraid of you.”

“I know I’m about to die, so I have one request.”

“I want a fair fight with you.”

Miyamoto Musashi scoffed. “I’m a God List expert. In my eyes, you’re as weak as an ant. What fairness is there?”

“I want to fight you,” Ye Qiu said earnestly. “A serious fight.”

Though Miyamoto Musashi wanted to kill Ye Qiu, he saw a martial artist’s determination in Ye Qiu’s face.

It earned a sliver of his respect.

“Fine, I’ll give you a chance to fight. Come at me with everything you’ve got!” Miyamoto Musashi declared.

“Thank you,” Ye Qiu said, stretching his joints and starting frog jumps in place.

Miyamoto Musashi frowned. “What are you doing? Don’t waste time.”

Ye Qiu grinned. “Just warming up to get in peak condition. Otherwise, I might not even last one move against you.”

Fair enough.

Miyamoto Musashi waited quietly.

Three minutes passed.

Growing impatient, Miyamoto Musashi asked, “How much longer?”

“Almost done, give me two more minutes,” Ye Qiu replied. “Mr. Miyamoto, once I’m at my peak, I’ll definitely surprise you.”

Miyamoto Musashi dismissed it.

As the Great Eastern Martial God and a God List expert, no matter how good Ye Qiu’s condition was, he was still an ant in his eyes.

Time ticked by.

With only ten seconds left of Ye Qiu’s promised two minutes, his figure suddenly blurred into an afterimage, bolting toward the distance.

“Only an idiot would fight you!”

From the start, Ye Qiu had no intention of facing Miyamoto Musashi in a death match. He knew, no matter how good his condition, he couldn’t match him.

The gap in their cultivation was insurmountable.

Ye Qiu’s talk of a serious fight was just a ploy to lull Miyamoto Musashi and buy time.

He’d taken a few punches from Miyamoto earlier, injuring his organs. His innate energy was healing him.

After stalling for nearly five minutes, his injuries were healed, so he fled.

Miyamoto Musashi realized he’d been tricked only after Ye Qiu escaped, his face turning livid with rage.

“Daring to toy with me? You deserve a thousand deaths. Today, I’ll tear you to pieces!”

Miyamoto Musashi shot after Ye Qiu in pursuit.

Ye Qiu knew that even at his fastest, he couldn’t shake Miyamoto Musashi.

So, while fleeing, he drew talismans.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu’s speed surged tenfold, flashing away like a meteor.

Seeing this, Miyamoto Musashi snorted, “Pointless, kid. Just accept your death.”

With a whoosh, Miyamoto Musashi accelerated, closing in on Ye Qiu in moments.

Ye Qiu glanced back, shocked.

Was this the speed of a God List expert?

Ye Qiu was a speed-type fighter, but against Miyamoto Musashi, he had no advantage.

Minutes later, Miyamoto Musashi was just over ten meters from Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu pointed backward.

“Shoo!”

The Six Meridians Divine Sword erupted, its sharp sword qi piercing the air, appearing eerily before Miyamoto Musashi.

“Is this your trump card? Too weak.”

Miyamoto Musashi punched out.

The sword qi shattered.

Damn!

Ye Qiu quickly drew a lightning talisman and kept fleeing.

Miyamoto Musashi pursued relentlessly, catching up again in no time.

This time, he wasn’t giving Ye Qiu another chance to escape. He threw a punch from a distance.

“Boom!”

The fist’s force hit Ye Qiu’s back, making him spit blood. Ignoring the injury, he fled onward.

Soon after, Miyamoto Musashi caught up again, landing another punch.

Ye Qiu was injured again but ignored it, focused solely on escaping.

The chase went from the city to the suburbs, with Ye Qiu getting injured multiple times, nearly dying on several occasions.

During the escape, Ye Qiu repeatedly used the Six Meridians Divine Sword and lightning talismans, rapidly depleting his inner strength.

Yet his speed didn’t slow.

In his current state, Ye Qiu was like an ordinary person chased by a tiger, running faster than his usual sprint, driven by survival.

Their pursuit lasted nearly forty minutes, and Miyamoto Musashi’s patience was utterly exhausted.

“I’m done playing with you, kid. Die.”

Initially fifty meters behind, Miyamoto Musashi appeared in front of Ye Qiu as he spoke, throwing a punch at his heart.

Ye Qiu didn’t dare clash, diving into the ground and vanishing.

“Huh?”

Miyamoto Musashi paused, surprised Ye Qiu still had tricks.

“Didn’t expect you to know Qimen Dunjia, but it won’t change your fate.”

Miyamoto Musashi darted off, quickly locating Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu used Earth Escape again, fleeing for a while.

“Clang!”

Suddenly, Miyamoto Musashi drew his Heavenly Radiance Flowing Cloud sword and slashed through the air.

“Boom!”

Dust flew.

The sword qi blasted Ye Qiu out of the ground. With a few leaps, he landed twenty meters away.

“Cough, cough…”

Ye Qiu coughed up blood, brushed the dirt off his face and body, and didn’t flee immediately.

“Weren’t you escaping? Why stop?” Miyamoto Musashi sneered at the disheveled Ye Qiu.

“No point in running anymore,” Ye Qiu said.

“Finally, some self-awareness…”

Before Miyamoto Musashi could finish, Ye Qiu cut in, “I’m done running because today, I’m going to do something big.”

Miyamoto Musashi scoffed, “You’re about to die. What big thing could you do?”

Ye Qiu grinned, “Slay a god!”

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Slaughter a god?

Miyamoto Musashi heard those words and asked Ye Qiu, “Your so-called god-slaying, is that killing me?”

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile.

“With just you? I could crush you with one hand,” Miyamoto Musashi said, his face full of disdain.

“What if you add me?”

Suddenly, a figure emerged from a quiet path.

He had short hair, a resolute face, wore a Zhongshan suit, and carried a treasured blade on his back.

Ye Wudi!

Miyamoto Musashi’s expression showed contempt. “Who do we have here? Ye Wudi of the Ye family.”

“Too bad, your cultivation is far inferior to Ye Wushuang’s.”

“Kid, you don’t think you and Ye Wudi together can take down a God List expert like me, do you?”

Ye Qiu laughed, “I know even with Ye Wudi, we can’t beat you. So, I brought another helper.”

Miyamoto Musashi, curious, asked, “Who?”

“Me.”

A calm voice sounded.

Then, a dark figure appeared beside Ye Qiu.

It was an old man.

He wore a black robe, black cloth shoes, and held a wooden box, his face expressionless.

Miyamoto Musashi stared at the old man for a moment, uncertain. “Are you Shadow?”

The old man nodded slightly. “That’s me.”

A cold glint flashed in Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes.

Ye Qiu said to Shadow, “Sorry to trouble you again.”

“No trouble among family,” Shadow replied, tossing the wooden box to Ye Qiu.

“What’s inside?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Take a look,” Shadow said.

Ye Qiu opened the box, and a rich medicinal scent hit him, instantly banishing his fatigue and refreshing his spirit.

“This is a hundred-year-old ginseng… no, two hundred years!”

Ye Qiu was shocked and said to Shadow, “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. It’s from the old master,” Shadow said. “Last time, Longbrow mentioned you often exhaust your strength. Centennial herbs can help you recover quickly, so the old master found these three ginsengs and had me bring them to you.”

Ye Qiu paused, then said, “I’ll visit him in the capital when I get the chance.”

Shadow replied, “With the great enemy still out there, it’s best not to meet for now.”

Ye Qiu nodded, then whispered to Ye Wudi, “Third Uncle, where’s Third Aunt?”

“I called her. She’s on her way and should be here soon,” Ye Wudi said.

Then, Ye Qiu looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a smile. “Great Martial God, didn’t expect this, did you?”

Miyamoto Musashi said, “I didn’t expect you’d get two Ye family experts to help.”

Ye Qiu grinned, “When I learned Akiyama Nange and Qianshan Xue were captured by Yoshida Moriichi, I decided to come to Great East to rescue them.”

“But I knew the Amaterasu Shrine is your territory. Killing Yoshida Moriichi might alert you.”

