"Tenth Brother, be careful. That little girl is no simple character either," said the youth named Eighth Brother, and in a flash, one figure moved to intercept Yang Yi.

The Tenth Brother was the same, yet he seemed utterly contemptuous, completely dismissing the young girl Murong Lianxue! While his face was icy, the disdain in his eyes was enough to ignite Murong Lianxue's fury.

"Hmph!" Murong Lianxue let out a cold snort, clenching her small hand into a fist, trailing wisps of airflow, and lunging towards the youth at lightning speed.

The youth was visibly astonished. This was a thermal current that only a Huang-level Grandmaster could emit. How could she, merely a Xuan-level Grandmaster, radiate actual punch force? And one carrying thermal energy at that! Daring not to slacken even for a moment, the youth resolved then and there never to underestimate Murong Lianxue again.

"Peng!" Their fists met, instantly producing a sharp sound, and both figures pulled back an equal distance in that instant.

On the other side, a seemingly similar engagement was underway, though Yang Yi’s side had an air of playfulness about it, as if handling two Huang-level Grandmasters simultaneously was proving effortless for him.

But others saw it differently. The two youths maintained blank expressions, yet their hearts were in turmoil. They were both Huang-level Grandmasters, and there were two of them against Yang Yi, yet they were still no match for him—this only deepened the suspicions festering in their minds.

They did not know that while Yang Yi was technically at the Huang-level Grandmaster rank, he had already broken through the second stage. More importantly, his body contained not only his original decade-plus of cultivation but also sixty years of accumulated power; the sheer force therein was staggering.

The battles of Grandmasters were not to be trifled with. Among the Ten Army Generals, only Long Yi and Feng Shi had broken through to the initial Grandmaster level within the last six months, allowing them to glimpse slivers of the fighting movements between Yang Yi and his opponents.

Everyone else stood rooted to the spot in utter shock, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. After all, this was the realm of Grandmasters—the apex of Chinese martial arts combat. Any practitioner of martial arts witnessing this would inevitably feel a surge of excitement.

"I'll teach you to look down on me!" Murong Lianxue grunted, delivering a fierce punch, still carrying that mysterious Grandmaster's kinetic energy.

Perhaps benefiting from her smaller frame, she enjoyed a significant advantage. Just as the youth extended a punch, Murong Lianxue suddenly spun, flipping behind him, delivering a heavy blow to his back, immediately followed by a kick.

"Ah!" The youth cried out in agony, stumbling several paces back before spitting out a mouthful of dark, slightly bloody sputum with a wet Puchi!

"Hmph!" As if further enraged by the youth's previous intense disdain, Murong Lianxue showed no hesitation, executing a minor-level Zong Yun Ti (Ascending Cloud Ladder) technique.

The youth felt several bones in his back had snapped, emitting a series of unintelligible groans, but he simply couldn't remain upright. Just as he attempted to make a move, Murong Lianxue was already beside him, swiftly touching a pressure point on his body. "Hehe, don't worry! My Brother Yi said not to kill you, and I won't! But I can certainly torment you."

"Cough, cough, cough—what are you—going to do?" The youth's voice suddenly became raspy; the pain in his back intensified, making even speech a struggle.

Naturally so, as Murong Lianxue had exerted her full strength. Although this youth was close to the Huang-level Grandmaster realm, he was unexpectedly caught by Murong Lianxue, who was at the second stage of Xuan-level Grandmaster—a bizarre situation. However, considering Murong Lianxue's mastery of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, it was perhaps not so hard to understand.

"Peng!!!" "Peng!!!"

The two sounds erupted simultaneously, and the three figures immediately broke apart. The two youths looked less than pleased; they found fighting Yang Yi exhausting because they sensed that Yang Yi possessed something intangible—Arrogance!

Yang Yi, however, maintained a look of utter calm, an innate arrogance seeping from his very bones. This was inherent to him, though Yang Yi himself didn't notice it, focusing instead on channeling his inner Neixi (Internal Energy). He knew that releasing a Grandmaster's Domain required an immense drain on his internal power, so his current placid look was merely an act.

In truth, Yang Yi had no idea how incredibly fortunate he was. To release a Level Two Domain while only a Huang-level Grandmaster was entirely credited to those sixty years of accrued power! At the Huang-level Grandmaster stage, one should only be able to manifest a Level One Grandmaster Domain, yet Yang Yi could unleash Level Two—one could only imagine the terrifying implications!

