Before the words had even settled, Ye Tianfan slightly raised his hand, and a surge of formidable mystical energy burst forth, forming an invisible giant palm in the air that, with the momentum of a thunderbolt, roared towards the man in the black robe.

The black-robed man was instantly aghast, feeling the mighty and robust mystical energy behind him. He was certain now that the person before him was the Young Master of the Ye Family, Ye Tianfan! Who else but the Young Master of the Ye Family, Ye Tianfan, could possess such overwhelming power?

At this moment, the black-robed man felt a chill spread over half his heart. Being targeted by the Young Master of the Ye Family meant certain death. Even if his Ghostly Withering Nether Palm had reached its pinnacle, he couldn't withstand more than ten moves against the Young Master of the Ye Family! Even ants strive to live, let alone people? Knowing he was no match, he still turned to unleash a desperate palm strike at the oncoming mystical energy.

"Bang!"

A fierce wave of air surged out instantly, sending sand and stones flying across the entire street and raising clouds of dust. The billowing dust cloud blocked Yan Feishuang's vision, making it impossible to see what really happened.

When the dust settled, Ye Tianfan stood there with his hands in his pockets as if he hadn't moved at all, with a disdainful smile on his face. Looking at the black-robed man, he said, "Your Ghostly Withering Nether Palm isn't too bad. It actually managed to block a third of my mystical energy."

The black-robed man's face was full of distress. He trembled all over, his right hand drooped weakly, and the sleeve on his arm was shattered, with white bones piercing through the muscle of his arm, as blood dripped from his fingertips to the ground.

"Ye..."

The black-robed man's lips quivered, wanting to speak, but just as he uttered the first word, Ye Tianfan's brow furrowed suddenly, and he said coldly, "Did you mean that word?"

Before the words had settled, Ye Tianfan, shrouded in boundless killing intent, flashed over and was already standing in front of the black-robed man. Mystical energy around him was as sharp as a blade, forming a fiercely powerful wall of wind that trapped the black-robed man tightly within.

"Thump..."

The black-robed man instantly knelt on the ground, then prostrated as if not daring to lift his head to look at Ye Tianfan, he trembled, "Spare me, Young Master. I was also deceived by others, so I betrayed the Ye Family."

As he spoke, the black-robed man, like a lost dog, hugged Ye Tianfan's ankle with his left hand and said, "Since I left the Ye Family, I've never done anything to wrong the Ye Family... it's all... it's all that Ghost Yama... he tricked me..."

Ghost Yama?

Ye Tianfan raised a sword-like eyebrow. This Ghost Asura was just a nickname, as every leader of Yama Hall was respectfully called Ghost Yama. However, a thousand years ago, the Ye Family had completely eradicated Yama Hall, but recently remnants of Yama Hall had emerged again. This Yama Hall seemed to have a resurgence trend. Ye Tianfan was curious, who is the new Ghost Yama now? As soon as Ye Tianfan figured out the identity of this Ghost Yama, he could directly strike and eliminate this resurgent Yama Hall in its bud.

Ye Tianfan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly. He looked at the black-robed man prostrate on the ground and asked, "Since it was Ghost Yama who deceived you, then you must know the identity of this Ghost Yama, right?"

Facing Ye Tianfan's inquiry, the black-robed man shuddered and hurriedly said, "No... I don't know... I've never seen his face..."

Ye Tianfan's face suddenly darkened. The style of Yama Hall hadn't changed, still as sinister and treacherous as ever, indulging in shady activities in the dark, vicious and ruthless, yet not daring to reveal their true faces to the world.

"Young Master, I beg you to spare my life... I..."

Ye Tianfan frowned, glanced at the black-robed man lying prostrate on the ground, and coldly laughed, "Since you know nothing, do you still have any value to live? You should be well aware of the Ye Family's rules! The fate of a betrayer is..."

Before Ye Tianfan finished speaking, the black-robed man shot up from the ground like lightning. He knew well the Ye Family's strict rules; traitors would be thrown into the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, tortured and eventually die in agony. But humans cherish life, and the more the black-robed man understood the Ye Family's rules, the more fearful he became. His face contorted as he stared at Ye Tianfan and roared, "No... I don't want to die yet!"

With those words, the black-robed man suddenly launched a palm strike at Ye Tianfan's chest. This time, the distance between the black-robed man and Ye Tianfan was very close, and it was a sudden attack, executed with full force. This Ghostly Withering Nether Palm had the force to crush everything, and the friction in the air created a sizzling sound of thunder, in an instant landing on Ye Tianfan's chest.

"Bang!"

This unreserved Ghostly Withering Nether Palm from the black-robed man, though it hit Ye Tianfan's chest, only felt the mystical energy disintegrate instantly, like mud bulls sinking into the sea, silently dissipating. Yet Ye Tianfan remained standing unscathed before the black-robed man; the difference was that now Ye Tianfan's eyes were brimming with killing intent.

"No... how can this be... this is impossible... my Ghostly Withering Nether Palm has already been mastered..."

"Is it fun?" Before the black-robed man could finish speaking, Ye Tianfan's cold voice sounded in his ear. At the same time, his fingertips converged mystical energy, and lightly flicked the black-robed man's brow.

"Bang... Crack..."

A powerful force instantly surged, accompanied by the sound of skulls cracking. The black-robed man had no time to react as his body flew backward, like a swaying kite, tracing an arc in the air before heavily crashing to the ground, vomiting blood, and struggling in pain.

Ye Tianfan then slowly walked over to the black-robed man, pulling a Jade Bottle from his breast pocket. With a smile full of killing intent on his lips, he said, "Feel the taste of betraying the Ye Family well!"

Before the words had settled, Ye Tianfan unscrewed the cap of the Jade Bottle and then slowly poured the liquid onto the black-robed man's body.

"Sizzle..."

Just as the liquid touched the black-robed man, a pungent white smoke rose rapidly. The black-robed man was instantly frightened pale; it was corpse-dissolving water! This was a highly corrosive liquid. Only three or four drops were needed to dissolve a corpse into a pool of blood! Many secret organizations use it, and even the assassin Yan Feishuang had this stuff on him.

Except, this corpse-dissolving water was meant to dispose of corpses! Not to deal with the living!

But the key was that the black-robed man was still alive! He was only heavily injured by Ye Tianfan, immobilized on the ground; a living person having corpse-dissolving water dripped onto them... that feeling must be absolutely excruciating!

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