“So, I made a God-Slaying Plan.”

Miyamoto Musashi’s face darkened. “So, your goal wasn’t to save Akiyama Nange and her disciple, but to kill me?”

“No,” Ye Qiu shook his head. “My primary goal in coming to Great East was to save Xiaoxue and Nange. Killing you was secondary.”

“Since I was rescuing people on your turf, I had to be prepared.”

“Of course, if you hadn’t insisted on killing me, you wouldn’t have fallen into my plan.”

“From the start, I never planned to fight you to the death. My goal was to lure you here and take you down.”

“Killing the Great Eastern Martial God—tch, just thinking about it is thrilling!”

Before boarding the plane in Jinling, Ye Qiu had planned everything.

Going alone to the Amaterasu Shrine to rescue people was tantamount to suicide, so he devised the God-Slaying Plan.

To hunt the Great Eastern Martial God, Miyamoto Musashi!

Ye Qiu knew the gap between himself and a God List expert and that he was no match for Miyamoto Musashi. He shared the plan with Diaochan.

After Diaochan reported to the War God, she immediately notified Ye Wudi and Shadow to assist Ye Qiu.

Ye Wudi also called the Dragon Maiden.

“Hahaha…”

After hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Miyamoto Musashi burst into laughter.

Ye Qiu found it odd and asked, “What’s so funny?”

“I’m laughing at your stupidity,” Miyamoto Musashi said. “Kid, I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve walked roads. Did you really think I couldn’t see through your plan?”

Ye Qiu’s heart sank, a bad feeling creeping in.

Miyamoto Musashi continued, “Though Yoshida Moriichi is the high priest of the Amaterasu Shrine, his life or death isn’t enough to make me come out of seclusion.”

“My goal in coming out was to kill Ye Wudi.”

“As the Great Eastern Martial God, I have many eyes and ears. When I learned Ye Wudi had entered Great East territory, I guessed he was likely here to help you.”

“I just didn’t expect Shadow to come too.”

“Ye Wushuang died over twenty years ago, and I never got the chance to kill him, which I deeply regret. So, I’ll settle for killing his brother to make up for it.”

Miyamoto Musashi’s face lit up with a smug smile as he asked Ye Qiu, “Kid, you went to all this trouble to lure me here to kill me.”

“But you didn’t know I saw through your plan from the start and played along, coming here on purpose.”

“Come to think of it, I should thank you.”

“Without you, I wouldn’t have had the chance to kill Ye Wudi and Shadow.”

Ye Qiu’s expression darkened.

He thought his plan was flawless, but Miyamoto Musashi had seen through it.

Miyamoto Musashi added, “I left a huge flaw in my actions. Didn’t you notice?”

A flaw?

Ye Qiu’s mind raced, and he suddenly realized something—his escape had been too smooth!

Miyamoto Musashi said, “I’m the third-ranked God List expert. If I wanted to kill you, how could you have made it here?”

“You wanted to lure me here, but I also wanted to wipe you all out.”

“Kid, you’re still too green.”

Ye Qiu’s face was grim as he asked, “If you knew my goal all along, why didn’t you bring helpers?”

He was probing whether Miyamoto Musashi had backup.

Miyamoto Musashi sneered, “To kill you lot, why would I need helpers? I’m enough.”

No helpers?

Ye Qiu felt a slight relief.

Miyamoto Musashi said, “Kid, you’ve been talking so much nonsense to stall for time, right? If I’m not mistaken, you’re waiting for more helpers.”

Damn, he even saw through that?

Ye Qiu was genuinely stunned.

Only now did he fully grasp that Miyamoto Musashi was a cunning old fox through and through.

“I hope your helpers arrive soon, or they’ll only see your corpses.”

With that, Miyamoto Musashi unleashed a torrent of killing intent.

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Ye Qiu’s expression changed.

The killing intent radiating from Miyamoto Musashi was over ten times more terrifying than during the chase.

If Miyamoto Musashi had felt like a fierce tiger before, now he was like a coiled dragon.

His aura was overwhelming.

Within a hundred meters, everything was shrouded in his killing intent.

Is this the true strength of the third-ranked God List expert?

Ye Qiu’s face grew serious.

Miyamoto Musashi lightly tapped the ground with his toes, soaring into the air and landing gracefully atop a tree, looking down at Ye Qiu and the others with arrogance. Come at me together!

His expression was cold.

His demeanor was haughty.

In Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes, Ye Qiu, Ye Wudi, and Shadow were like three ants he could easily crush.

Ye Qiu whispered, Third Uncle, we go together, but try not to clash directly with him. Stall for time until Third Aunt arrives, then we hit him with everything.

Got it, Ye Wudi nodded.

He knew that the three of them alone had little chance of killing a third-ranked God List expert. Their hopes rested on the Dragon Maiden.

Seeing the three hesitate, Miyamoto Musashi sneered, Weren’t you going to kill me?

I’m standing right here. Why aren’t you making a move?

Still trying to stall?

Don’t be naive. Unless Ye Wushuang comes back from the dead, you’re all doomed today.

As his words fell, Miyamoto Musashi moved.

Like a great roc, he swooped down from the treetop, carrying a tidal wave of killing intent, appearing instantly before Ye Wudi and throwing a punch.

Miyamoto Musashi wanted to kill Ye Wudi first.

Ye Wudi reacted quickly, drawing the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow from his back.

Clang!

The blade’s light was dazzling, striking Miyamoto Musashi’s fist.

A loud clash rang out as Ye Wudi was sent flying by the force of the punch.

Ye Qiu was stunned.

He knew Ye Wudi’s strength, yet he couldn’t even block a single punch from Miyamoto Musashi.

It wasn’t that Ye Wudi was weak—Miyamoto Musashi was just monstrously strong.

After knocking Ye Wudi back, Miyamoto Musashi turned into a blur, chasing to finish him off.

At that moment, Shadow acted.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu’s vision blurred, and in the next second, Shadow intercepted Miyamoto Musashi.

So fast!

It was Ye Qiu’s first time seeing Shadow in action, and he realized Shadow was even faster than Miyamoto Musashi.

Not bad speed, but you can’t stop me, Miyamoto Musashi remarked, throwing a punch at Shadow’s face.

Shadow sidestepped the punch and swung a palm strike at Miyamoto Musashi’s ribs.

Miyamoto Musashi acted as if he didn’t see the attack, neither defending nor dodging, and aimed a fist at Shadow’s throat.

If Shadow didn’t pull back, Miyamoto Musashi might lose a few ribs, but Shadow’s throat would be crushed.

At the critical moment, Shadow flashed back over ten meters.

I thought you weren’t afraid to die, Miyamoto Musashi grinned at Shadow. With your skills, you’d rank ninth or tenth on the God List. But trying to kill me? Like an ant shaking a tree—overestimating yourself…

Suddenly, a shocking blade light descended from the sky.

Ye Wudi struck again.

A wild, unrestrained blade intent shattered Miyamoto Musashi’s killing aura, surging like a landslide or tsunami, utterly terrifying.

Ye Qiu was speechless.

He’d specifically told Ye Wudi to stall and avoid direct clashes, but Ye Wudi went straight for his trump card.

The blade light slashed down.

It arrived in an instant.

Miyamoto Musashi threw a punch upward.

Boom!

The blade light shattered, and Ye Wudi was sent crashing to the ground by the fierce fist wind, spitting blood.

At your age, cultivating blade intent is impressive. If our cultivations were equal, that strike might’ve injured me. But now, heh… Miyamoto Musashi’s smile was full of disdain.

Ye Wudi was instantly enraged. He climbed to his feet, wiping blood from his mouth, and snapped, Think being third on the God List makes you special? Try taking a few more of my blades!

Whoosh!

Like a cannonball, Ye Wudi shot into the air, unleashing over a dozen slashes in one breath.

The blade lights swept the sky, domineering and fierce.

Miyamoto Musashi kept one hand behind his back, using the other to punch at the blade lights.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of collisions was relentless.

After ten punches, Miyamoto Musashi lost patience.

