A frenzied, piercing howl rushed closer from the distance. The speed at which the figure approached this location was utterly unbelievable.

He Yi Ming’s brow furrowed slightly. He dimly sensed that without utilizing the absolute peak speed of his Wind Element, he might not even be capable of matching such velocity.

Handing the treasured Pig to Bai Ling Ba, He Yi Ming raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who is coming?"

Bai Ling Ba's eyes lit up, and he calmly replied, "A madman."

"Madman?" He Yi Ming paused for a moment, then immediately understood.

A madman appearing within the black mist must be one of those masters, as described by Jin Zhan Yi, who had gone insane from being unable to withstand the invasion of the Yin Wind Ghost Qi.

He sighed inwardly, yet his heart was filled with extreme vigilance.

Having been here for only one day, someone had already succumbed. This outcome vastly exceeded his initial expectations.

Moments later, the howling sound arrived right before them.

A dark silhouette emerged from the equally inky, dense fog, charging forward like a rampaging behemoth.

He Yi Ming was slightly taken aback. He had engaged in countless battles, yet this was the first time he had witnessed such a bizarre method of attack. However, his movements were not slow in the slightest; with a slight lift of one hand, three points of confinement force naturally materialized in the air.

This time, the Three Point Confinement was unleashed from He Yi Ming’s hand in a continuous stream. In mere moments, he had already discharged dozens of identical forces.

To achieve this level of output was the very limit of He Yi Ming's current capability.

In that void, dozens of powerful Three Point Confinement forces spun, but no matter how they shifted, they maintained perfectly equal spacing.

This was the most powerful and most stable characteristic of the Three Point Confinement force.

The charging figure suddenly froze mid-air, then tumbled down from the sky like a sack.

With a soft thud, the person thrashed and struggled on the ground, but like an insect caught in a spider’s web, no amount of struggling allowed escape from that great net signifying death.

He Yi Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, yet a lingering suspicion remained in his mind.

Jin Zhan Yi had previously advised that the best course of action when encountering those driven mad in the black mist was to avoid them altogether. These individuals, having lost their senses and being invaded by the black mist, became immensely strong and felt no pain; it was nearly impossible to defeat them purely through fighting will.

Such people were undoubtedly the most difficult to handle.

Yet, judging by the current situation, Jin Zhan Yi’s words seemed significantly exaggerated.

He focused his gaze and was momentarily stunned, for he could not discern the person’s true face at all.

This was a madman clad in black garments, his face contorted with savage expressions. The overly twisted features made it impossible to recognize his original appearance. Furthermore, beneath his half-open mouth hung a string of drool, and his eyes were webbed with blood-red vessels.

Looking at that expression, he clearly resembled a rabid dog eager to devour flesh; there was no trace of reason left.

He Yi Ming shook his head slightly, letting out a soft sigh. He hadn't expected a truly madman to look like this.

Here, upon encountering a madman, there were only two ways to deal with the situation.

The first way was, of course, the simplest: if one’s ability permitted, kill the madman on the spot. Naturally, if one’s power was insufficient, then one could only pray for the best.

The second method was far more complex: capture the madman and escort him out of the black mist for handling by his original sect.

Even though this person had turned mad, as long as he was quickly removed from the black mist area, combined with proper treatment, there was a possibility of regaining his sanity.

After all, the major sects had been researching this area for at least several thousand years and invariably possessed some special countermeasures.

Just as He Yi Ming hesitated, a massive aura suddenly emanated from the man’s body.

This aura expanded instantly, like a balloon being rapidly inflated to its maximum capacity.

He Yi Ming’s heart tightened as he saw the man on the ground violently shake his arms. All the confinement force he had deployed instantly dissipated, completely broken free.

He Yi Ming gasped sharply. The man’s strength had increased so dramatically in an instant; it seemed barely inferior to Bai Ling Ba’s.

It was this stark contrast between the man’s prior behavior and his current display that truly made He Yi Ming wary.

The frenzied howling erupted from the man’s mouth once more, the drool dripping from the corners of his mouth falling onto the ground, making the sight even more terrifying and savage.

The figure then hurled himself forward again, like a fearless, colossal beast, radiating fierce killing intent.

He Yi Ming let out a cold snort, sinking his stance and raising a palm to meet the attack head-on.

While restraining the man earlier, He Yi Ming had already discerned his foundation. The man’s martial cultivation had not yet reached the Summit Peak State; he was merely at the ordinary Three Blossom Realm.

He likely entered this place intending to break through to the Summit Peak State, but unexpectedly succumbed so quickly to the invasion of Yin Sha Qi, resulting in his madness.

