60: Chapter 60

The old man looked stunned. "Elder Ye, what are you doing? Even if this kid's Realm has recovered to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, in front of us, he is still just an ant."

The old woman's gaze rested on the Woman in White Dress.

Senior? Could it be referring to this young girl!

Ye Hao turned around and said respectfully, "I must trouble Elder Qi Yue to take action!"

He was currently only at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer; let alone Ye Zhong, even against that old woman and old man, he had no chance of winning.

The difference in their Realms was too vast!

But since they met here and now, how could there be any reason to let his enemies go?

Ye Hao was not an inflexible person; as for that bitch Ye Jing, he would personally take back everything that belonged to him. Today his luck was good, just right to collect some interest first.

Fairy Qiyue nodded slightly, her face showing a look of admiration. As expected of the Sect Master's Personal Disciple, both his talent and Heart-Nature were top-tier.

"It's fine, just a few ants. It doesn't even warrant the words 'taking action'."

The old man was furious upon hearing this. "You stinking woman, what big words. Today, I must teach you how to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the old man's pupils suddenly constricted. A bone-chilling coldness came from his neck. Just as he was about to circulate his spiritual power, a blinding silver-white stream of light struck.

The next moment!

The silver-white stream of light had already pierced through the old man's neck, bringing with it a crimson arrow of blood that shot into the sky!

*Bang!*

The old man's body still maintained its rebuking posture, but his head suddenly exploded into a mist of blood. The headless torso swayed and crashed heavily to the ground.

Everyone gasped, dumbfounded!

A dignified Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer expert was killed like an ant before he could even finish his words.

The thick scent of blood stimulated everyone's nerves.

The Ye Family and the others knew full well how strong the old man was, but the clearer they were, the more terrified they felt at this moment.

Could it be that the Woman in White Dress before them was a Golden Core Realm expert?!

The old woman finally understood why Ye Zhong had knelt and begged for mercy without hesitation. Glancing at the headless corpse on the ground, she had only one thought in her mind: "Escape."

Fairy Qiyue slowly moved her hand. As her sleeves brushed lightly, a faint silver-white airflow still lingered at her fingertips.

Her voice remained cold as she looked at Ye Zhong and said, "It's your turn."

*Hiss!*

Ye Zhong shouted in terror, "No, you can't kill me! My Ye Family is under the protection of the Middle Region Holy Land. If you kill me, the Holy Land won't let you off!"

Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't expected it to be true; could that bitch Ye Jing really have been appointed as a Saintess by the Holy Land?

"Oh? I wonder which of the Ten Great Sacred Lands it is?" A playful smile tugged at the corner of Fairy Qiyue's mouth.

Seeing that the other party had some reservations, Ye Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and his confidence grew slightly.

"I'm not afraid to scare you by saying it. My Ye Family is protected by the Netherworld Holy Land, and a Junior of my family is the Saintess of that Netherworld Holy Land!"

He wanted to say a few more harsh words, but he was stunned to find that there was no fear on the woman's face. Moreover, in her eyes... why did it seem like there was a hint of schadenfreude?

What did this mean?

Fairy Qiyue couldn't help but chuckle twice. The laughter was as clear as jade striking together, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness that made Ye Zhong feel an inexplicable panic.

Her slender fingertips were not lowered; instead, the surrounding air began to ripple slightly.

"Then it seems the Netherworld Palace is going to be in trouble."

Fairy Qiyue was all too familiar with the Netherworld Palace. Back when she was at the Profound Moon Palace, she had dealt with them quite often.

Both sides had struggled openly and secretly for a hundred years, yet neither could do anything to the other.

But now the situation was different. Of all the people the Netherworld Palace could have chosen as their Saintess, they just had to pick such a person.

With Ye Hao's terrifying talent, combined with the Dao Seeking Sect's Spiritual Qi that was as thick as water and its mysterious Cultivation Techniques, Fairy Qiyue felt that in ten years at most, he would grow into an existence that would make the Netherworld Palace lose sleep.

Not to mention, behind Ye Hao stood that unfathomable Revered Master!

The old woman on the side saw that this young girl wasn't even afraid of the Holy Land's name and was determined to commit murder.

How could she dare to stay any longer? After all, while the Holy Land's name was useful, if you encountered a reckless person who didn't understand the situation, what else could you do but escape?

Even if the Holy Land's experts came later to destroy the opponent, what use would it be if you were already dead?

Having made her decision, the old woman's withered fingers quickly performed hand seals. The next moment, the ground beneath her feet suddenly glowed with an earthy yellow light, and the hard ground actually rippled like water.

The old woman's hunched body actually dove into the earth, escaping rapidly.

This was her trump card life-saving Divine Ability, the "Earth-Roaming Hidden Trace Technique." This Divine Ability had little use other than being fast, allowing one to instantly dive underground and flee far away.

Ye Zhong was stunned, clearly not expecting to be sold out by his teammate like this.

Fairy Qiyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she said coldly, "Since you want to go first, then so be it."

As her voice fell, a brilliant silver-white Sword Qi condensed on her slender fingertips.

She flicked her finger, and the Sword Qi shot straight at the ground like a stream of light, landing precisely in front of the old woman's escape path.

*Chila!*

The moment the silver-white Sword Qi entered the ground, a long crack suddenly opened in the earth. The Sword Qi split into several branches underground, chasing after the light in the soil like silver snakes.

The old woman, several miles away, hadn't even had time to breathe a sigh of relief when several strands of Sword Qi pierced through the earthy yellow spiritual light around her like sharp blades.

Ye Zhong regretted it now!

Why, why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?

If I had just pretended not to see that beast Ye Hao earlier, I wouldn't be facing this disaster today.

If Ye Hao knew Ye Zhong's thoughts, he would only find it hilarious. So what if he dodged it today? When he returned to the Ye Family to settle the score in the future, could Ye Zhong still escape?

With another flick of her finger, the sharp edge of a silver-white Sword Qi arrived.

Ye Zhong's pupils constricted. His survival instinct drove him to frantically circulate the spiritual power in his body, and a greyish-brown shield hurriedly enveloped him.

*Puff!*

The shield shattered with a bang without offering even the slightest resistance. The Sword Qi instantly pierced through Ye Zhong's chest, bringing with it a scalding arrow of blood that shot into the sky.

Ye Zhong looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his mouth opening as if to say something, but only a mouthful of blood came out. His body swayed and fell backward. Just before hitting the ground, the silver-white Sword Qi surged again, completely consuming his body.

Fairy Qiyue withdrew her finger and glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, her eyes showing not a single ripple.

Three Storage Rings hovered in the air, waiting to be collected.

She turned to look at Ye Hao and said softly, "Alright, we've delayed a bit. I'll take you to break the array now."

Ye Hao bowed respectfully to Fairy Qiyue. "Thank you, Elder Qi Yue! If there are any instructions in the future, Ye Hao will never refuse."

Fairy Qiyue gave a faint smile. "It's fine, this is my duty."

As she spoke, Qi Yue raised her hand lightly, and a pale green spiritual power barrier enveloped Ye Hao like a glass cover. The two of them rode the wind toward the Ancient Palace.

With an expert like Qi Yue at the Nascent Soul Fifth Layer leading the way, the Tribulation of Thought Illusion Formation, which caused headaches for various Hegemon-level Forces, seemed non-existent, and they crossed it as if walking on level ground!