Get lost!

With a roar, he threw a punch from a distance, sending Ye Wudi flying again.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow slipped from Ye Wudi’s hand, arcing through the air and landing in front of Ye Qiu.

Shadow darted out to catch the falling Ye Wudi, but Miyamoto Musashi charged forward.

Ye Qiu grabbed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and rushed out. Knowing he couldn’t stop Miyamoto Musashi, he quickly drew a Binding Talisman.

Freeze!

Miyamoto Musashi’s body stiffened briefly. Seizing the moment, Ye Qiu prepared to use the Grass Script Sword Art with the blade, but before he could even raise it, the Binding Talisman failed.

It lasted less than half a second.

Damn it, Ye Qiu cursed under his breath.

By then, Shadow had caught Ye Wudi and flashed dozens of meters away.

Ye Qiu glanced over—Ye Wudi was injured but not critically. He then attacked Miyamoto Musashi with the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword had two advantages.

First, its invisible sword qi could blend into the air, making it hard to defend against.

Second, it allowed long-range attacks, effective up to twenty meters with Ye Qiu’s cultivation.

Ye Qiu figured Miyamoto Musashi’s skills were too strong, so the farther away, the safer.

Shoo!

Sword qi erupted.

Ye Qiu relentlessly unleashed the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

In an instant, sword qi wove through the air, forming an impenetrable net that enveloped Miyamoto Musashi.

It worked well.

Miyamoto Musashi was stalled for a while.

A few minutes later, he roared, Enough!

With a furious punch, he shattered all the sword qi and lunged forward, appearing right in front of Ye Qiu, nearly face-to-face.

Ye Qiu was startled.

Had this bastard been hiding his true strength?

The thought barely crossed his mind before Miyamoto Musashi’s punch sent him flying.

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Bang!

As Ye Qiu was sent flying, Miyamoto Musashi closed in, aiming another punch at his head.

If this punch landed, Ye Qiu would be dead.

Whoosh.

Ye Qiu activated a Lightning Talisman, his body flashing like a streak of light, narrowly dodging Miyamoto Musashi’s fist and stepping over ten meters away.

Just as he steadied himself, Miyamoto Musashi’s voice sounded in his ear: “Your speed is too slow.”

Ye Qiu jumped in fright, about to dodge again, when a sharp pain shot through his ribs.

Boom!

Ye Qiu was sent flying, crashing over twenty meters away, his back hitting the ground with a loud thud.

“Careful!” Shadow’s alarmed shout rang out.

Ye Qiu opened his eyes to see Miyamoto Musashi descending from the sky like a cannonball, his right foot aiming for Ye Qiu’s heart.

He was incredibly fast.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them shrank to half a meter.

In the critical moment, Ye Qiu rolled to the side. Miyamoto Musashi’s foot missed, striking the ground.

Boom!

A half-meter-wide crater appeared, dust flying everywhere.

If that kick had hit Ye Qiu, his heart would have been crushed.

“Heh, you dodged one kick. Can you dodge a second?” Miyamoto Musashi sneered coldly, sweeping a whirlwind kick toward Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu slammed his right palm on the ground, lifting his body into the air, spinning three times, then performing a backflip to evade the kick.

Bang!

Miyamoto Musashi’s kick hit the ground.

Crack, crack, crack—

A ten-meter-long fissure split the earth, sending a chill through Ye Qiu.

“Damn, this old bastard’s inhuman.”

Ye Qiu quickly retreated, joining Shadow and Ye Wudi.

“Third Uncle, how’s your injury? Can you still fight?” Ye Qiu asked.

Ye Wudi replied, “Just a minor injury. I can fight.”

“Third Uncle, can you check with Third Aunt? When’s she getting here?”

Ye Qiu was worried they wouldn’t survive until the Dragon Maiden arrived. Miyamoto Musashi’s combat power was overwhelming.

“I messaged her earlier, but she hasn’t replied. No idea what she’s doing,” Ye Wudi grumbled. “Dropping the ball at a critical moment. If I don’t die today, I’ll deal with her later.”

Ye Qiu’s heart sank. The Dragon Maiden not responding was bad news.

What if she didn’t show up?

Though she loved Ye Wudi, they were facing the third-ranked God List expert. It was possible she’d back out.

Shadow voiced Ye Qiu’s concern: “Wudi, what if that woman doesn’t come?”

“No way, she said she would,” Ye Wudi insisted. “I trust she’ll show up.”

Ye Qiu made a quick decision. “We keep stalling. If Third Aunt doesn’t arrive soon, we’ll have to go all out.”

“Alright,” Shadow nodded.

The three approached Miyamoto Musashi in a triangular formation.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at them with contempt. “With such meager skills, you think you can hunt me? Foolish.”

“Or perhaps you don’t even understand the power of a God List expert.”

“No matter. I’ll show you the strength of the third-ranked God List now.”

As his words fell, Miyamoto Musashi vanished and appeared before Ye Wudi.

He punched Ye Wudi, sending him flying.

Then, like teleporting, he kicked Ye Qiu, knocking him back.

The next second, his fist was in front of Shadow.

It all happened impossibly fast.

Bang!

Shadow reacted quickly, meeting Miyamoto Musashi’s punch head-on but was sent flying.

The three couldn’t withstand a single strike.

Miyamoto Musashi exuded invincible dominance. After knocking them back, he pursued like a shadow.

Ye Qiu used an Invisibility Talisman to conceal himself, but Miyamoto Musashi still punched him out of hiding, blood spraying from his mouth.

“Kid, die!”

Miyamoto Musashi aimed a punch to finish Ye Qiu, but Shadow and Ye Wudi arrived in time to block him.

They only held him for five seconds.

In those five seconds, Miyamoto Musashi threw four punches, two each to Ye Wudi and Shadow, sending them flying.

Crack!

Shadow’s chest bones snapped, his chest caving in, severely injured.

Ye Wudi’s left arm broke again, his body crashing to the ground, spitting blood.

In less than two minutes, the three were utterly defeated.

Miyamoto Musashi stood like a war god, unstoppable and unrivaled.

Confident in his prowess, he didn’t finish them off immediately. Instead, he stood in place, smiling. “I’ll give you one last chance. Come at me together!”

Ye Qiu said grimly, “Third Uncle, you and Senior Shadow leave. I’ll hold him off.”

With the Dragon Maiden absent, the three of them had no chance of killing Miyamoto Musashi.

Their only option was to flee.

Ye Qiu felt deep guilt. He’d made the God-Slaying Plan to take down Miyamoto Musashi, but it had led to this disaster.

“I’m sorry, I dragged you into this,” Ye Qiu apologized to Ye Wudi and Shadow.

Ye Wudi said, “We’re family. No talk of dragging anyone.”

Shadow added, “Ye Qiu, you can’t stop him. I’ll do it. When I left the capital, I promised the old master I’d protect you, even at the cost of my life.”

“I’ll hold him off.”

“You and Wudi go.”

Shadow pulled out a small porcelain bottle, took out two dark pills, and swallowed them.

Instantly, his aura surged.

Moments later, he charged, clashing with Miyamoto Musashi like a bolt of lightning.

Bang!

Their fists collided, and Shadow staggered back over ten steps.

“Forcing your cultivation with drugs? Useless. You won’t last long,” Miyamoto Musashi sneered, rushing at Shadow.

They traded blows rapidly.

“Ye Qiu, get out of here. I’m helping Shadow,” Ye Wudi said, raising his blade to charge, but Ye Qiu grabbed his shoulder.

“Third Uncle, give me the blade. I’ll handle him,” Ye Qiu said.

Ye Wudi shook his head. “I can die, but you can’t.”

“You’re Big Brother’s only bloodline.”

“I’ll protect you with my life.”

As Ye Wudi spoke, he rushed forward, but as he neared Miyamoto Musashi, a fist appeared at his throat.

Miyamoto Musashi was too fast. Ye Wudi didn’t have time to swing his blade or dodge.

Ye Qiu was about to act when a faint golden light flashed, appearing in front of Ye Wudi.

