In truth, Feng Hua’s purpose in coming this time was to kill Tang Yi in retaliation and show others that the Wolf Heaven Mercenary Corps was not to be trifled with.
However, his current plan to take Tang Yi away instead of killing him was born from his own agenda. He wanted to interrogate Tang Yi.
His investigation had revealed that Tang Yi was merely a disciple from a minor Clan in Fengyue City, with no deep foundation.
The strongest member of his Clan was only a Battle Grandmaster, yet Tang Yi had somehow managed to advance to a Battle Spirit at such a young age. This was truly astonishing.
Furthermore, they had received a piece of information: it was said that just one month ago, Tang Yi had been a good-for-nothing who couldn’t cultivate.
This news was crucial. Although its authenticity was uncertain, if it were true, what would that imply?
It would imply that Tang Yi had experienced an incredibly fortuitous encounter—one that allowed him to become a supreme expert in a very short time.
Perhaps he had obtained a supreme Cultivation Technique, or maybe a supreme treasure that aided cultivation. In any case, whatever it was had brought about an earth-shattering transformation in Tang Yi.
That was why Feng Hua decided not to kill Tang Yi right now. Instead, he planned to capture him and uncover his secrets, which was why he was bothering to talk so much.
However, Tang Yi was clearly not afraid of Feng Hua. He replied coolly, "If you want to fight, then fight. Cut the crap."
"You! Since you insist, don’t blame me for what happens next!" Feng Hua hadn’t expected Tang Yi to be so stubborn, completely unfazed by his threats. He snorted coldly, then pointed at three Silver Robed Martial Artists and commanded, "You, you, and you. The three of you, go capture that brat for me. Remember, I want him alive!"
The three Silver Robed Martial Artists acknowledged the order and moved menacingly toward Tang Yi.
Tang Yi was only a Battle Spirit. With three Battle Spirits making a move, they thought they could easily subdue him.
But as the three masked Silver Robed Martial Artists closed in, Tang Yi merely smiled faintly, paying them no mind. With a casual flick of his hand, three Wind Blades materialized and shot forward.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The Wind Blades flew past, and three heads went flying. The three Battle Spirit Level Martial Artists hadn’t even gotten close to Tang Yi—they hadn’t even managed to put up the slightest Resistance—before they became three headless corpses!
"Ah!"
Everyone present was stunned by Tang Yi’s move. Li Kuang was horrified beyond belief, and a gushing hot stream uncontrollably burst from him.
He had actually pissed himself from fear!
’Impossible! How could Tang Yi be this powerful!’
Li Kuang couldn’t understand it. Back when he, Zhangg Yuxi, and the others had encountered Tang Yi, they, as Battle Grandmasters, could at least exchange a few blows with him. Although Tang Yi was strong, he wasn’t at a level where he could kill them instantly with a casual move.
But now, only about half a month had passed.
Yet Tang Yi could now instantly kill three Battle Spirit Level experts with a casual wave. And the casualness of it was as if it were as simple as eating or drinking, requiring not a shred of effort.
’How is this possible?’
’How has Tang Yi’s power increased so much?’
Although Li Kuang didn’t want to believe it, the facts were right in front of his eyes, forcing him to accept it.
At this moment, Li Kuang was so terrified by Tang Yi that he had completely lost even the slightest shred of courage to fight back.
"This..."
Meanwhile, a grave expression appeared in Feng Hua’s eyes as he watched Tang Yi.
Feng Hua hadn’t seen it wrong. Tang Yi was merely at the Battle Spirit Level, but just now, he had unleashed Combat Power surpassing that of a Battle King. This was utterly shocking.
Although Tang Yi’s move was casual, its Power was something no ordinary Battle Spirit could Resist. Even he, a Battle King, felt his heart palpitate when facing those three Wind Blades just now. He wasn’t one hundred percent confident he could have taken them.
Feng Hua no longer dared to underestimate Tang Yi, nor did he dare to be careless. Otherwise, forget capturing Tang Yi; whether they could even make it back alive would become a serious question.
But beyond that, Feng Hua’s interest in Tang Yi had only grown stronger. He was now even more convinced that Tang Yi must have obtained a heaven-sent fortuitous encounter!
After a moment of contemplation, Feng Hua commanded all the men in black robes, "This kid is strange! Everyone, attack together! Kill or be killed—no need to hold back anymore!"
As he spoke, Feng Hua drew his longsword and led the charge toward Tang Yi.
Hearing this, all the Silver Robed Martial Artists snapped out of their daze. They all drew their weapons and charged viciously toward Tang Yi, following Feng Hua.
A Battle King and over a dozen Battle Spirits—using such a force to deal with Tang Yi... this level of treatment was truly something else.
One must remember, Tang Yi was only a Nine-star Battle Spirit.
"Heh heh."
Tang Yi chuckled. Seeing so many people charging at him and attacking together, he wasn’t afraid. On the contrary, he was delighted.
’I haven’t tested the power of my Exotic Fire against enemies yet. Since you want to bully me with your numbers, I’ll let you have a taste of its power!’
"Three Thousand Flame Flames!"
With a flick of his hand, a dozen small purple flames appeared in Tang Yi’s palm. He then gently tossed the flames toward the charging Silver Robed Martial Artists.
At that moment, an eerie purple light flared up on the Yangsha Ancient Dao.
When the Silver Robed Martial Artists saw the strange purple flames flying toward them, they didn’t dare be careless and hastily tried to dodge, but...
The flames were like a cancer clinging to their bones; wherever the Silver Robed Martial Artists dodged, the flames followed.
A few Silver Robed Martial Artists reacted too slowly. The moment a mere speck of the Purple Fire touched them, the small purple flame flared up as if it had been fed a great tonic. It swiftly engulfed the Silver Robed Martial Artists, and in less than a breath’s time, they were reduced to a cloud of ash, vanishing from the world.
One Martial Artist reacted quickly when the flames touched him. He immediately started rolling on the ground. If it were an ordinary flame, this action might have extinguished it long ago. But were the Three Thousand Flame Flames an ordinary fire?
They were not. Thus, the Silver Robed Martial Artist’s rolling was useless. Unless Tang Yi recalled the flames, they simply could not be extinguished.
In the end, this Silver Robed Martial Artist also turned to ash...
The Silver Robed Martial Artists discovered that this Purple Fire couldn’t be doused with water or smothered. Even if they tore off their clothes, the Purple Fire would still land on their bodies and burn them to death. It was simply impossible to Resist. The only thing they could do was flee for their lives.
But...
There was no escape!
The Purple Fire followed them with an eerie intelligence, like wisps of ghost fire, utterly bizarre.
In just a few moments, several more Silver Robed Martial Artists were caught by the Purple Fire and burned to ash.
"This fire is strange! Don’t let it touch you!"
Seeing how powerful the purple flames were, Feng Hua’s face turned pale with shock. He hastily shouted a warning to all the Silver Robed Martial Artists.
But it was already too late.
More and more Silver Robed Martial Artists were caught by the Purple Fire, and without exception, they were turned to ash that settled into the earth.
On the Yangsha Ancient Dao, the temperature grew increasingly scorching. A thick, nauseating smell of something burning filled the air.

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