“Little Jingzi, your sister can’t beat him, you go!” The dried-up body of the Hanba reformed in the void, immediately diving into the Twelve Heavenly Witches Extinction Array. What a joke; she hadn't managed to fully condense her true form yet, only barely managing to shape herself using the energy of flesh and blood. To be shattered by a single punch like that—if she took a few more hits, she wouldn't even be able to maintain her form. That would be disastrous!

The man was none other than the 'Lord Yuan' mentioned by Mu Helin. He shattered the Hanba with one punch and then darted rapidly toward Medusa. He was very interested in this woman who had once escaped from his grasp.

In the blink of an eye—or perhaps even before half a blink had passed—he was in front of Medusa, throwing out another effortless punch.

Ye Jingyu couldn't reach her in time to intervene. He watched as the punch landed directly on Medusa's chest. Medusa, who held the rank of Demon King, didn't even have time to grunt before she was blasted away, a mist of blood erupting from her sternum. A gaping hole marred her chest, so large that only strips of flesh remained on either side. If not for the power within her maintaining her structure, her lower body might have simply fallen away.

Ye Jingyu shook the Chi You Banner in his hand, and a beam of dark light shot toward the sky, instantly wrapping around Medusa and pulling her close. Nine Phoenix was already lunging forward, shaking the Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner, channeling intense water elemental energy into Medusa’s body to slowly mend the damage.

Although water power lacked the vibrancy of wood power, it could still provide a degree of healing. Moreover, Yao Rao pulled out handfuls of elixirs and poured them into Medusa’s mouth. Such severe injuries—even for a Demon King, she couldn't withstand many more blows like that.

After blasting Medusa away, Yuan did not immediately attack. Instead, he waved a hand toward Mu, who signaled in response and dove toward Liang Xiaoke. Yuan himself turned to face Ye Jingyu, his gaze sweeping over the Chi You Banner in Ye Jingyu’s hand and the Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner held by Nine Phoenix, clearly recognizing the extraordinary nature of both artifacts.

“Heaven-level physical strength, Heaven-level power cultivation, Heaven-level… Hmm? You possess no soul? No, your soul and flesh are completely merged. You… you are a Wu?” Yuan took a glance at Ye Jingyu and immediately discerned his true strength. He had expected a powerful Primordial Spirit, but he hadn't anticipated his soul being utterly fused with his body. This was the very demon race that had driven his own kin into the abyss in the Primordial Era.

“But so what if you are a Wu? You are merely a Heaven-level Witch Body, and one that has only recently entered the Heaven-level. How can you possibly be my opponent? Die, Reversal * Annihilation Battle Fist!” Before Ye Jingyu could reply, the man spoke again, a look of smugness spreading across his face. He was just a Wu who had barely reached the Heaven level; what was there to worry about?

He threw a punch across the distance. No light flashed, no power visibly surged, yet Ye Jingyu felt a sudden, agonizing pain in his chest, which then began to visibly cave inward.

“Crack, crack…” Only then did the sound of shattering bones ring out. A puff of bloody mist erupted from his chest as fragmented bone shards pierced his heart.

“Hmph…” Ye Jingyu groaned in pain, nearly fainting, and felt a relentless force actively destroying his body. The Overlord Yuan Power within him circulated frantically; Lightning Power, Star Power, and Flame Power surged forth comprehensively. Even the Eastern Emperor Bell continuously emitted a soft green light, shielding his heart meridian, preventing that single punch from utterly obliterating him.

However, his body was hurled several hundred zhang by the impact. Every soldier he collided with along the way exploded into fragments. He finally crashed heavily onto the ground, carving out a massive crater.

“A-Yu…” Seeing Ye Jingyu flung away, Nine Phoenix cried out in alarm and moved to rush toward him. But when she saw Ye Jingyu stagger to his feet, she felt a wave of relief.

But Yuan, high in the sky, displayed sheer horror. His punch should have been enough to reduce Ye Jingyu’s body to dust. How could he appear mostly unharmed, save for coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood? Had his own power truly regressed to this extent? Or was this physical body simply that formidable?

Unwilling to believe it, Yuan plunged downward, rushing straight into the Twelve Heavenly Witches Extinction Array, aiming to reach Ye Jingyu. A figure the color of fiery red intercepted him.

Seeing the person materialize out of thin air, Yuan’s face filled with dread. This figure bore a striking resemblance to one of the Witches depicted in the murals he had seen in his childhood. Even the aura was identical to how his father had described it. His forward momentum halted instantly.

“Kill him for me!” As Yuan paused, Ye Jingyu’s body had already straightened up. He wiped his hands across his chest, and his wounds began to heal rapidly. With the Eastern Emperor Bell protecting his heart, how could Yuan’s power possibly destroy him?

As he spoke, a massive black seal appeared in Ye Jingyu’s hand: the Heaven-Toppling Seal.

While Yuan was still stunned, the Heaven-Toppling Seal materialized above his head, sized like a small mountain. Wind and fire intertwined on its surface, water and earth merged, and countless bolts of lightning flickered, unleashing immense oppressive pressure.

Such terrifying might sent a jolt through Yuan’s heart. He didn’t doubt for a second that if the Heaven-Toppling Seal actually struck him, even his body would be smashed to pieces.

Did such a great treasure truly exist in the mortal realm?

His body transformed into a streak of light, attempting to evade to the side, but Zhurong’s figure appeared precisely in the spot Yuan was trying to escape to. There was no need for hesitation; Zhurong unleashed a single punch.

If Ye Jingyu willed him dead, he had to die…

Furious flames instantly erupted around his fist, giving the impression of a miniature sun exploding. The surrounding temperature soared, and the blinding firelight illuminated everything.

Yuan was inwardly enraged. So this fellow was all flash and no substance after all! His power was merely at the Heaven level. I thought he was stronger than me? Still, his power output was definitely inferior to mine, but this flame’s temperature is a little too high, isn’t it?

This was why Yuan was astonished. But whether astonished or enraged, he threw out a punch of his own…

“Rumble…” A deafening sound shattered the void entirely, and a mass of dark light instantly erupted, spreading outward. Sensing such immense explosive force, Ye Jingyu’s expression changed, and he cried out in alarm, “Retreat quickly…”

(This is the last day of the month, brothers; any tickets you hold won’t accrue value. Throw them all down! There will be more updates later!)