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The Dragon Maiden finally arrived.

The moment she positioned herself in front of Ye Wudi, her palm intercepted Miyamoto Musashi’s fist.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

Miyamoto Musashi stepped back twice. Seizing the opportunity, the Dragon Maiden grabbed Ye Wudi’s shoulder, retreating over ten meters away.

Shadow also quickly returned to Ye Qiu’s side.

“You damned woman, why’d you take so long?” Ye Wudi roared at the Dragon Maiden.

“Sorry, I left as soon as I got the message, but I was still a bit late. Wudi, are you okay?” the Dragon Maiden asked with concern.

“If you’d been any later, we’d be dead,” Ye Wudi said, still angry.

The Dragon Maiden replied, “Don’t worry, now that I’m here, I won’t let you get hurt again.”

On the other side, Miyamoto Musashi’s calm face finally showed a ripple upon seeing the Dragon Maiden. His expression darkened slightly as he asked, “Dragon Maiden, why aren’t you staying at Brahmin? What are you doing here?”

The Dragon Maiden smiled, “My man wants to kill you, so naturally, I’m here to lend him a hand.”

“Your man?” Miyamoto Musashi pointed at Ye Qiu. “This kid?”

The Dragon Maiden snapped, “Are you blind? Can’t you see I’m holding Wudi?”

Miyamoto Musashi was surprised. “Ye Wudi is your man?”

“Exactly,” the Dragon Maiden said. “Miyamoto Musashi, you dared to attack my man. You’ve got some guts!”

Miyamoto Musashi said coldly, “He’s Ye Wushuang’s brother. Not only will I attack him, I’ll kill him today.”

Killing intent flashed in the Dragon Maiden’s eyes. “Big words. If you want to kill my man, I’ll slaughter you first.”

Miyamoto Musashi was unfazed. “Dragon Maiden, I advise you to think carefully.”

“The Amaterasu Shrine and Brahmin have never had bad blood. If you leave now, I’ll pretend you were never here.”

“But if you insist on this path, I’ll take you down too.”

The Dragon Maiden scoffed, “Wudi, you guys heal up. I’ll go butcher him.”

She started forward, but Ye Wudi grabbed her wrist.

“He’s strong. Be careful,” Ye Wudi warned, his eyes filled with deep concern.

Seeing his worry, the Dragon Maiden felt a warmth in her heart. She winked at him and said, “Relax, I’m strong too. Have you forgotten how you experienced it?”

Ye Wudi was left speechless, his face darkening.

Was this really the time for such talk?

At that moment, the Dragon Maiden walked step by step toward Miyamoto Musashi.

Ye Qiu noticed that with each step, her aura grew stronger.

After thirty steps, her aura peaked, her terrifying killing intent spreading, making the surrounding trees tremble.

Miyamoto Musashi’s face lost its earlier dismissiveness. He clenched a fist, releasing his own fearsome killing intent.

They locked eyes.

Ten seconds passed.

Boom!

Both moved simultaneously.

Like two bolts of lightning, they collided, unleashing a massive explosion.

“So strong!” Ye Qiu was shocked.

It was his first time witnessing a God List showdown, and his eyes widened.

The Dragon Maiden and Miyamoto Musashi quickly became a blur of combat.

At first, Ye Qiu could track their movements, but as the fight intensified, their speed increased, and he could only see two vague shadows clashing.

Ye Wudi watched for a bit, growing worried for the Dragon Maiden’s safety. He asked Shadow, “Can you see their moves clearly?”

Shadow replied, “They’re too fast. I can’t see clearly. Don’t worry, the Dragon Maiden is the fourth-ranked God List expert. She won’t lose easily.”

Ye Wudi was still uneasy. “But Miyamoto Musashi is third.”

Shadow glanced at him. “First time I’ve seen you this worried about a woman.”

Ye Wudi snapped, “Nonsense, she’s my wife.”

Shadow said expressionlessly, “The old master hasn’t approved, so it doesn’t count.”

Ye Wudi was left speechless.

Ye Qiu was eager to see the outcome of this fight.

Who would come out on top, the third-ranked Miyamoto Musashi or the fourth-ranked Dragon Maiden?

Though the Dragon Maiden ranked lower, rankings weren’t always absolute. Like in Gu Long’s novels, the top-ranked Tianji Elder was killed by the second-ranked Shangguan Jinhong, who was then killed by the third-ranked Li Xunhuan.

Rankings could be unreliable.

“I hope the Dragon Maiden can heavily injure Miyamoto Musashi. Then we won’t have to risk our lives,” Ye Qiu prayed silently, glancing up.

Miyamoto Musashi and the Dragon Maiden’s fight had grown even faster.

Though Ye Qiu couldn’t track their moves, the continuous clashes suggested the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Curious about what techniques two God List experts were using, Ye Qiu activated his Heavenly Eye.

His vision sharpened instantly.

When he saw their moves clearly, he was stunned.

Was this allowed?

Miyamoto Musashi and the Dragon Maiden weren’t using flashy techniques. They were just trading punches—one punch from her, one from him, their fists colliding repeatedly.

Their speed was incredible, fists separating only to clash again.

Punch after punch.

They fought from the ground to the treetops, then back to the ground, neither gaining the upper hand.

Ye Qiu’s cultivation wasn’t enough to sustain the Heavenly Eye for long, so he soon deactivated it.

Time slipped by.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

In the blink of an eye, Miyamoto Musashi and the Dragon Maiden had fought for ten minutes.

“The Dragon Maiden is incredible!” Shadow said, awestruck. The three of them together couldn’t stop Miyamoto Musashi, yet she held her own for so long.

Boom!

Suddenly, a deafening explosion.

The two combatants reeled back.

Miyamoto Musashi retreated ten steps, his shoes scraping a deep groove in the ground.

The Dragon Maiden only took seven steps before steadying herself.

Ye Wudi was overjoyed. “Did the Dragon Maiden win?”

“It looks like she’s got the upper hand,” Shadow said.

Ye Qiu glanced at Miyamoto Musashi. Aside from some wrinkles in his clothes, he showed no visible injuries.

He looked at the Dragon Maiden.

She also had no obvious wounds, but Ye Qiu noticed her eyes were grave—not the look of a victor.

His heart sank.

Could it be…

Pfft!

The Dragon Maiden suddenly spat out a blood arrow, and a line of blood trickled down her right sleeve.

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The Dragon Lady was injured.

Ye Wudi quickly stepped forward to support her, asking with concern, “Are you alright?”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” The Dragon Lady smiled.

At that moment, Miyamoto Musashi’s voice rang out, “Dragon Lady, do you now believe I have the strength to kill you?”

The Dragon Lady’s expression grew serious, and she whispered to Ye Wudi, “I’m sorry, Wudi, I’m not his match.”

“Miyamoto Musashi has made great progress over the years, his strength now fully rivals the second rank on the God List.”

“I’ll hold him off for a while, you all go first.”

What!

Ye Wudi’s face was full of shock.

Ye Qiu and Shadow, standing nearby, heard the Dragon Lady’s words, and their expressions also turned grave.

Miyamoto Musashi had strength comparable to the second rank on the God List, how the hell were they supposed to fight?

Ye Qiu made a quick decision, saying, “Third Uncle, you and Senior Shadow go first, me and Third Aunt will hold him off.”

“You?” The Dragon Lady glanced back at Ye Qiu, saying, “You go too, you can’t stop him.”

Ye Qiu replied, “Even if I can’t stop him, I have to try, otherwise we’ll all die here.”

“Speaking of which, the God-Slaying Plan was my idea, I never thought I’d dig my own grave.”

“I misjudged Miyamoto Musashi’s strength, and I’ve dragged you all into this.”

“Third Uncle, you guys go now.”

Ye Wudi shook his head, saying, “A man of the Ye family would rather die than retreat.”

“Back then, my elder brother faced thousands of masters surrounding him and didn’t take a single step back. Today, facing just one Miyamoto Musashi, if I retreat, where would the Ye family’s honour go?”

“What right would I have to call myself a Ye?”

