"Heh heh... I've long heard of the famous Shopkeeper Lü. Seeing you today, you certainly live up to your reputation." At that moment, a sinister chuckle suddenly rang out, followed by the appearance of three black-robed figures enveloped in black mist. Each gripped a bizarre black scythe, their forms shifting and swaying as they advanced to attack Lü Yugang.
"You are from the Corpse World! Why are you people from the Corpse World attacking me?" Lü Yugang roared.
"Heh heh... Chief Elder Feng is a friend of our Corpse World. We only acknowledge Chief Elder Feng as the General Shopkeeper of the Four Directions Trading House. Lü Yugang, you should step down." One of the black-robed men laughed coldly.
"Very well, Feng Wei, so you've colluded with the Corpse World. No wonder you have such confidence now!" Lü Yugang bellowed, though inwardly he felt a pang of shock.
"Haha, so what if I have! Lü Yugang, today will be your death day!" Feng Wei laughed triumphantly.
At that moment, Lü Yugang, under the combined attacks of the Zhao Family Ancestor, Feng Wei, and the three Corpse World experts, appeared somewhat flustered.
"General Shopkeeper, they have superior numbers. It's better to withdraw for now and wait for another ship!" Seeing this, Ye Yunfei sent a voice transmission to Lü Yugang.
Although Lü Yugang's strength was considerable, taking on so many experts simultaneously was unlikely to end in victory. It would be wiser to seize a different vessel.
"Heh heh... Brat, last time you stopped us from killing that old monk from Tianlong Temple. It's time to settle that debt!" Suddenly, a chilling, screeching laugh echoed, and three more black-robed figures materialized. Their bodies drifted like ghosts as they encircled Ye Yunfei.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three black-robed men simultaneously swung their pitch-black scythes at Ye Yunfei. Immediately, the space around Ye Yunfei was sealed by dreadful Dark Laws. Time and space solidified, as if frozen into a black canvas.
These three black-robed men were all Primal Realm experts!
"The Corpse World specializes in dark energies and laws. Using the Netherworld Yin Blade and the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Nether Confinement Art against them should be highly effective!" Trapped in the encirclement, Ye Yunfei thought of the Netherworld Yin Blade in that fleeting instant.
In the next moment, Ye Yunfei had already drawn the Netherworld Yin Blade, gripping it in his hand. With a single slash, massive amounts of dark runes materialized, surging like black tidal waves toward the three black-robed men. A bizarre sealing energy enveloped their bodies.
"How is this possible?!" The three black-robed men were greatly alarmed. They were Primal Realm experts, yet they were being sealed by a junior with Destiny Realm strength. This was simply impossible.
In truth, Ye Yunfei was relying on the power of the Netherworld Yin Blade to seal them! The Netherworld Yin Blade was a sacred relic of the Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe, containing astonishing energy!
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Yunfei employed Spatial Teleportation Technique, instantly breaking through the encirclement of the three.
"Brat, what artifact is that in your hand? It looks like a treasure from our Corpse World. Hand it over!" The three black-robed men had noticed Ye Yunfei's Netherworld Yin Blade, their eyes glinting with greed. One of them shouted.
The Netherworld Yin Blade held immense allure for them!
"You like my artifact? Come and take it if you have the skill," Ye Yunfei sneered.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Angered by his words, the three black-robed men activated their movement techniques and lunged at Ye Yunfei.
"Young Master Su, I will aid you!" At that moment, a voice like thunderclap roared. Heavenly Thunder Chan Master, his body radiating golden light, appeared. A brilliant halo of Buddhist radiance rose behind his head as he strode through the air like a Luohan descended from heaven.
Rumble... Heavenly Thunder Chan Master struck out with a palm, from which thick lightning snakes crackled toward the three black-robed men.
These three cultivated dark-attribute techniques, while the Great Thunderclap Monastery's techniques were all yang-affinity Buddhist arts, precisely the bane of dark-attribute cultivation methods! Thus, seeing Heavenly Thunder Chan Master join the fray, the expressions of all three black-robed men changed slightly.
"Heavenly Thunder Chan Master, let's join forces against them!" Ye Yunfei shouted.
Swoosh... Ye Yunfei once again brandished the Netherworld Yin Blade, unleashing the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Nether Confinement Art toward the three.
Their movements momentarily stalled once more.
"Brat, you think we're afraid of you?!" Enraged, the three men erupted together, swinging their strange black scythes to strike at Ye Yunfei. Rumble... Three waves of terrifyingly potent dark energy surged toward him like raging tides.
Then... the Netherworld Yin Blade released a powerful force of suction, forcibly devouring all the incoming dark energy.
"It feels as if some evil power is calling to our Soul Bodies! It seems to be that blade causing mischief!" The complexions of the three black-robed men turned grave. They were Primal Realm experts, yet now they felt a deep sense of wariness toward this blade of unknown origin.
"Good. The power of the Netherworld Yin Blade does not disappoint. It's quite effective against the Corpse World," Ye Yunfei thought with deep satisfaction.
The Netherworld Yin Blade could devour all manner of Yin-evil energies and Laws within the world. It could even devour Soul Bodies and possessed the strange ability to call out to them!
"Young Master Su truly is a heroic young talent!" Witnessing this, Heavenly Thunder Chan Master felt both astonishment and delight.
