At this moment, Fang Jiuyou's four guards arrived simultaneously, while beside Xuanyuan Ruoxing, in addition to the trio of Bai Tianyu, there were now three Martial Saints and one True Immortal clone, instantly tipping the scales of power into a strange sort of balance between the two factions...

Seeing Xuanyuan Ruoxing deploy three Martial Saints, Fang Jiuyou gritted his teeth in furious jealousy. Lately, whether traveling or engaging in other matters, it had always been the Martial Saints under his command handling things, whereas the strongest escorting Xuanyuan Ruoxing had only been a Grandmaster. Now, suddenly, there were three Martial Saints, and moreover, Saints whose auras were concealed so perfectly—this bastard had been deceiving him all along.

Thinking this, Fang Jiuyou secretly confirmed that Xuanyuan Ruoxing had been using him from the very start, only letting his true colors show when his lust was ignited by the sight of Yaoyao...

"Xuanyuan Ruoxing, do you truly believe that adding a few Martial Saints and securing the backing of a True Immortal makes you my match? Let me tell you, you are done for today; not even a god could save you..." Gazing at Xuanyuan Ruoxing, who was surrounded and possessed by a True Immortal clone, Fang Jiuyou let out a cold snort. With a single wave of his hand, a grayish-brown net shot toward the sky, instantly weaving a barrier around the area within moments...

"This is the Sky-Netting Trap, a magical treasure activated by my vital blood. Unless you kill me, none of you will ever leave. But tell me, can you kill me?" A cruel grin spread across Fang Jiuyou's lips as a long chain materialized in his hand...

Feeling the pervasive Sky-Netting Trap overhead, Xuanyuan Ruoxing's expression flickered violently; clearly, Mr. Yu, who was currently inhabiting him, sensed the immense power of this creation.

Of course, if Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke were present to hear the term 'magical treasure,' they would be greatly astonished, as such items were unique to true cultivators, concepts entirely different from Soul Artifacts...

Evidently, however, Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke had no thought of following. After initiating the main confrontation, Ye Jingyu led Huangfu Buyue and the rest directly towards the City Lord's Estate.

"Brother Ye, are we really going to storm in so openly?" Standing on the street outside the City Lord's Estate, gazing up at the largest structure in Miao City, Huangfu Buyue said with a touch of reluctance.

After seeing Fang Jiuyou and his group depart, their contingent had headed straight here, their purpose naturally being the rescue of Xuanyuan Ruohan...

"Of course. Am I supposed to sneak in like a common thief?" Ye Jingyu rolled his eyes, as if Huangfu Buyue had asked a truly idiotic question...

"But we're here to save someone..." Huangfu Buyue started to say that rescuing someone required caution, not such blatant action, but Ye Jingyu cut him off before he could finish.

"We are here to save someone, yes! Do you think we're here for a shopping trip?" As he spoke, Ye Jingyu's body blurred, already shooting toward the main gate of the City Lord's Estate...

He threw a direct punch at the guards standing several meters from the entrance. A burst of violent kinetic energy erupted, instantly shattering the dozen or so guards stationed there and smashing the ten-foot-tall iron gate along with its entire lintel. The tremendous noise instantly alarmed the entire City Lord's Estate...

"Brother Ye, we're here to save people, not cause destruction!" Following behind Ye Jingyu's brute-force entry, Huangfu Buyue shouted out.

"Mm, I know we're here to save people. Isn't this me saving them?" While speaking, Ye Jingyu launched another punch across the empty space, instantly obliterating a squad of soldiers that had just rushed out...

He walked down the main thoroughfare of the City Lord's Estate as if nothing were amiss. Yaoyao, clad in a tight, long blue dress, followed closely behind him. Watching his composed silhouette, observing the absolute power with which he cut down scores of people with effortless gestures, an unusual light began to flicker in her sapphire eyes...

"But does saving people require killing this many? Does it require leveling the place? Shouldn't we hurry to save Ruohan?" Huangfu Buyue kept pace beside Ye Jingyu, watching as the violent force of his punch shattered several nearby structures while he was dispatching the troop of soldiers; everywhere they passed, the ground was leveled by the sheer, overwhelming kinetic energy...

"You're right. We are here to save people, not to demolish things. I should probably use a bit less strength," Ye Jingyu said, seemingly accepting Huangfu Buyue's suggestion. Yet, he raised a hand and unleashed a palm strike—the Heavenly Punishment Palm. The immense force instantly pulverized a small, three-story building, turning the soldiers inside, who hadn't managed to flee, into a bloody pulp. A thick, coppery scent rapidly diffused through the air...

Seeing Ye Jingyu carve a direct path of slaughter, witnessing him continually unleash his power, Huangfu Buyue gave up on trying to persuade him further.

He knew that no matter what he said, Ye Jingyu would not rescue Ruohan until he had thoroughly wrecked this City Lord's Estate. Worried for Xuanyuan Ruohan, he delayed no longer, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he surged forward...

"Hey, where are you rushing off to, kid? Do you even know where she is?" Ye Jingyu yelled out as he watched Huangfu Buyue speed ahead, but even as he cursed, he showed no inclination to hold back. Punch after punch, palm after palm, he struck—not sparing a single life, nor leaving a single structure intact...

In a short time, relying solely on his own strength, he fought his way into the main hall where the City Lord, Xuanyuan Hai, resided.

In the courtyard outside the hall, the City Lord's Estate's strongest contingent was assembled: four Grandmasters, ten Masters, and dozens of Innate Martial Masters...

They stood fully armed, protecting a stout man dressed in brocade robes who held a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl tightly in his arms.

When they saw the white-haired Ye Jingyu striding toward them step by step, cold sweat began to bead and stream down the backs of everyone present...

It seemed as though what approached them was not a man, but a demon emerging from hell...

Miao City, currently a border city to Tianyuan City, served as the primary gateway to the Western Chu Empire, meaning its defenses were naturally impregnable. As the hub governing Miao City, the City Lord's Estate boasted the strongest fortifications, with at least a thousand high-level martial artists guarding the exterior alone. Yet, those thousand elite guards had all been annihilated by the man before them in less than fifteen minutes. What manner of strength was this? Especially after witnessing him reduce an entire pavilion to dust with a single palm strike, everyone present felt the urge to weep...

(Guess who will die in the duel between Little Jiu and Little Xing?)