The reason Ye Wudi wouldn’t retreat was because there were people here he had to protect.

He didn’t believe Ye Qiu could stop Miyamoto Musashi.

“Besides, as a man, how could I let my woman face life and death alone?”

Ye Wudi, holding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, stepped forward, shielding the Dragon Lady behind him.

His aura was commanding!

The Dragon Lady looked at Ye Wudi’s back, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness and a sense of happiness.

Though she was a God List master, she was still a woman, and even the strongest woman needed a man’s protection.

Then, the Dragon Lady asked Ye Qiu, “Your skills aren’t great, but you’re full of clever tricks.”

“Since you came up with this God-Slaying Plan, you must have anticipated a situation like this.”

“Do you have a way to kill him?”

Ye Qiu didn’t hide it, nodding, “Yes, but I need an opportunity.”

“Understood, we’ll create that opportunity for you,” the Dragon Lady said, “I’ll keep him occupied.”

“It’s too dangerous for you to face him alone, I’ll help you,” Ye Wudi said.

Shadow added, “And me.”

The Dragon Lady said, “Wudi, you shouldn’t fight, you’re no match for him, especially with your left arm broken.”

Ye Wudi immediately said to Ye Qiu, “Help me.”

Ye Qiu understood, stepping forward to grab Ye Wudi’s arm, using the Sky-Mending Hand, and in just over ten seconds, reattached Ye Wudi’s left arm.

“See, my injury’s healed,” Ye Wudi grinned at the Dragon Lady.

The Dragon Lady was still worried and was about to speak when Shadow’s voice cut in.

Shadow said, “The Dragon Lady and I will confront Miyamoto Musashi head-on, Wudi, you provide support, Ye Qiu, strike when the chance comes.”

The Dragon Lady glanced at Shadow, saying, “Your cultivation is too far below Miyamoto Musashi’s, you should support with Wudi, leave the front to me.”

“What, not even married into the Ye family yet, and you dare look down on me?”

Shadow finished speaking, pulled out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a dozen pills, and swallowed them all.

In the blink of an eye, Shadow’s aura surged rapidly, no weaker than a God List master.

Crack!

Suddenly, Shadow clenched both fists.

Only then did everyone notice that the skin on Shadow’s fists had turned a faint gold.

“Roar!”

Shadow let out a mighty roar, the sound waves like thunder, crashing towards Miyamoto Musashi.

“The Lion’s Roar of the Buddhist Sect!”

Ye Qiu was slightly surprised, not expecting Shadow to be skilled in Buddhist techniques.

Immediately after, Shadow’s muscles bulged like small hills, stretching his clothes taut.

“Ye Qiu, I can only maintain this state for ten minutes at most, you must find a chance to strike Miyamoto Musashi within that time.”

Shadow finished speaking and charged forward, throwing a punch at Miyamoto Musashi.

Boom!

The battle erupted.

Shadow was like an enraged Vajra, relentlessly throwing punches, smashing heavily at Miyamoto Musashi.

With each punch, his fists glowed with brilliant gold, and when clashing with Miyamoto Musashi, they rang out with a “clang, clang” like a great bell.

“This is Shaolin’s Vajra Fist!”

Ye Qiu recognised Shadow’s technique.

“Shadow spent some time at Shaolin Temple before,” Ye Wudi said, “Shadow can’t hold out long alone, we need to act too.”

At that moment, the Dragon Lady and Ye Wudi joined the fray.

Whoosh!

The Dragon Lady shot forward like a cannonball, launching a fierce assault on Miyamoto Musashi.

Two against one!

Even with Miyamoto Musashi’s supreme skills, he felt the pressure at this moment.

After taking the pills, Shadow had forcibly boosted his combat power, and with the unyielding Shaolin Vajra Fist, Shadow’s strength now rivalled a God List master ranked sixth or seventh.

Then there was the Dragon Lady, ranked fourth on the God List.

In other words, Miyamoto Musashi was now facing attacks from two God List masters.

Plus Ye Wudi.

But Miyamoto Musashi’s expression remained calm, staying on the defensive.

He knew Shadow’s drug-induced boost wouldn’t last long, and once Shadow’s burst faded, it would be his time to slaughter them.

Swish!

Suddenly, Ye Wudi swung his blade down from the air, aiming for Miyamoto Musashi’s head.

A glint of killing intent flashed in Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes, of all these people, the one he most wanted to kill was Ye Wudi.

“Looking for death.”

Miyamoto Musashi threw a punch to repel Shadow, then dodged the Dragon Lady’s attack, his body soaring upward, slamming a thunderous fist into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Clang!

A deafening sound.

Ye Wudi, as if struck by lightning, plummeted from the air.

Miyamoto Musashi also descended rapidly, aiming a kick at Ye Wudi’s head, intending to finish him off.

But he was quickly intercepted by the Dragon Lady and Shadow.

At that moment, Ye Qiu, who had been observing and waiting for an opportunity, shot forward with a “whoosh,” catching Ye Wudi as he fell from the sky.

Ye Qiu checked Ye Wudi’s pulse, finding he was only shaken, not seriously harmed, and breathed a sigh of relief, then grabbed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

“Third Uncle, let me borrow your blade.”

While the Dragon Lady and Shadow kept Miyamoto Musashi occupied, Ye Qiu quietly circled behind him.

After waiting a moment.

Ye Qiu finally seized his chance, using the blade as a sword, unleashing his trump card,

The Grass Sword Technique!

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“Boom!”

The first form of the Grass Sword Technique erupted, and in an instant, sharp sword energy sliced through the air towards Miyamoto Musashi’s back.

The Dragon Lady and Shadow quickly dodged.

This strike made Miyamoto Musashi sense danger.

However, as a top-tier master, he reacted the moment he detected the threat.

“Whoosh!”

Miyamoto Musashi moved at blinding speed, almost like teleportation, dodging Ye Qiu’s sword energy, then circling to another direction, drawing his Amaterasu Flowing Cloud and slashing at the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Clang!

The sword and blade clashed fiercely.

Sparks flew.

Ye Qiu felt an immense force, like a tidal wave, surging through the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow into his wrist.

Pfft!

The skin between Ye Qiu’s thumb and index finger split, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow nearly flew from his hand.

Gritting his teeth, he gripped the blade tightly, then unleashed the second form of the Grass Sword Technique.

Instantly, a world-shaking killing intent erupted.

In that moment, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow seemed to transform from a treasured blade into a peerless divine sword, its terrifying sword light incomparably sharp, slashing at Miyamoto Musashi with unstoppable force.

“Hmph, no wonder you dared to try killing me, you had a hidden trump card, but sadly, your cultivation is too weak to kill me.”

Miyamoto Musashi sneered, striking out with his sword.

Boom!

The Amaterasu Flowing Cloud and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow collided fiercely in the air.

Five seconds later.

Ye Qiu was sent flying, crashing through a dozen trees, rolling seven or eight metres across the ground before stabilising himself.

Fortunately, he had cultivated the Nine-Turn Dragon Technique, or that blow could have cost him half his life.

After landing, Ye Qiu gasped for air, looking up at Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi stood in the distance, showing no visible injuries.

How was this possible?

Ye Qiu was shocked.

He had used both the first and second forms of the Grass Sword Technique, exhausting all his inner strength, yet Miyamoto Musashi was unharmed?

Just then, he saw a trickle of blood flow from the corner of Miyamoto Musashi’s mouth.

“Cough, cough…”

Miyamoto Musashi coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood.

He was injured?

Hope ignited in Ye Qiu’s heart, and without hesitation, he took a two-hundred-year-old ginseng from a wooden box and began chewing it.

Miyamoto Musashi wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes blazing with fury.

He hadn’t expected that, with strength rivaling the second rank on the God List, he would suffer a loss at Ye Qiu’s hands, an utter humiliation.

Unbearable.

Miyamoto Musashi waved his right hand, pointing his sword at Ye Qiu, and said coldly, “I was careless earlier, letting you seize an opportunity, but next, I won’t give you any chances.”

Whoosh!

Miyamoto Musashi moved, charging towards Ye Qiu.

