"Hand over the Blood Clotting Jade, and I can make your death a bit less painful!" The man's hoarse voice echoed, devoid of any warmth, as if Yan Feishuang was already a cold corpse in front of him.

Yan Feishuang's lips curled into a bitter cold smile, her beautiful eyes filled with killing intent, stared at the man in the black robe, and said in a deep voice, "I will not give you the Blood Clotting Jade. If you want to kill me, just do it. Why waste so much breath!"

As soon as Yan Feishuang's voice fell, the mystic energy from the man erupted instantly, sending a massive pressure towards Yan Feishuang. She felt her chest fill with tumultuous blood, and couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of fresh blood.

But before Yan Feishuang's blood hit the ground, the black-robed man's figure had already arrived in a flash. From underneath his robe, his skeletal hand lifted at once and a fierce Life-taking Palm aimed for the top of Yan Feishuang's head.

Yan Feishuang was suddenly terrified, she quickly dodged to the side while her right hand flickered with a cold light, wielding a short dagger filled with killing intent towards the man's palm.

"Crack... Ding..."

The black-robed man quickly changed his palm into fingers, gripping tightly the short dagger in Yan Feishuang's hand. With a slight force, a crisp sound was heard, and the dagger broke upon command.

At the moment the black-robed man clamped down on Yan Feishuang's dagger, his skeletal arm emerged from his robe, revealing that his muscles had atrophied and parts of his forearm were showing signs of decay, emitting a slight stench, and severely exposing eerie white bones.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan's pupils suddenly shrank, his heart skipped a beat. This situation... The man in the black robe had actually practiced the Ye Family's Ghostly Withering Nether Palm!

This was an ancient tome sealed in the depths of the Ye Family's ancient mansion, its method of practice too vicious, long since banned by the Ye Family, strictly prohibiting its descendants from practicing it.

According to the Ye Family's ancient records, anyone who practiced the Ghostly Withering Nether Palm would be invaded by Nether eerie poison every thirty days, and had to wear something soothing to dissolve it, or else within five years, they would rot away and die.

A spark shone in Ye Tianfan's eyes, no wonder the black-robed man was desperately trying to snatch the Blood Clotting Jade from Yan Feishuang's hands, it's because he practiced the Ghostly Withering Nether Palm! And the extent of body decay was already precarious, if Yan Feishuang could delay for another half year, there wouldn't even be a need to fight, the black-robed man would die from poison.

"Yan Feishuang, do you think you can escape today?" The black-robed man flicked away the broken blade from his fingers, took a fierce step towards Yan Feishuang's direction.

"Swish!"

A powerful burst of mystic energy surged out, Yan Feishuang couldn't bear the pressure, with a thud she fell to the ground on one knee, biting her silver teeth as she glared at the black-robed man before her, speaking, "Ha, if worst comes to worst we'll both be destroyed. I'll destroy this jade right now! Neither of us will get it!"

Upon hearing Yan Feishuang's words, the black-robed man let out a sharp laugh, saying, "Yan Feishuang, do you really think I'd give you the chance?"

As his words ended, the black-robed man slowly walked towards Yan Feishuang, at this point Yan Feishuang snorted coldly, just about to raise her arm, but suddenly realized that the mysterious mystic energy surrounding the man tightly enveloped her! Not only couldn't she take the Blood Clotting Jade out of her pocket, even moving a finger became extremely difficult.

"You..." Watching the black-robed man approaching step by step, Yan Feishuang's eyes were filled with horror. She couldn't imagine how one's power could control to such an extent! Using only mystic energy, the black-robed man had already comprehensively suppressed her without a flaw, and made her immobile, she could only wait for death.

"It's time to go!" The murderous intent in the black-robed man's eyes was apparent, watching the half-kneeling, immobilized Yan Feishuang, without another word, he abruptly raised his right hand, another fierce palm strike aimed at Yan Feishuang's head.

At this crucial moment, Ye Tianfan's voice suddenly echoed from the corner.

"Hey, Teacher Yan, what a coincidence! How come you're here too?"

Although Ye Tianfan spoke to Yan Feishuang, the mystic energy within his voice was targeted directly at the black-robed man, and when it fell, the man's body trembled violently, the fierce palm strike initially meant for Yan Feishuang's head abruptly halted, his eyes filled with shock as he turned to look towards the direction of the voice.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan slowly walked out from the corner, smiling as he approached Yan Feishuang.

"Ye Tianfan?"

Yan Feishuang couldn't help but utter in surprise, in her eyes, Ye Tianfan was merely an average college student, even though he had acted somewhat frivolously before, he was once her student. Now she was thoroughly suppressed by the black-robed man, immobilized, only able to wait for death. There was no need to drag Ye Tianfan down with her.

In this instant, a trace of panic flashed in Yan Feishuang's eyes, she quickly spoke, "Why did you come here? Leave quickly! It's too dangerous here, you shouldn't be here!"

Upon hearing Yan Feishuang's words, Ye Tianfan didn't stop his steps, instead, he spoke with a carefree smile, "Dangerous? I don't feel it?"

Compared to Ye Tianfan's leisurely demeanor, the black-robed man was already in turmoil inside.

Ye Tianfan!

Upon hearing these three words, the black-robed man's body trembled slightly! Ye Tianfan, this was the name of the Ye Family's young master, could it really be such a coincidence? Just as he appeared, he was targeted by the Ye Family?

No... It must be a coincidence! It's just a name similarity.

The black-robed man squinted his eyes, sizing up Ye Tianfan from head to toe. When the man stole the Ye Family's ancient tome and defected, Ye Tianfan was still an infant in swaddling clothes. More than twenty years had passed, and by the timeline, the Ye Family's young master should be around this age.

As he watched Ye Tianfan gradually approach him, the black-robed man suddenly felt the urge to retreat. Twenty years ago, being a servant of the Ye Family, he had witnessed their strength firsthand. Not to mention the arrival of the Ye Family's young master, even if it were just the Ye Family patriarch's personal Ghost Servant coming, he wouldn't stand a chance!

So whether or not it's a coincidence, the black-robed man wasn't willing to take the risk!

Just the name Ye Tianfan was enough to scare off the black-robed man!

"Yan Feishuang! You're lucky today!" With that said, the black-robed man gathered the mystic energy in his body, preparing to leave.

But at this moment, a cold smile had already formed at Ye Tianfan's lips, his sword-like brows arched as he stared at the black-robed man, speaking in a deep voice, "Now that I'm here, do you think you can still leave?"

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