Yang Yi’s Grandmaster Domain was Mental Erosion. It utilized an outward projection of invisible True Qi, forming a physical current that instantly enveloped the enemy, followed by the slow erosion of their cognitive faculties by his unique Yi Jin Jing inner cultivation method, shattering their capacity for thought.

This type of Grandmaster Domain was something even ability users could not match, as their so-called spiritual power was also used only to control their respective powers!

"Bad!"

"Eighth Brother, we are no match for this guy! He actually released a Level Two Grandmaster Domain!"

"Where is Tenth Brother?"

"It's over... Tenth Brother has been captured by them."

"Haha... Don't even think about moving today; you’ll all stay right here under my command!" Yang Yi laughed wildly, his figure flashing, stirring trails of thermal currents.

In an instant—the two Chinese youths found their bodies utterly paralyzed. They knew deep down they had fallen into Yang Yi's trap; a Grandmaster Domain was no laughing matter.

Gritting his teeth, the youth roared, "We'll fight him to the death!"

"Fight?" Yang Yi found the word amusing. When had he not desperately wanted to escape the confines of a Grandmaster Domain himself? But repeated failures had taught him clearly: within the Domain, the caster was a god, and he, the victim, was merely an ant awaiting slaughter. "I really hate remembering those days when that wicked old man bullied me!"

"Eighth Brother, I can't move, and... my head feels increasingly... dizzy..."

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother..."

"Peng!" Before he could finish speaking, a spot on his body sustained a powerful impact, and his entire frame collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Hmph!" Yang Yi let out a cold snort, taking a deep breath and drawing in his aura; the terrifying, sweat-inducing pressure instantly vanished.

"Dragon Lord!" Long Yi approached with an expression tinged with excitement, calling out to Yang Yi.

"What is it?"

"Dragon Lord, what you just released—was that a Level Two Grandmaster Domain?"

"It was!" Yang Yi's brow showed a flicker of confusion before he added, "It's just a Level Two Grandmaster Domain. With your current strength, once you advance a few more stages, you'll be able to use it!"

"..........." Long Yi clutched his chest, suddenly overcome with an urge to vomit blood. When it came to martial arts, he, Long Yi, was an expert. A Level One Domain manifested only upon reaching the second stage of the Huang-level Grandmaster realm. Level Two was a super skill only attainable by those above the Qing-level Grandmaster, let alone higher levels.

In fact, generally speaking, the Grandmaster Domains were divided into six stages: Grandmaster Level One Domain—Huang-level Grandmaster realm, generated upon reaching the second stage. Grandmaster Level Two Domain—Qing-level Grandmaster realm, generated upon reaching the first stage. Grandmaster Level Three Domain—Qing-level Grandmaster realm, generated upon reaching the second stage. Grandmaster Level Four Domain—Xiao Grandmaster realm, generated upon reaching the first stage. Grandmaster Level Five Domain—Xiao Grandmaster realm, generated upon reaching the second stage. Grandmaster Level Six Domain (a supremely formidable domain)—Only achievable after reaching the later stages of the Da Grandmaster level. In the current world, few people could reach this stage, so Long Yi's desire to vomit blood was understandable!

Yang Yi glanced at the two figures lying on the ground, then moved to Murong Lianxue's side. He swiftly struck a long, precise pressure point on the youth. "You all take care of these three. I have temporarily sealed their meridians! I trust they won't escape your custody."

"Yes!" The Ten Army Generals and the others, snapping out of their daze, quickly responded.

########################## At that very moment, in a secret location, the expression of one youth suddenly changed drastically.

"Sixth Brother, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No!" replied the youth called Sixth Brother, shaking his head.

"Is it time for your medicine?" asked a youth ranked fifth.

"No... I just suddenly felt a pang of anxiety in my heart. It seems Eighth Brother and the others have run into trouble!"

Hearing his Sixth Brother say this, the Seventh Ranked youth interjected, "Fifth Brother, I feel it too. Could it be that Eighth Brother and the others are truly in danger?"

"The six of us brothers are linked by the same root, so no matter which one of us is injured or runs into trouble, we will sense it!" The one called Fifth Brother did not deny sensing a wave of anxiety himself, and he quickly added, "Let's go report to the Lord first, and then we'll go out to find Eighth Brother and the others."

"Good, let's go!"

As the three youths finished speaking, their figures had already vanished from the secret location.