99: Chapter 99 Annihilating a Level 3 Late-Stage Demon

Wang Yuyan felt his surging aura and suddenly looked up.

Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Ye Yun... he is actually a Great Martial Master Sixth Level?!"

The giant ape was also stunned for a moment; it clearly hadn't expected this tiny human before it to have hidden his strength so deeply.

But immediately after, it roared in fury, beat its chest with both fists, and lunged at Ye Yun!

Its massive fist, carrying world-destroying power, smashed down fiercely.

Ye Yun did not retreat; he gently placed Wang Yuyan beside a boulder behind him.

He whispered, "Wait for me," and then turned around.

Facing the giant ape's fist, he punched out!

Setting Sun Fist, First Form — Rising Setting Sun!

The golden fist radiance collided with the giant ape's fist with a boom, and a violent shockwave exploded outward.

The surrounding ground was shattered with countless cracks, and trees were snapped at the roots.

Ye Yun let out a muffled groan, flew backward, crashed into a large tree behind him, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

The giant ape didn't have it easy either; a deep crack appeared on its fist, and black blood dripped down.

It roared and lunged again.

Ye Yun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Battle Intent in his eyes burning even brighter.

He drew the burning snow sword and alternated between the second and third forms of the Setting Sun Fist.

Combining them with the sharpness of the burning snow sword, he entangled with the giant ape.

The figures of the man and the ape collided madly in the clearing, each impact stirring up earth-shattering roars.

Ye Yun unleashed everything he had learned to the limit: Flowing Cloud Steps, Setting Sun Fist, and the burning snow sword.

He poured out all his means without reservation.

Ten moves, twenty moves, fifty moves...

Ye Yun was covered in blood and riddled with wounds, but he never fell.

Instead, his sword momentum became increasingly fierce, and his fist radiance grew hotter.

Finally, at the seventy-third move, he caught a flaw in the giant ape.

The burning snow sword transformed into a crimson stream of light, piercing fiercely into the giant ape's throat!

The giant ape let out a shrill roar, its massive fist smashing into Ye Yun's chest and sending him flying.

But that single sword strike had completely severed its life force.

The giant ape staggered a few steps, its massive body crashing to the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently.

Ye Yun lay on the ground, gasping for air.

His whole body felt as if it had fallen apart; he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Yet, looking at the fallen corpse of the giant ape, a weak smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

He had won.

He struggled to climb to his feet, stumbled over to Wang Yuyan, and pulled her back into his arms.

Wang Yuyan was already streaming with tears.

Her hands trembled as she caressed his wounds, and she was choked with sobs, unable to speak.

Ye Yun lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, and whispered.

"I told you, with me here, you will be fine."

Wang Yuyan could no longer hold back; she wrapped her arms around his neck and burst into tears.

Deep in the dense forest, two figures hidden in the treetops stared fixedly at the scene in the center of the clearing.

The smugness and cruel grins on their faces had long since vanished without a trace, leaving only overwhelming shock and disbelief.

Li Qiang's hand trembled slightly, nearly losing his grip on the jade plate in his hand.

He widened his eyes, staring intently at the green-robed figure holding Wang Yuyan.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was so hoarse it was almost impossible to make out.

"A... a Level 3 Late Stage Black Blood Demon Ape, comparable to a Great Martial Master Eighth Stage... He actually killed it?"

Zhao Lei's face was as pale as paper, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his lips trembling.

"Great Martial Master Sixth Level... He hid so deeply! Just now during the beast tide, he had been hiding his strength all along!"

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing deep fear and lingering dread in each other's eyes.

If they had rashly charged up just now, the ones lying on the ground right now would likely be their corpses.

"No wonder... no wonder Brother Yun told us to be absolutely cautious."

Li Qiang took a deep breath, forcing down the fear in his heart, a cold, sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

"This kid is too dangerous; he must not be left alive."

Zhao Lei swallowed hard and lowered his voice.

"What do we do now? He is heavily injured to this extent; this is the perfect opportunity to strike!"

Li Qiang shook his head, his gaze fixed intently on Ye Yun, watching his blood-soaked, stumbling figure.

A flicker of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but it soon turned into ruthlessness.

"No rush. Although he is heavily injured, that desperate ferocity of his is still there. If we attack now, in his death throes, he might just take one of us with him."

He paused, a cold, sinister arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Follow him. Wait until he completely relaxes, until he thinks he is safe, then we will make our move. By then, we will make him die without knowing what hit him."

Zhao Lei nodded, and the two slid silently from the treetops.

They trailed far behind Ye Yun, like two vipers hidden in the darkness, waiting for the moment to deliver a fatal strike.

The scene shifted.

Ye Yun carried Wang Yuyan and found a hidden cave.

The cave was not large, but it was dry and clean.

The corner was covered with thick hay, clearly traces of a beast having once lived there.

He gently placed Wang Yuyan on the hay, then sat down against the stone wall himself, gasping for air.

Intense pain radiated from the wounds all over his body.

Especially the punch the giant ape had landed on his chest—two ribs were broken, and every breath caused excruciating pain.

Ye Yun gritted his teeth, took out golden sore medicine and cloth strips from his Storage Pouch, and began to treat his wounds.

Wang Yuyan lay on the hay, watching him struggle to apply medicine to himself, and her eyes reddened again.

She struggled to sit up, her voice weak but firm.

"Let me help you."

Ye Yun glanced at her and did not refuse.

Wang Yuyan moved to his side and took the cloth strips and golden sore medicine from his hand.

She carefully cleaned the wounds on his back.

Her movements were as gentle as possible, fearing she might hurt him.

But every time she touched a wound, Ye Yun's body would still tremble slightly.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Yuyan asked softly, her voice filled with heartache.

Ye Yun smiled: "It doesn't hurt."

"Liar." Wang Yuyan bit her lip, tears swirling in her eyes.

"You almost died for me. With so many injuries, how could it not hurt..."

As she spoke, her voice choked up, and tears dripped onto Ye Yun's back, warm and moist.

Ye Yun turned around, raised his hand to gently wipe away the tear stains on her face, his gaze soft.

"Don't cry anymore, am I not perfectly fine?"

Wang Yuyan raised her teary eyes, looking at his face just inches away, her heart inexplicably racing.

His eyebrows, his nose bridge.

The gentle smile at the corners of his mouth—every detail made her heartstrings tremble.

Wang Yuyan, as if possessed, reached out and gently stroked the scars on his face, her voice as soft as a dream-whisper.

"Ye Yun... why are you so good to me?"

Ye Yun looked at her reddened eyes and whispered.

"Because you were brought from Shiyun City, because I promised to take care of you, because... you are Wang Yuyan."

That last sentence made Wang Yuyan's heart skip a beat.

She stared at him blankly, her cheeks gradually flushing, even her earlobes tinged with pink.

The distance between the two was very close, close enough to feel each other's breath.