Boom! Heavenly Thunder Chan Master waved a hand, and a large golden bell shot out, expanding as it soared into the air above.
Clang! Clang! The golden bell emitted clear, thunderous peals that shook the space, suppressing the three black-robed men.
"Try my Vajra Heavenly Thunder Fist!" Heavenly Thunder Chan Master roared, throwing a punch at one of the black-robed men.
Boom! Boom! A gigantic phantom of the Thunder God manifested, gripping a massive hammer and unleashing wild thunderbolts that blasted toward the target.
"Agh!" That black-robed man, having just been sealed by the Netherworld Yin Blade and with much of his dark energy absorbed by it, found his Soul Body disturbed by the blade's call. Facing Heavenly Thunder Chan Master's attack, he couldn't defend in time and was struck by the Thunder God phantom. He screamed, spurting blood repeatedly.
"Your turn!" Heavenly Thunder Chan Master charged toward another black-robed man.
"Let's retreat!" The three black-robed men exchanged glances. They realized the black long blade in Ye Yunfei's hand seemed to restrain them, and Heavenly Thunder Chan Master's yang-attributed arts also countered them. Continuing the fight would only mean defeat.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The three black-robed men turned and fled.
"Let's get back to the ship!" Ye Yunfei and Heavenly Thunder Chan Master sent simultaneous voice transmissions and rushed back aboard the ship.
Ye Yunfei slashed with his blade, unleashing the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Nether Confinement Art. A torrent of dark runes spread out like a tidal wave, instantly sealing the space on the ship and causing all hostile combatants on deck to momentarily freeze.
When Ye Yunfei employed the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Nether Confinement Art, he could choose whom to seal. Although his opponents were all top-tier experts of the Eastern Barrens, the Netherworld Yin Blade's power was formidable, and the strike came unexpectedly, catching them unprepared.
Boom! Boom! Seizing the chance, Heavenly Thunder Chan Master made his move, blasting several experts away one after another.
Lü Yugang and the experts from the Four Directions Trading House also launched full-force attacks, forcing their opponents back, as they had all received prior instructions via voice transmission from Ye Yunfei.
"Agh! Agh!" Many enemy experts were wounded, cries of agony ringing out.
"Utterly unbelievable! How did Young Master Su manage to do that?!" Lü Yugang and the experts of the Four Directions Trading House were utterly shocked.
"Get off my ship!" Displaying divine might, Heavenly Thunder Chan Master unleashed his Vajra Heavenly Thunder Fist once more, shaking the void with its awe-inspiring power.
"Amitabha!" A resonant Buddhist chant sounded, and then a small-framed but sharp-eyed old monk arrived on the ship. With a single punch, he sent a Zhao Family expert flying backwards.
"You... you are Tiansha Chan Master of the Great Thunderclap Monastery!" The Zhao Family expert cried out in horror while vomiting blood.
The crowd was stunned, their eyes swiveling towards the newcomer. Tiansha Chan Master's reputation was even more fearsome than Heavenly Thunder Chan Master's! It was said that before taking monastic vows, Tiansha Chan Master had been an extremely cruel and bloodthirstly villain whose name struck terror across countless warriors in the Eastern Barrens. For reasons unknown, he later laid down his weapon, entered the Great Thunderclap Monastery, and became a monk.
"Retreat!" After exchanging voice transmissions, the Zhao Family Ancestor, Feng Wei, and the few Corpse World experts realized continuing the fight would bring them no advantage. Issuing the command, they turned and left.
"My thanks to both Chan Masters for your assistance!" Lü Yugang let out a sigh of relief, addressing Tiansha Chan Master and Heavenly Thunder Chan Master.
"No need for thanks. Let us proceed into the sea. Everyone, stay close throughout the journey so we can support one another," Heavenly Thunder Chan Master said.
"Agreed," Lü Yugang nodded.
Subsequently, Heavenly Thunder Chan Master and Tiansha Chan Master took to the air and returned to a nearby vessel—the one already secured by the forces of the Great Thunderclap Monastery.
"Humph! Lü Yugang, consider yourself lucky this time!" In the distance, standing on the vessel occupied by the Zhao Family, Feng Wei gazed toward Lü Yugang with malicious eyes and spoke coldly.
"Feng Wei, you traitor! Sooner or later, I will execute you myself!" Lü Yugang retorted icily.
"We'll see about that!" Feng Wei sneered. Moments later, the Zhao Family vessel had already sped far away.
"Let's head out!" Lü Yugang ordered.
Several experts from the Four Directions Trading House grabbed oars and began to row. The ship moved swiftly forward, advancing toward the heart of the vast sea.
"Corpse World..." Ye Yunfei gazed coldly into the distance at the few Corpse World experts standing on the Zhao Family vessel. Those three earlier had clearly targeted him specifically. Fortunately, the Netherworld Yin Blade proved powerful; otherwise, Ye Yunfei would have been in serious trouble.
At the same time... in the distance, several figures, emanating waves of sinister and monstrous aura, streaked across the sky at astonishing speed toward the Cangmang Sea.
"The aura of my clan's sacred relic! That human brat who stole our sacred artifact must be right ahead!" One of the figures let out a piercing shriek, like a sound rising from the Nine Nether Hell.