The Dragon Lady quickly blocked Ye Qiu’s path.

“Get lost!”

Miyamoto Musashi roared, slashing at the Dragon Lady.

Instead of retreating, the Dragon Lady advanced, grabbing at the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud with her right hand.

She wore silkworm silk gloves, incredibly tough, and as they clashed with the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, sparks flew.

Almost simultaneously, Shadow attacked, throwing a punch at Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi blocked Shadow’s fist with his left palm.

The three fell into a chaotic melee.

Ye Qiu seized the chance to recover his strength.

Normally, after using two forms of the Grass Sword Technique, it would take half an hour to regain his strength, but after eating the two-hundred-year-old ginseng, combined with the endless flow of innate true qi in his body, he recovered in just three minutes.

Then, gripping the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, he charged out, standing atop a large tree, unleashing the Grass Sword Technique.

“Kill!”

Ye Qiu roared, countless sword lights slashing through the heavens and earth, engulfing Miyamoto Musashi below.

Fearing he couldn’t critically wound Miyamoto Musashi, after unleashing two more forms of the Grass Sword Technique, Ye Qiu forced himself to muster one last breath, using the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Tch!

Sharp sword energy, like dragons, seemed capable of piercing the void, all striking at Miyamoto Musashi.

Under the combined assault of the three, Miyamoto Musashi finally buckled, his body sent flying, crashing into the forest.

The Dragon Lady and Shadow pursued, intent on finishing him off.

“Pfft!”

Ye Qiu spat blood, collapsing from the tree.

Ye Wudi flashed forward, catching Ye Qiu, seeing his pale face, and said, “Rest for a bit, I’ll take over.”

With that, Ye Wudi, gripping the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, charged into the forest.

Ye Qiu took another two-hundred-year-old ginseng from the wooden box, sat on the ground, and quickly chewed it to recover his strength.

While recovering, he kept an ear on the sounds from the forest.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sounds of combat echoed endlessly from the forest.

Three minutes later.

Ye Qiu’s strength returned, and as he stood, with a “clang,” Ye Wudi’s body crashed beside him.

Ye Qiu was startled, “Third Uncle…”

“Don’t worry about me, go finish Miyamoto Musashi.” Ye Wudi tossed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow to Ye Qiu.

Catching the blade, Ye Qiu swiftly charged into the forest.

Miyamoto Musashi was dishevelled, his clothes tattered, his face bruised and swollen, blood dripping from his mouth, clearly heavily injured.

Under the combined assault of the Dragon Lady and Shadow, Miyamoto Musashi was constantly retreating.

“The opportunity is here.”

Ye Qiu approached, unleashing the Grass Sword Technique again.

Clang!

The sword roared like a dragon.

The sword light erupting from the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was terrifying, its aura horrifying, filled with destructive energy, both strikes landing on Miyamoto Musashi’s back.

Pfft!

A massive gash appeared on Miyamoto Musashi’s back, exposing white bone, and as he spat blood, his body stumbled forward.

The Dragon Lady and Shadow attacked simultaneously.

“Bang!”

Shadow’s punch landed on Miyamoto Musashi’s ribs, breaking several.

Shadow tried to throw another punch, but his arm fell, his aura suddenly weakening.

The drug’s effect had worn off.

Not only that, but Shadow, having forcibly boosted his cultivation with drugs, now faced severe backlash, spitting blood.

At that moment, the Dragon Lady sent Miyamoto Musashi flying with a palm strike.

Boom!

Miyamoto Musashi, critically wounded, flew back, crashing over twenty metres away, leaving a crater in the ground.

“Quick, kill him,” Shadow urged.

Even without his reminder, the Dragon Lady was ready to act.

She strode to the crater, aiming a palm at Miyamoto Musashi, but before it could land, she was sent flying by him.

Miyamoto Musashi stood up from the crater.

“Hmph, you ants think you can kill me? Delusional.”

Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, spreading his arms, and soon, a white stream of energy appeared on them.

True qi!

Then, a second stream appeared, a third, a fourth…

In moments, nine streams of true qi surged on Miyamoto Musashi’s arms!

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Ye Qiu’s pupils shrank.

Nine streams of true qi!

Miyamoto Musashi had actually cultivated nine streams of true qi!

Didn’t this mean that one more step, and he’d cross into the realm of immortality?

Monster!

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly.

At this moment, the Dragon Lady’s expression grew extremely grave.

She had thought Miyamoto Musashi had cultivated at most eight streams of true qi, but it was nine.

It was over!

After Shadow’s drug effect wore off, he had no fighting strength left. Seeing nine streams of true qi on Miyamoto Musashi, his heart filled with despair.

Miyamoto Musashi raised his arms high, sneering coldly, “You ants think you can kill me? Utter delusion.”

“One more step, and I’ll become an immortal cultivator.”

“When that happens, even if Ye Wushuang were reborn, I could slay him with one strike.”

As Miyamoto Musashi spoke, the nine streams of true qi flowed from his arms to every part of his body.

Then, Ye Qiu noticed that, nourished by the nine streams of true qi, Miyamoto Musashi’s injuries were slowly healing.

Though the healing speed wasn’t as fast as Ye Qiu’s innate true qi, it was still terrifying.

Ye Qiu froze.

Wasn’t it said that only innate true qi could heal injuries? How could acquired true qi do this?

Seeing Ye Qiu’s shocked expression, the Dragon Lady said, “After cultivating nine streams of acquired true qi, it gains the ability to heal injuries.”

“If this continues, it won’t take long for Miyamoto Musashi’s wounds to fully heal.”

“And when that happens, we…”

The Dragon Lady stopped, trusting Ye Qiu understood her meaning.

“Let’s escape!” Ye Qiu said.

The Dragon Lady gave a bitter smile, “With Miyamoto Musashi’s nine streams of true qi, if he goes all out, none of us will escape.”

“Not even you?” Ye Qiu was skeptical, after all, the Dragon Lady was the fourth-ranked master on the God List.

The Dragon Lady said, “If I escape now, I’d have a fifty percent chance.”

“But if I flee, Wudi will die.”

“You and Shadow will die too.”

She continued, “In this situation, there’s only one option: fight to the death.”

“In a narrow path, the brave prevail, only by fighting to the death do we have a sliver of hope.”

“Do you still have a trump card?”

Ye Qiu nodded, “Yes.”

Smack!

The Dragon Lady slapped Ye Qiu on the head, scolding, “If you still have a trump card, why didn’t you use it earlier? You little brat, were you waiting for us all to die before using it?”

Ye Qiu said, “My cultivation is too weak, I need the right opportunity to use my trump card, otherwise not only will I fail to kill him, I’ll die too.”

The Dragon Lady said, “I have a trump card too, but I can only use it once.”

Hmm?

Ye Qiu was momentarily surprised, but he quickly understood, it would be strange if someone as strong as the Dragon Lady didn’t have a trump card.

“I also have a trump card.”

Suddenly, Shadow’s voice rang+ sounded.

Ye Qiu and the Dragon Lady turned to look at Shadow, their eyes filled with doubt.

You can barely stand, and you still have a trump card?

Shadow pulled a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

Ye Qiu noticed this bottle was different from the one before, and Shadow poured out a red pill.

Seeing the pill, Ye Wudi’s expression changed, and he urgently said, “Shadow, no…”

Gulp!

Before Ye Wudi could finish, Shadow stuffed the red pill into his mouth, then said to the Dragon Lady, “Get ready to act, same as before, we’ll create an opportunity for Ye Qiu.”

The Dragon Lady nodded.

At that moment, an overwhelming aura erupted from Shadow, like a slumbering tiger suddenly awakening.

His combat strength returned.

Shadow stood, then walked side by side with the Dragon Lady, striding towards Miyamoto Musashi.

Ye Wudi watched Shadow’s back, his face full of bitterness.

“Third Uncle, is there something wrong with Senior Shadow’s pill?” Ye Qiu asked.

Ye Wudi’s face showed sorrow, “That pill can restore Shadow’s combat strength and boost his cultivation for a short time, but it will cost him his life.”

