Li Chang'an was already struggling to deal with Lei Dong and Ding Wanyan, and seeing the masked woman who had joined the fight also possess astonishing combat power made his heart plummet. What was going on with the Qi Refining disciples these days? Why was each one more monstrous than the last? He immediately pushed his Yin Fiend Great Art to its limit; the hazy fiendish energy condensed into a ball of mist, surging out to meet the Spirit Slaying Finger unleashed by Dongfang Fu, who was bolstered by her Profound Yin Great Art.

Pffft, pffft, pffft—the azure finger force, having pierced through the fiend mist, seemed utterly exhausted. It struck his Profound Yin Shield with the effect of raindrops hitting water, merely stirring up ripples. This demonstrated that even though Li Chang'an was only at the third layer of Foundation Establishment, his long life had gifted him considerable combat experience. At this moment, Li Chang'an had no way to express his suffering; being cornered to this extent by three juniors was a first in his life. What truly prevented him from unleashing his full combat strength, however, was the inscrutable, mysterious black-robed cultivator—his Second Martial Uncle. He didn't know when, but the man had already drifted to the edge of the battlefield, his refined and powerful divine sense hanging over Li Chang'an, faint yet constant. That oppressive feeling of constantly having to guard against the Uncle accumulating power to strike nearly made Li Chang'an spew blood.

However, Lei Dong seized a moment of respite when Li Chang'an’s attention was split between Ding Wanyan and Dongfang Fu, causing the Black Flame Sword pursuing him to momentarily falter. Mid-air, he thrust a foot forward, his entire body dissolving into a faint ghostly silhouette, instantly flanking the Black Flame Sword. With a sweep of his hand, the Nirvana Dharma Wheel, trailing that sliver of mournful flame, whistled mournfully as it sliced towards the Black Flame Sword.

Li Chang'an’s divine sense was largely occupied elsewhere, even if the Black Flame Sword was a decent spiritual artifact. But Lei Dong's supreme Nirvana Dharma Wheel was no less powerful than a typical high-grade spiritual artifact, and its primary damage relied on sharp cutting force. Striking its flank head-on, it actually cleaved the Black Flame Sword in two with a single stroke. This afforded him a moment of catharsis; being chased so miserably by that sword earlier, if he hadn't grasped the intricacies of the Ghost Shadow Evasion Technique to a subtle level, he might have suffered a serious loss.

With the Black Flame Sword severed, the wildly dancing, agile black flames immediately dimmed. Like dead fish, the two halves plummeted downwards simultaneously. Li Chang'an's tethered divine sense suffered a shock; his body convulsed, and a mouthful of blood threatened to surge up his throat. His face paled as he secretly cursed his confusion: that circular cyan magical artifact looked remarkably similar to the Nirvana Dharma Wheel, the renowned signature weapon of the Myriad Ghosts Ancestor? This fellow at the tenth layer of Qi Refining was truly a monster.

But the tide of battle allowed him no time for deep thought. Ding Wanyan and Dongfang Fu were beings even more terrifying than Lei Dong. One using the Yin Fiend Great Art, the other the Profound Yin Great Art, they both launched fierce assaults on Li Chang'an. Simultaneously, the hundred ghosts shrieked incessantly, seizing the opportunity to desperately gnaw at his Profound Yin Shield. The Phantom Ghost Guards, at some unknown time, had slipped into the chaos behind Li Chang'an, poised to strike.

What gave Li Chang'an a greater headache was that red fire bird. Though not particularly agile, the flames it spewed demanded his full attention with the mid-grade Black Flame Magical Shield, and he still needed to conjure a few Fiend Lightning bolts from time to repel it.

Under such disadvantage, Li Chang'an almost lost the will to fight on. These three juniors were vicious one after another, beating him back until he could no longer counterattack effectively. Fortunately, he had already established his immortal foundation, his meridians clear, his True Qi inexhaustible. Otherwise, how could he possibly cope with three juniors growing fiercer as the fight progressed?

What’s more, there was an even more ruthless presence watching him covetously from the sidelines. Li Chang'an's fighting spirit waned; all he felt was deep-seated hatred for this group. The foundation he had painstakingly built over the years was about to be ruined in an instant.

The instant the thought of escape surfaced, Li Chang'an’s aura noticeably weakened. Ding Wanyan, possessing the Yin Fiend Body, wielded the Yin Fiend Great Art with even greater might. Twisting her body in mid-air, the surrounding fiendish energy abruptly retracted inwards. She slapped out with her bare palm; wind and clouds churned as if all the fiendish energy had concentrated in that one strike, transforming into a vicious Fiend Ghost nearly ten feet tall, baring its fangs and claws, aggressively lunging at Li Chang'an.