However, a Three Blossom Realm madman was far easier to deal with than a Summit Peak madman. With He Yi Ming’s current strength, having advanced to the Summit Peak State, he certainly held no fear.

His palm shimmered with a metallic sheen. The Thirty-Six Styles of Mountain Splitting were already exerting immense power in his hands.

With a massive boom, He Yi Ming’s body swayed slightly, while the madman was blasted backward by the immense force.

The man struck the ground heavily, coughing violently a few times. A few streaks of blood even mixed with the drool flowing from his mouth. However, what chilled He Yi Ming was that the man seemed completely oblivious. He sprang up from the ground, the surrounding black mist churning and flowing endlessly into his body. In the blink of an eye, his torso seemed to swell by nearly a full circle.

He Yi Ming’s expression grew grave.

That previous strike had been delivered with lethal intent. Although it was not the twenty-fourth style of Five Elements Merging, He Yi Ming had held back absolutely no Metal Element force when launching the attack.

Under such a heavy blow, the man should have been severely wounded, yet there was no visible sign of it; he appeared to have healed instantly. Such an unbelievable occurrence right before his eyes naturally shocked He Yi Ming greatly.

Accompanied by another howl, the man charged forward again.

He Yi Ming’s brow tightened. His figure shifted subtly, transforming into a cluster of mist, seemingly merging with the surrounding environment.

Yet, an even more astonishing thing occurred.

The madman before him tracked his movements as if they were shadows, and every attack was aimed precisely at his true body, utterly unfooled by the cloud of mist he had conjured.

He Yi Ming was deeply shocked. He truly couldn't understand how the opponent, clearly insane, could see through all illusions.

Collecting his focus, He Yi Ming completely abandoned any notion of underestimating his foe.

He planted his feet firmly and unleashed his fists in broad, sweeping movements.

Piercing sounds of air being torn erupted from his fists, accompanied by continuous, violent clangs like metal striking metal.

He Yi Ming grew more astonished the longer the fight continued. He was fighting with all his might, holding nothing back, and had struck the man numerous times. Under normal circumstances, a Three Blossom Realm expert hit that hard would have spat blood and died, or at the very least, lost combat effectiveness.

But this fellow seemed to grow stronger the longer they fought. No matter how many times He Yi Ming knocked him down, he scrambled back up relentlessly, like a roly-poly toy.

Moreover, each time he rose, his strength seemed slightly superior, with noticeable improvements in both power and speed.

A subtle feeling of unease crept into He Yi Ming’s heart. After struggling for half an hour, He Yi Ming finally confirmed that the man’s strength had unconsciously broken through the Three Blossom Realm.

If this person were to wake up now, he would be pleasantly surprised to find his cultivation had reached the Summit Peak State.

This could be sensed from the continuously expanding aura radiating from his body.

Faced with this tenacious, persistent madman who couldn't be killed or shaken off, He Yi Ming felt a touch of helplessness.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes as He Yi Ming flicked his wrist, instantly grasping the Five Elements Ring.

Fire, Earth, and Metal Element forces instantly surged into the ring. In a mere instant, the outer layer of the Five Elements Ring began to spin violently.

A loud whirring sound echoed through the air, immediately suppressing the man’s frantic howls.

The pressure in the air expanded to its limit in a single moment, and the flowing air even took on the viscous quality of water.

Seemingly sensing the immense surrounding pressure, the man’s roaring grew even more vicious. However, perhaps due to instinctual fear of death, a subtle wave of apprehension was woven into his howls.

The Five Elements Ring spun at breakneck speed in He Yi Ming’s hand, and he thoroughly enjoyed the process.

After finding the three points and achieving Summit Peak completion, He Yi Ming’s control over the Five Elements Ring had reached an unparalleled level. In his current state, the ring felt like an extension of his own arm; his spiritual consciousness could sense every single point within it.

Although the rotational force at this moment was almost infinite, everything remained under his perfect command.

This level of control would have been sheer fantasy in the past.

The fearless dark silhouette in mid-air once again lunged forward.

He Yi Ming looked up, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

He raised his hand and waved gently. A beam of light shot out from the Five Elements Ring and collided fiercely with the dark figure in the air. Following that, countless other beams of different lights shot out like chained arrows, showering the target. In moments, the man’s body was riddled with countless holes.

The man screamed a piercing shriek, his voice conveying unspeakable agony.

His body leaped wildly nearby, trying to evade the endless radiance. But these beams of light acted as if they had eyes, relentlessly following behind him, not missing a single one.

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