What!

Ye Qiu was stunned.

Ye Wudi said, “Shadow hasn’t said anything, but I understand his thoughts.”

“In the Ye family, the person Shadow respected most wasn’t Father, but Big Brother.”

“He and Big Brother were the closest.”

“Over twenty years ago, when Big Brother was surrounded by countless masters, Shadow wanted to help, but Big Brother forbade anyone from the Ye family from intervening. In the end, Big Brother’s fate became unknown, and there’s been no news since.”

“All these years, Shadow has carried guilt in his heart.”

“Back then, he couldn’t lend Big Brother a hand, today he’s determined to protect you, even at the cost of his life.”

“Ye Qiu, your medical skills are exceptional, if there’s a chance, you must find a way to save Shadow.”

“Shadow may not be family, but he’s more than family.”

Ye Wudi’s eyes reddened as he spoke.

“Third Uncle, don’t worry, I know what to do,” Ye Qiu said, opening the wooden box, taking out the last two-hundred-year-old ginseng, and quickly chewing it.

At the same time.

The Dragon Lady and Shadow had already engaged Miyamoto Musashi.

“Roar!”

Shadow let out a mighty roar, charging forward, relentlessly throwing punches at Miyamoto Musashi.

Bang, bang, bang!

Shadow’s fists glowed with golden light, like an enraged Buddha striking with full force.

The Dragon Lady also used her trump card, her hands rapidly forming seals in front of her, seven streams of true qi swirling around her palms, finally condensing into a lotus flower.

The lotus emitted a shimmering white light, filled with a holy aura, giving an inviolable, sacred impression.

Suddenly, the lotus flew towards Miyamoto Musashi.

“Petty tricks.”

Miyamoto Musashi sneered, slashing at the lotus.

As the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud struck the lotus, it exploded.

“Boom!”

Miyamoto Musashi and the Dragon Lady were both thrown back by the blast, landing over twenty metres away.

Shadow, close to the explosion’s centre, was also knocked back by the shockwave.

Ye Wudi, gripping the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, charged forward, slashing at Miyamoto Musashi’s head, aiming to finish him off.

But unexpectedly, when the blade was ten centimetres from Miyamoto Musashi’s head, he caught it with one hand.

“You’re not worthy of killing me.” Miyamoto Musashi kicked Ye Wudi in the abdomen.

Bang.

Ye Wudi was sent flying.

Miyamoto Musashi stood, blood streaming from his mouth, covered in dirt, the Dragon Lady’s strike had wounded him severely.

“Dragon Lady, you can actually convert true qi into an offensive technique, your martial talent surpasses even mine.”

“But that strike exhausted your true qi.”

“Now, prepare to die!”

Miyamoto Musashi, holding the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, advanced step by step towards the Dragon Lady, a cruel smile on his lips.

Shadow rushed forward, trying to intercept Miyamoto Musashi.

“Get lost!”

Miyamoto Musashi swung his sword, sending Shadow flying, and continued towards the Dragon Lady.

Suddenly, a chilling killing intent filled the air, making everyone feel as if they’d fallen into an icy abyss.

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Suddenly, the air was thick with killing intent.

Miyamoto Musashi, like a startled rabbit, halted abruptly, turning his head.

There stood Ye Qiu atop a tree, exuding an earth-shattering killing intent.

To be precise, this intent radiated from Ye Qiu’s right hand.

“He still has a trump card?”

Miyamoto Musashi was both shocked and enraged, his eyes locked onto Ye Qiu’s right hand, as if trying to discern what he held.

The Dragon Lady and the others were equally stunned, for this killing intent chilled even them to the bone.

“Is this Ye Qiu’s ultimate trump card?”

“What is it?”

“How is it so terrifying?”

As curiosity gripped them, Ye Qiu tightly clenched his right hand.

“Burst!”

The sword talisman shattered.

With a “zheng,” a piercing sword cry echoed through the heavens, accompanied by a flash of golden light, as three sword energies hovered above Ye Qiu’s head.

Each sword energy, about ten feet long and as thick as a barrel, radiated a horrifying, destructive aura.

At the same time, Ye Qiu felt his meridians surge with immense power, connected to the three sword energies, as if with a mere gesture, he could slay all things in the world.

“This isn’t like the sword talisman that old man used to scare off the Dragon Lady in the Northern Border.”

“This talisman’s power is even greater.”

Ye Qiu was both shocked and elated, feeling invincible in that moment.

Miyamoto Musashi’s face grew grave.

“What kind of secret technique is this?”

“Why does it make me feel so outmatched?”

“Could these three sword energies actually kill me?”

Hmph!

Miyamoto Musashi let out a heavy sneer, pointing his Amaterasu Flowing Cloud at Ye Qiu and shouting, “Kid, no matter what tricks you have today, you can’t stop me.”

“In the face of absolute strength, any secret technique you use is futile.”

“Accept your death obediently!”

Miyamoto Musashi channelled his true qi, converging all nine streams into the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud.

In an instant, the sword’s edge gleamed with a chilling killing intent.

“Die!”

Miyamoto Musashi roared, charging at Ye Qiu with his sword.

Ye Qiu remained calm, extending his right index finger, lightly flicking one of the golden sword energies above his head.

“Go.”

As soon as he spoke, with a “whoosh,” a golden sword energy shot forth like a dragon emerging from the sea, heading straight for Miyamoto Musashi.

From over ten metres away, Miyamoto Musashi felt the terrifying killing intent from the sword energy and moved to dodge.

But the sword energy was faster than him.

Before he could evade, the golden sword energy was already upon him.

At the critical moment, Miyamoto Musashi raised his Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, striking the golden sword energy with all his might.

“Clang!”

A deafening sound rang out.

The golden sword energy was unaffected, continuing to bear down on Miyamoto Musashi.

What?

Miyamoto Musashi was caught off guard, not expecting to fail to block the golden sword energy. In a panic, he quickly pulled back the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, holding it across his chest.

“Boom!”

The golden sword energy struck the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, the immense force causing Miyamoto Musashi to spit blood on the spot.

Then, like a kite with a broken string, his body flew back forty or fifty metres, crashing hard into the ground.

This scene stunned the Dragon Lady and the others.

After all, their combined efforts earlier had only sent Miyamoto Musashi flying twenty metres.

Yet now, Ye Qiu, with just one sword energy, had blasted him so far.

Unbelievable!

At that moment, Ye Qiu’s voice rang from the treetop, “Great Eastern Martial God, nine streams of true qi, and this is all?”

“Pathetic!”

Hearing this, Ye Wudi and the others couldn’t help but roll their eyes.

You little punk, showing off at a time like this, how shameless!

“Ye Qiu, stop talking and finish him,” Ye Wudi shouted.

“Got it.” Ye Qiu extended his right index finger, preparing to unleash the second sword energy.

Suddenly, he saw Miyamoto Musashi crawl up from the ground.

Though Miyamoto Musashi had blocked the sword energy with his Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, he’d suffered internal injuries. His chest heaved with churning blood, his organs nearly shattered.

On top of that, several of his bones were broken.

“Kid, killing me won’t be that easy.”

As Miyamoto Musashi spoke, a terrifying aura emanated from him, making souls tremble.

Like a demon breaking free from chains, he seemed to have stepped from hell into the mortal world.

Endless killing intent swept forth.

Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes turned blood-red, the nine streams of true qi coiling around his arms like nine iron rings.

In that moment, the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud transformed.

Its once cold, gleaming blade quickly turned red, as if blood flowed within, exuding a thick stench of blood, its murderous aura piercing the heavens.

“What’s he doing?” Ye Wudi exclaimed.

The Dragon Lady said, “Miyamoto Musashi is about to use his ultimate killing move, we need to retreat.”

At once, the group fell back to watch from a distance.

Miyamoto Musashi, gripping the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, advanced with purpose.

“Thud!”

Suddenly, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, his body soaring into the air before lightly landing on a treetop, facing Ye Qiu from afar.

He stared at Ye Qiu, his eyes brimming with terrifying killing intent, and said coldly, “You, not even on the God List, have forced me to use my trump card. You should be proud to die.”

