"Brother, you must avenge me! Those damned bastards beat me to this state! Look at my arm, look at my chest, look at my stomach—my guts are spilling out! How could they be so vicious? I'm so pathetic..." The moment Liang Xiaoke, who had been lying on the ground, barely clinging to life, saw that the person arriving was Ye Jingyu, he scrambled up, grabbed his own intestines with one hand, rushed to Ye Jingyu's side, and wailed dramatically, tears and snot streaming down his face...

Seeing Liang Xiaoke’s appearance of utter, extreme misery, Ye Jingyu’s eyes practically rolled out of his head. Even if you were truly beaten half to death, did you have to put on such a show? Did he think Ye Jingyu would just stand by if he saw him being bullied?

And forcibly pulling out his own intestines—what was the point of that theatrics?

He pulled Liang Xiaoke behind him with one hand and took a deliberate step forward.

“I’ll give you a chance to commit suicide now. I’ll leave your bodies intact...” A voice, cold and overwhelmingly domineering, emanated from Ye Jingyu’s mouth.

The Seven Killing Wolves froze on the spot, staring blankly at Ye Jingyu, momentarily stunned. After a significant pause, the leader among them suddenly burst into boisterous laughter.

“You want us to commit suicide? You’re giving us a chance? Hahaha... You’re killing me! You should be saying that to yourself!” The leader laughed breathlessly, struggling to catch his breath. They were Sixth-Grade Demon Lords; the seven of them combined didn't fear even a Seventh-Grade Demon Lord. This skinny fellow before them looked even less imposing than the zombie nearby. What right did he have to order them to kill themselves? Had he lost his mind?

All seven broke into laughter, looking at Ye Jingyu as if he were an utter fool.

“It seems you decline. In that case, then die!” Ye Jingyu snorted coldly, his body instantly blurring into an afterimage as he lunged toward the foremost figure. The Heaven Venerable Blade materialized in his hand without delay.

Seeing Ye Jingyu charging toward them at incredible speed, the leading giant let out a cold snort, drawing a massive battle-axe easily over ten feet long. He swung it directly toward Ye Jingyu, intending to cleave him in two with a single stroke.

When he saw the axe cleaving down toward him, Ye Jingyu showed no intention of dodging; instead, he brought his blade up in a reverse grip, slashing directly upward.

A dazzling blade radiance illuminated the entire void, even dazzling the eyes of the Seven Killing Wolves. However, relying on their profound sensory perception, the leader registered that Ye Jingyu intended to meet his strike head-on.

An unnatural, triumphant smile spread across his face. The Heavenly Wolf Giant race combined the agility of wolves with the immense power of giants. At the same cultivation level, few races could withstand the sheer strength of a Heavenly Wolf clan member. For this human to choose a brute-force contest—wasn't this courting death?

He could already envision the bloody scene of Ye Jingyu being split in half by his axe...

The other six Killing Wolves showed no inclination to intervene; similar smug grins adorned their faces. To compete in strength against their leader—what was that but suicide? They even began to mock Ye Jingyu’s overestimation of his own capabilities...

With a tremendous boom, the Heaven Venerable Blade and the gigantic battle-axe collided heavily. Immediately, the leader’s towering body was sent flying backward, and the battle-axe in his hand was cleanly severed in two by the blade. The sharp blade energy carved a long, bleeding gash across the leader’s torso...

The smiles of the other six Killing Wolves vanished instantly. They instinctively rubbed their eyes—surely they weren't dreaming? Their leader had actually lost a contest of raw power against this seemingly insignificant human? In that instant, they hadn't sensed any elemental power, it seemed to be a pure physical confrontation! Why had their leader lost?

While the six were still reeling in astonishment, Ye Jingyu’s Heaven Venerable Blade was already sweeping out again, a blade radiance easily spanning a hundred feet, completely engulfing the Six Killing Wolves.

“Kill...” Feeling the terrifying power Ye Jingyu wielded, the Six Killing Wolves dared not hold back any longer. They roared in unison, each drawing a massive battle-axe and charging toward Ye Jingyu’s enormous blade radiance.

Rumble... Six deafening impacts followed. The six axes were all shattered by the blade radiance, and the immense recoil forced the six to stagger backward repeatedly.

“Your weapons are subpar, so I won’t bully you with my blade. If you have the guts, take this one move from me!” Ye Jingyu bellowed, then swiftly retracted the Heaven Venerable Blade into the Thunder Aperture housed in his right palm, sprinting toward the Seven Killing Wolves at full speed.

“I’ll take your punch!” Seeing Ye Jingyu stow away his blade and opt instead for a bare-knuckle confrontation, the fighting spirit of the Seven Killing Wolves was completely ignited. The leader, who had just been cleaved away by the blade, stood up again, clenching his fist and meeting Ye Jingyu head-on. He refused to believe he was truly inferior to this slender human.

Just as his figure was about to clash with Ye Jingyu’s, Ye Jingyu suddenly pulled out a massive, ancient azure bell and, without hesitation, hurled it toward the leader...

The leader’s heart seized in terror. He had never expected Ye Jingyu to produce a weapon at this juncture, let alone such a bizarre one. Without a second thought, he immediately raised both arms to block the azure bell.

Crack... The leader’s arms were smashed into fragments, followed by a miserable shriek that was abruptly silenced. The reason was simple: the azure bell had pulverized the leader’s head...

Furthermore, against the sheer force exerted by Ye Jingyu, the Eastern Emperor Bell transformed into an absolute brutalizer, not only crushing the leader's skull but also smashing his formidable physical body into pulp...

The entire area fell silent in shock. What was that thing? How could it be so indestructible? It had pulverized the body of a Sixth-Grade Demon Lord!

“You despicable human! Didn't you say you wouldn’t use the blade?” a Heavenly Wolf Giant shouted out.

“Indeed, I didn't use a blade,” Ye Jingyu replied casually...

The remaining six paused, looking at the massive ancient bell in his hand. He truly hadn't used his blade.

“A bunch of idiots. How could that scoundrel Jingyu possibly fight you barehanded without using a weapon? Gaining the greatest profit with the minimum cost is his nature... As for calling it despicable? That’s not being despicable, that’s being shameless...” From nearby, where he lay recovering under a tree, Liang Xiaoke flashed a look of disdain toward the six Heavenly Wolf figures...

At this moment, the essence of the fallen leader erupted outward. The black banner and the twelve white bone chopsticks located in Ye Jingyu’s Sea of Consciousness seemed to sense something, vibrating intensely within his mind...

(Apologies, I intended to write four thousand characters before sleeping, but I am too exhausted and have only managed this much. I will write more when I wake up tomorrow! Brothers should also go to bed early!)