The man approaching sported striking white hair and was clad in a black long robe—could it be anyone other than Ye Jingyu?

As Long Zimu’s punch landed, a powerful gust of wind erupted, whipping Ye Jingyu’s white hair wildly, while the massive claw continued its relentless trajectory forward, making Ye Jingyu look like a mere fly before him.

Yet, even facing such odds, Ye Jingyu delivered a punch without hesitation—a straight jab, a straight punch blazing with ferocious fire.

To an outsider, Ye Jingyu’s action resembled a fly extending a tiny limb toward the hand about to swat it. But to Long Zimu, this punch carried a soul-shaking force, especially the flames erupting from his fist, which rivaled the destructive flames of the Purple Flame Clan.

But now it was too late to retract the strike. All Long Zimu could do was commit every ounce of his power to annihilate them both.

Silver light burst forth from his colossal wolf claw, accelerating its forward grasp even further...

With a deafening BOOM, Ye Jingyu’s fist slammed squarely into Long Zimu’s wolf claw. Crimson flames instantly engulfed the limb. Fortunately, streaks of silver light erupted across Long Zimu’s arm, narrowly preventing the devastating blaze from consuming him. However, the immense power contained within Ye Jingyu’s punch caused Long Zimu’s entire arm to tremble, and the sheer force blasted his body backward through the air...

Everyone watched the entire spectacle, eyes wide open, jaws slack. Especially Pink Drop, Red Wind, and Blue Moon, the three Demon Monarchs who had just rushed back; they stared in utter disbelief. Their expressions were akin to witnessing a fly suddenly knock a grown man flying.

With another massive BOOM, Long Zimu’s huge frame crashed heavily onto the ground, carving out a deep earth pit and kicking up huge clouds of dust.

Silver flashes streaked across the area, and Long Zimu’s body began to shrink, gradually returning to human size. His gaze was locked onto Ye Jingyu, finally sweeping past Ye Jingyu to focus on the ten-year-old purple-haired girl standing behind him: Hei Ming Shixuan.

It wasn't just Long Zimu who noticed Hei Ming Shixuan’s presence; Red Wind, Pink Drop, and Blue Moon realized it almost simultaneously. She was, after all, their primary objective for coming here.

“Who are you people?” Sensing the weight of their four gazes, Ye Jingyu snorted coldly.

“Long Zimu of the Werewolf Clan!” Long Zimu stood up, somehow having donned a white long robe again, his pale hands tucked deep within his sleeves.

Red Wind, Pink Drop, and Blue Moon also seemed to sense Ye Jingyu’s formidable strength. The four of them shifted into a pincer formation, subtly surrounding Ye Jingyu.

“Oh? The Werewolf Clan, are you? But I don’t know you. Why are you here?” Ye Jingyu showed no concern for their encirclement, and his words nearly made the four Demon Monarchs roll their eyes out of sheer frustration.

Who were they? They were the Ten Great Demon Monarchs of the Werewolf Clan, nine-rank supreme masters! Their names echoed loudly throughout the Demon Realm. Forget the Panbulas Grassland; even in the most remote corners, demons knew their reputations. And this fellow claimed not to recognize them? It was infuriatingly dismissive!

“We are here to take her!” Despite their annoyance, Ye Jingyu’s evident power meant Long Zimu and the others dared not be careless. Suppressing their anger, Long Zimu spoke flatly.

“Heh, she is my sister. You intend to take her right in front of me? Aren’t you being a bit too arrogant?” Hearing this, Ye Jingyu offered a faint smile.

“Do you truly believe you can stop us with your strength alone?” The four Demon Monarchs simultaneously stepped forward, unleashing a wave of immense, crushing pressure.

“Heh, who said I am alone?” Ye Jingyu merely smiled calmly. The strength of these four combined was indeed too much for him to overcome; even deploying the Twelve Heavenly Witch Annihilation Array would be difficult. But why should he fight them all by himself? His goal was to achieve the greatest result with the minimum cost.

As his words faded, the brothers Wu Yuan, Wu Hui, and Wu Qing stepped forward. Liang Xiaoke also ambled out slowly, and Yue Hen’s silhouette materialized beside them. Five powerful auras, all reaching the nine-rank Demon Monarch level, erupted fully.

Even Fox Yanqi leaped onto a nearby hilltop, drawing the Sun-Setting Arrow onto the Sun-Setting Bow, aiming a terrifying power directly at Long Zimu’s heart...

Feeling these multiple waves of potent energy, the faces of the four changed drastically. They never imagined such a congregation of nine-rank Demon Monarchs would be gathered here.

“Xue Wu Yuan, Yue Hen, what are you doing here? Do you intend to stand against our Werewolf Clan?” Pink Drop, clad in pink gauze, glared coldly at the nine-rank Demon Monarchs standing behind Ye Jingyu.

The three Wu brothers and Yue Hen exchanged glances before simultaneously taking a step forward, speaking in unison: “We have sworn allegiance to Lord Ye. His matters are our matters!”

Their voices were booming, and their tone was so resolute that Long Zimu and his three companions momentarily froze, stunned. Lord Ye? This must be a human? And they swore fealty to a human?

After quickly assessing the battlefield situation, Long Zimu realized that under normal circumstances, the four of them handling the other four might not be impossible. But now, they had the unfathomably strong Ye Jingyu, plus that pale-faced individual. The difficulty level was astronomical. Yet, they could not fail the decree delivered by the Sovereign.

Long Zimu glanced at his three companions; a shared understanding passed between them...

With a swift swoosh, Long Zimu shot forward. His long sleeve revealed his pale hand, and an extremely thin rapier materialized at his fingertip, stabbing directly toward Ye Jingyu...

Meanwhile, Pink Drop suddenly pulled out an object resembling a conch shell. A pink light flashed across her silver eyes as she blew forcefully into it. A massive sonic wave erupted, instantly making Ye Jingyu and the others feel as if thunder were buzzing deafeningly in their ears, stars swimming before their eyes—they were completely disoriented.

At this crucial moment, Blue Moon and Red Wind darted toward Hei Ming Shixuan. The time for questioning how Ye Jingyu managed to gather these Demon Monarchs was over; capturing Hei Ming Shixuan was now the absolute priority...

(Three chapters today; finally, one chapter is saved in reserve. Once three chapters are saved, I will unleash the full burst!) To the Readers: Uploaded for you at 0:06 AM.