Dongfang Fu, unwilling to be outdone, also retracted her dense, fiend-white Profound Yin Qi, swiftly forming hand seals.

Just then, Li Chang'an's Yin Fiend energy erupted, forcing back the fire bird. He then abruptly transformed into a faint, ethereal mist, intending to dart away in the confusion. He had forgotten about the Phantom Ghost Guards, who had vanished amidst the fray, operating under Lei Dong’s silent command, waiting for the perfect moment. Lei Dong had long known that with his Second Martial Uncle present, Li Chang'an would never settle for a protracted fight and would inevitably try to flee. Furthermore, someone accustomed to holding positions of authority and clinging to power, while perhaps experienced, would likely lack true, reckless courage. Even when cornered, they wouldn't dare execute a truly desperate maneuver like the Blood Evasion Technique. Thus, he would most likely resort to the Yin Fiend Great Art’s accompanying escape method: the Yin Fiend Evasion.

Lei Dong had witnessed the Yin Fiend Evasion multiple times on his Martial Sister. Seizing the instant he had just transformed, the forgotten Phantom Ghost Guards launched a fierce attack. Two sharp spikes whistled sharply, blasting out a cloud of ghostly light, plunging deep into the fiend mist.

“Ah~”

Under the intense impact, Li Chang'an let out a piercing scream. Within the fiend mist, his figure flickered faintly, and his face could be seen—deathly pale. Simultaneously, the Ghost Fiend Palm, fully unleashed by Ding Wanyan, struck. A violent explosion scattered everywhere, raising waves of ripples. Even though Li Chang'an was at the third layer of Foundation Establishment with astonishing defenses, he was still flesh and blood, not an indestructible diamond body.

Not only was the Yin Fiend Evasion broken, but Li Chang'an suffered another severe blow from that fierce and domineering palm strike. He materialized fully, unable to stop a torrent of blood from spraying out. His eyes filled with terror and hatred, a streak of ruthless determination flashing across his ashen face. It seemed only at this point did he resolve to use the desperate, life-risking Blood Evasion Technique.

However, he had forgotten about someone else. The moment Dongfang Fu retracted her Profound Yin Qi, she had intended to match Ding Wanyan and unleash a full-power Spirit Slaying Finger. But in that instant, she received a mental transmission from Lei Dong, paused briefly, and then changed her mind.

The refined and dense Profound Yin Qi churned like ocean waves at extreme speed. Wherever it passed, the scene turned ashen white, the temperature plummeted, and the moisture in the air condensed into countless snowflakes, drifting down.

“Ice Seal Ten Thousand Miles.”

In the blink of an eye, this move covered the dozens of feet in front of Dongfang Fu. The surging Profound Yin Qi abruptly solidified, forming a realm of ice and snow. Li Chang'an, just beginning to activate the Blood Evasion Technique, was completely frozen by Dongfang Fu, his entire body covered in rime and ice. This also showed that Dongfang Fu's mastery of Ice Seal Ten Thousand Miles was still lacking; she couldn't control it at will.

Otherwise, this single move could have concentrated almost all the cold energy onto him, finishing him in one strike. Still, for someone of Dongfang Fu's age and cultivation, managing to freeze a radius of tens of feet in a single blow was already exceptional. After executing this move, the lower half of Dongfang Fu’s face, which was exposed, turned ghastly pale and bloodless.

Crack... Crack.

As expected of a third-layer Foundation Establishment expert, even after repeated heavy blows and being encased in ice, he could still struggle slightly. The frost and ice around his body were visibly beginning to splinter.

“Brothers of the Myriad Ghosts Cave, show mercy!” A streak of light shot in from the horizon.

“Damn Li, you dared to abduct my sister and injure my father!” The pent-up malice in Lei Dong’s heart seemed to erupt at this moment: “My Myriad Ghosts Banner is lacking a principal soul; I’ll use you to fill the spot.”

Bang~

The ice shattered. Hearing Lei Dong’s furious roar, Li Chang'an’s heart shook violently. He felt both indignation and regret. So this was the young man from the Lei family. If he had known, he should have negotiated properly.

But none present were three-year-old children. Seeing aid arrive, they would certainly not give him a chance to turn the tables again. The Phantom Ghost Guards, the fire bird, Ding Wanyan’s suddenly manifested Profound Fiend Sword, and Lei Dong’s Nirvana Dharma Wheel all simultaneously surged toward Li Chang'an.

“Show mercy!” A man’s voice boomed from within the streak of light. A flying sword shot out, growing larger as it approached, carrying extraordinary momentum. It was clearly intended to save Li Chang'an’s life.

Second Martial Uncle Wang Kang, who had been assisting from the sidelines, raised an eyebrow and roared, “You’re courting death!”

His surrounding fiendish energy surged violently, sweeping towards the flying sword in the streak of light.

Boom~