"Third Brother He, are you openly defying the Royal Family?" Elder Yue's eyes were sharp as blades as he spoke, staring intently at Third Brother He.

"Ptui, Old Man Yue, aren't you ashamed? What Royal Family, as if! We, the He brothers, never stoop to be the court's lackeys." Elder Yue was also a famous expert on the mainland, and within a few days he had changed allegiances and became an aide to Crown Prince Hong. Such conduct was despised by the two He brothers.

"Indeed, how can we be absent from such a contest," Boss He stood up as well, and their brotherly scorn made Elder Yue's temples throb with rage.

"Fine, seeking death, are you? Today, I and Duke An will send you both on your way!" Elder Yue and Duke An had a menacing look as they almost simultaneously swooped towards the He brothers.

Four streams of intense yet distinct Primordial Power burst forth, and four figures, like shadows of shuttles, ascended from the ground to mid-air.

With no figures in sight, only the rustling of robes in mid-air could be heard.

"Hong Thirteen, it's a pity that you have to die here today," Crown Prince Hong shook his head, looking truly regretful.

"Crown Prince, why bother talking so much with him? It's no loss if such a fool dies." Seeing Crown Prince Hong repeatedly trying to recruit Hong Thirteen, afraid that he might threaten the status of Hong Residence in the future, Hong Yulang could hardly wait and took the initiative to attack.

Boom—A murderous intent abruptly arose in Hong Yulang's eyes.

In an instant, he made his move.

His body flickered like Thunderflash; in a flash, his fists were already gathering the power to split mountains and crush rocks.

The shadow of his fists shone like a splendid lotus.

His right fist fiercely aimed at Ye Lingyue's chest.

His punch seemed similar to the Ultimate Skill of the Ye Family, Thunderclap Fist, which Ye Lingyue had learned earlier.

But upon a closer look, you would realize that his Fist Technique was far more formidable than the Thunderclap Fist.

It appeared to be just a push, a smash, but his fists, carrying the piercing Pure Yang Gang Qi, exploded like a Thunder Bomb, fierce and powerful.

"!"

Ye Lingyue had previously fought with Hong Yulang, but the Hong Yulang of that time was far inferior to today's.

Since being outsmarted by Ye Lingyue at Hongwu Hall, Hong Yulang had been fiercely cultivating, and with the aid of all kinds of spiritual medicine from Hong Residence, he had incredibly advanced from Innate to Small Yuan Dan Realm.

The Martial Arts in Hong Residence, being one of the Four Great Noble Marquis, were extraordinary.

This Fist Technique was a famous Ultimate Skill from when the old master of Hong Residence was young, the Seventh-Grade Martial Arts, Xuan Yang Bomb Fist.

Each punch played out like a mini thunder explosion, with the power to kill a martial artist at the Postnatal Peak.

Therefore, Hong Yulang had full confidence that he could defeat a martial artist in the Innate Realm, like Hong Thirteen.

Xuan Yang Bomb Fist, where the fist wind reaches, thunders and explodes with each strike.

Ye Lingyue's expression turned solemn; the combination of Small Yuan Dan Realm and Seventh-Grade Martial Arts had indeed greatly increased Hong Yulang's strength.

But what of it.

It wasn't just him who had improved!

In terms of Martial Realm, Ye Lingyue was merely at Innate, naturally she wouldn't recklessly face the profoundly rooted Hong Yulang head on.

But she was also a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, if not enough Primordial Power, then supplement with spiritual power!

With a movement of her divine sense, in an instant, a wave of spiritual power enveloped her entirely.

"Spiritual Power Technique, Blink Shield Second Layer, transform the shield into armor."

Around Ye Lingyue's body, a streak of bright light flashed, and she conjured up a layer of spiritual power armor.

This spirit armor was as crystalline and translucent as Moonlight Stone.

President Liao of Li City had taught Ye Lingyue his self-created spiritual power defense technique, the Blink Shield.

However, after using it, especially after her breakthrough becoming a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, Ye Lingyue felt that the defensive effect of the Blink Shield was too rigid. After adapting it to her needs, she transformed it into spirit armor.

A set of spirit armor that covered her whole body could last for a quarter of an hour, protecting Ye Lingyue from attacks from all directions.

Hong Yulang's fists bombarded Ye Lingyue's spirit armor.

There was a muffled sound, Ye Lingyue was only pushed back a few steps; in contrast, Hong Yulang, after throwing a punch, suffered a backlash from the spirit armor that cracked open several wounds on his palms.

Crown Prince Hong was flabbergasted. Hong Yulang's handsome face instantly turned deathly pale.

Thirteen actually blocked his attack?

His spiritual power was only at Fifth Rank not long ago, how had it suddenly reached the Sixth Rank in just a few days?

Ye Lingyue's lips curled into a sneer and she let out a fierce shout.

At her fingertips, a surge of Primordial Power gathered.

"Little Infinite Finger, One Finger Universe." A single Primordial Power Finger struck directly at Hong Yulang's chest, exploding on impact and violently blasting him away.

Hong Yulang struggled to get up, looking into Thirteen's eyes filled with fear.

Why was a mere Innate Martial Artist so astonishingly powerful?

"Not bad, Thirteen, you actually managed to defeat Hong Yulang. It seems you now qualify to challenge me," sparks flickered in the depths of Crown Prince Hong's eyes.

As Crown Prince Hong's childhood playmate, he knew Hong Yulang's strength all too well.

He originally had no intention of stepping in, given that Hong Yulang's cultivation in the Elixir Realm was a whole Martial Realm higher than Thirteen's.

He never expected Hong Yulang to lose.

Crown Prince Hong's face darkened, staring coldly at Thirteen, close at hand, and the disheveled Hong Yulang, rage swirling in his eyes.

"Today, you must die."

Ye Lingyue also frowned; she could feel that Crown Prince Hong's Primordial Power was even stronger than Hong Yulang's.

If Hong Yulang was at the Small Yuan Dan Realm, then Crown Prince Hong was at the Great Primordial Elixir Realm, and she had learned from the Sixth Prince that since childhood, Crown Prince Hong had practiced a royal Sixth Tier Martial Art, the Octopus Imperial Leg.

The same Sixth Tier Martial Art, Ye Lingyue's Little Infinite Finger, which she had only recently learned, and being a Buddhist Sect martial art, was far less combat-effective than the Octopus Imperial Leg.

Her spirit armor had taken a hit from Hong Yulang just now; though it hadn't shattered, it had been considerably depleted and could probably only last another half a quarter of an hour.

Caught between front and back, with Crown Prince Hong ahead and Hong Yulang behind.

Ye Lingyue quickly glanced up into the sky; the He brothers, blind to all else, were handling their own troubles. She had to rely on herself now.

"Those who side me prosper, those against me perish. Today, this Crown Prince will let you learn that no one can defy my royal command," Crown Prince Hong's leg shimmered, a single kick made the air explode, generating a ferociously aggressive wind.

"Ha~ It seems that the royal folk are no different after all, only winning by numbers. If so, let's give Crown Prince a proper welcome." The situation was explosive, yet Ye Lingyue suddenly tugged at the corner of her mouth, bursting into a smile.

Us?

Had Thirteen lost his mind? She thought, at such a time, if there was anyone who could save him, he truly believed that Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong would come back.