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, “Me, go to hell? I’m afraid you can’t make that happen.”

“Don’t believe me? Let’s see.”

As Miyamoto Musashi spoke, he swung his sword, roaring, “Death Strike!”

Clang, clang, clang…

A series of sword cries filled the air.

In thirty seconds, Miyamoto Musashi unleashed one hundred and eight slashes.

These one hundred and eight slashes didn’t land on Ye Qiu but struck the air, forming one hundred and eight sword energies that wove into a terrifying net, descending upon Ye Qiu.

If this sword net enveloped Ye Qiu, it would shred him to pieces.

The net was dense and menacing, and even from a few metres away, Ye Qiu felt his skin prickle, as if it were being torn apart.

Yet, he remained calm.

Standing his ground, unmoving, his eyes filled with boundless killing intent, he flicked his finger, “Destroy.”

Whoosh!

The second golden sword energy shot skyward, striking the sword net.

“Boom!”

The sword net shattered into dust.

“How… how is this possible? Argh…” Miyamoto Musashi let out a cry, plummeting from the air to the ground.

After a moment, Miyamoto Musashi struggled to his feet, his face pale, his body swaying.

His Death Strike had failed to kill, and instead, he suffered severe backlash.

Ye Qiu looked down from above, saying coldly, “Miyamoto Musashi, I’ll give you one last chance.”

“Make your move!”

“After today, the Great East will have no Martial God!”

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Hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi was consumed with rage.

“What, you still think you can kill me?”

“I admit, your sword energy is indeed formidable.”

“But to kill me, you’re still lacking.”

Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, raising his arms, mustering all his strength for a desperate counterattack.

Soon, his expression changed.

Miyamoto Musashi realised that of the nine streams of true qi in his body, only three remained.

How could this be?

Could that sword energy have destroyed six of my true qi streams?

Thinking this, far from panicking, his fury intensified.

He had cultivated for nearly a century, painstakingly achieving nine streams of true qi, one step from immortality. Yet, unbelievably, Ye Qiu’s single sword energy had obliterated six streams.

This meant his life’s work was nearly wasted.

Who could endure such a thing?

“I’ll kill you.”

In a fit of rage, Miyamoto Musashi charged at Ye Qiu with the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, ready to fight to the death.

Ye Qiu raised his hand, flicking a finger at the final golden sword energy.

“Zheng!”

The sword’s cry shook the heavens.

The air resounded with its piercing hum.

The golden sword energy blazed with dazzling light, standing upright in the sky, slashing downward.

It was a breathtaking scene, a sword cleaving the heavens and earth, unstoppable.

Instantly, Miyamoto Musashi felt shrouded in the shadow of death. He turned and fled.

In that moment, he cast aside his anger and the dignity of a Martial God, survival his only concern.

But as he turned, the golden sword energy descended, striking his head.

Then,

Miyamoto Musashi’s steps faltered, his body frozen in place, motionless for a long time.

“What happened? Did it miss?” Ye Wudi, watching from afar, asked.

“I saw the sword energy hit, by all accounts, Miyamoto Musashi should be dead,” the Dragon Lady said.

“Should I go check?”

As Ye Wudi spoke, preparing to run over, the Dragon Lady grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t go, he’s not dead yet,” she said, her face grave.

Ye Wudi was shocked, “That sword energy was so terrifying, and Miyamoto Musashi still isn’t dead…”

Before he could finish, his pupils shrank. Miyamoto Musashi, moving stiffly, turned around, looking at Ye Qiu and slowly asking, “Your sword energy, how is it so strong…”

Crack!

The Amaterasu Flowing Cloud suddenly snapped in two, and then, Miyamoto Musashi’s body split in half.

Pfft.

Blood gushed.

“Bloody… hell…” Ye Wudi’s eyes nearly popped out in shock.

The Dragon Lady’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

Ye Qiu’s sword energy had cleaved a peerless master with nine streams of true qi in two. Who would believe this without seeing it?

Atop the tree, Ye Qiu was equally stunned.

“The sword talisman is too powerful, isn’t it?”

“I need to visit Dragon Tiger Mountain sometime.”

“If I can get more of these talismans from that old man, I could storm the Forbidden City before Long Yi emerges.”

Ye Qiu let out a long breath.

At that moment, the immense power in his body receded like a tide, vanishing swiftly.

In a blink, Ye Qiu’s vision sparkled, the world spun, and he fell from the tree.

Just as his body was about to hit the ground, he landed in a gentle embrace.

A fragrant scent enveloped him.

Ye Qiu looked up, seeing Akiyamada Nanko gazing at him with beautiful eyes, softly asking, “Are you alright?”

“I can’t hold on~”

Ye Qiu wrapped his arms around Akiyamada Nanko’s waist, burying his face in her chest.

He nuzzled.

Instantly, Akiyamada Nanko’s face flushed red.

“Master, how’s Ye Qiu?” Qianshan Xue arrived, asking with concern.

Akiyamada Nanko said, “Don’t worry, he’s not seriously hurt, just exhausted and over-fatigued. He needs rest.”

Good.

Qianshan Xue sighed in relief, but then noticed Akiyamada Nanko holding Ye Qiu tightly, their closeness stirring unease. She said, “Master, let me take Ye Qiu!”

Akiyamada Nanko replied, “Xiaoxue, you’re pregnant, you shouldn’t exert yourself. I’ll look after him!”

Hmm?

Suspicion flickered in Qianshan Xue’s eyes.

Sensing her gaze, Akiyamada Nanko felt a pang of guilt but said, “I’ll channel some inner energy into Ye Qiu, he should recover his strength soon.”

Unbeknownst to her, Qianshan Xue’s unease deepened.

“Didn’t Master used to dislike Ye Qiu? How come after a trip to Huaguo, she’s like a different person?”

“Not only did Master help Ye Qiu fend off Miyamoto Musashi earlier, now she’s helping him recover. Isn’t she being too kind to him?”

“Could Master like Ye Qiu?”

Qianshan Xue shook her head, thinking, “Master’s probably just fond of him because of me…”

“Ye Qiu!” At that moment, Ye Wudi shouted, “Shadow’s not going to make it.”

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu swiftly slipped from Akiyamada Nanko’s arms, sprinting towards Shadow.

Qianshan Xue’s suppressed suspicions resurfaced.

“Master, didn’t you say Ye Qiu was completely drained? How’s he running faster than a rabbit?”

Akiyamada Nanko inwardly cursed Ye Qiu, that little brat, taking advantage of her, despicable.

But she dared not show her thoughts, fearing Qianshan Xue would notice, and explained, “I just channelled some inner energy into him, it must have taken effect.”

“Is that so?” Qianshan Xue wasn’t convinced.

Akiyamada Nanko avoided her gaze, turning away, quickly changing the subject, “Xiaoxue, look at Miyamoto Musashi.”

Qianshan Xue turned, her delicate face full of shock.

“The Martial God is dead?”

“The Amaterasu Flowing Cloud is broken too?”

“My God, how did Ye Qiu do it?”

Akiyamada Nanko was equally shocked, saying, “It seems Ye Qiu has secrets.”

…

After reaching Shadow, Ye Qiu saw his face pale as paper, blood pouring from his mouth, unable to speak, on the brink of death.

“Ye Qiu, save Shadow, quick.”

As Ye Wudi spoke, Ye Qiu had already grabbed Shadow’s wrist, checking his pulse.

After examining him, Ye Qiu swiftly pulled out golden needles, inserting seventy-two into Shadow’s body before stopping.

Ye Wudi asked, “How is he? Shadow’s life…”

“His life is saved,” Ye Qiu said.

Ye Wudi was overjoyed, “That’s great.”

But Ye Qiu’s face showed no trace of joy, saying, “Though I’ve saved Senior Shadow’s life, all his meridians are severed.”

Ye Wudi froze, “What does that mean?”

Ye Qiu’s voice was heavy, “Senior Shadow has lost all his martial power. From now on, he can no longer practice martial arts and will only be an ordinary person.”

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