"Fellow Daoist Bai Shi is one of us now. Even if you gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to attack you again." Han Li stood up and said with a smile, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over Realist Bai Shi.

The old Taoist's body trembled violently, and he nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, his back already soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing this, Liu Le'er's expression finally relaxed.

"Let's go, let's go outside."

Han Li took Liu Le'er's slender hand and walked to the stone gate of the grotto, raising a palm and placing it on the stone door.

Just as he was about to push it open, his sudden movement paused, and his brows furrowed.

Liu Le'er sensed the subtle change in Han Li, looked up at him, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"How coincidental!"

Han Li chuckled and didn't hesitate any longer, pushing open the stone door and striding out.

The sky outside was dim, clearly it was already night, but looking out from the island, the entire Yu Mansion was ablaze with fire, as if it were daytime.

Waves of chilling cries of killing came from the front yard, interspersed with loud explosions and rumbling sounds.

Thick smoke billowed from everywhere in the Yu Mansion, like thick black and grey demonic dragons, twisting and soaring into the night sky.

Even the heart of the lake island where Han Li and the others were located, far from the gathering place of the Yu Mansion's people, was filled with an unusually strong bloody smell.

"This... what's going on?" Liu Le'er looked at the Yu Mansion engulfed in flames, her face full of disbelief.

"Bai Shi, do you know what's going on?" Han Li asked casually.

"This junior doesn't know what's going on either, maybe Yu family's enemies have come to their door," Realist Bai Shi hesitated before finishing his sentence, then looked respectfully at Han Li, as if leaving everything up to him.

Han Li glanced at Liu Le'er beside him and noticed the girl was also looking up at him. He pondered for a moment and said:

"No matter what, I owe this Seventh Miss a favor for being able to wake up this time, so I can't just leave like this. Let's go take a look."

With that, the three of them walked out of the Taoist temple, descended the mountain along the stone bridge, and made their way towards the front yard of the Yu Mansion.

The closer they got, the clearer the sounds of killing became. When the three arrived at the round archway, a tragic scene like a Shura field appeared before their eyes.

Within the courtyard beyond the archway, layers upon layers of bloody corpses were piled up. Most of them were dressed as guards of the Prime Minister's mansion, with only a few wearing black night suits.

The courtyard was illuminated by firelight. In a corner near the front yard, a semi-circular white light curtain was erected, blocking a dozen black-clad figures outside.

At this moment, a spiral fire cone as thick as an adult's arm shot out from the black-clad figures, flying several feet above the light curtain. The tip of the cone suddenly turned downwards and plunged down rapidly, rotating like a fire dragon.

With a loud bang!

The spiral fire cone struck the light curtain, causing the already weak light to dissipate and then shatter completely with a "crack".

"Kill!"

Immediately afterwards, a low voice rang out.

The dozen black-clad figures immediately rushed forward with their swords, heading towards the corner.

"Save them!"

Han Li didn't move, simply uttering two words.

Realist Bai Shi, who was standing beside him, immediately stepped into the courtyard and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of black light.

The snake-shaped flying sword flashed with black light in the air and arrived above the heads of the black-clad figures in the blink of an eye.

A sharp sound of "铮" was heard.

The flying sword suddenly trembled in the void, and dozens of snake-like black sword energies shot out from the sword body, falling straight down.

Inside the courtyard, a series of "噗噗" sounds rang out continuously, accompanied by cries of pain and misery.

Of the dozen or so black-clad figures, only a short-bearded man reacted quickly and rolled out of the way. The rest all died on the spot.

"Who's there?" The short-bearded man shouted sharply.

Realist Bai Shi ignored him, waved his fingers with one hand, and the flying sword hovering in mid-air immediately plunged down, heading straight for the short-bearded man's chest.

The short-bearded man's expression changed. Without thinking, he shook his sleeve, and a blue hazy small shield flew out, expanding into a giant shield in the wind and blocking in front of him.

At the same time, he raised his hand, and the spiral fire cone suddenly exploded with flames, rapidly colliding with the black flying sword.

With a loud bang!

Sparks flew everywhere in mid-air, and the spiral fire cone had been shattered into pieces, turning into balls of fire and falling to the ground.

As for the black flying sword, it flashed with black light and pierced straight into the short-bearded man's chest, and the blue giant shield was pierced like paper, seemingly useless.

"A Core Formation cultivator..." The short-bearded man said with difficulty, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

Realist Bai Shi waved his hand to recall the flying sword and said disdainfully, "A mere Foundation Establishment, dares to act presumptuously in front of this Daoist..."

Before he could finish his words, he immediately stopped, glancing at Han Li behind him with some fear.

Han Li didn't react at all, simply leading Liu Le'er to the corner of the courtyard where two figures were huddled.

One of them was a young man, his green shirt stained with blood, his hair disheveled. Although he had a Foundation Establishment cultivation, his aura was weak at the moment, and it was clear that he was about to run out of strength.

Behind him was a girl dressed as a maid, covered in blood and shivering, not even daring to raise her head.

"Sister Xiao Wu?" Liu Le'er was stunned for a moment after seeing the maid's face, but immediately called out tentatively.

The girl's body stiffened, and she slowly peeked out from behind the young man. The moment she saw Le'er, she burst into tears.

Liu Le'er quickly stepped forward and helped her up.

The young man paused for a moment and struggled to stand up, saying sadly to Realist Bai Shi: "Realist... hurry, go save Seventh Miss."

Realist Bai Shi was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't answer, instead, he secretly glanced at Han Li.

"Where is Seventh Miss?" Han Li asked calmly.

The young man clearly didn't recognize Han Li, and he was taken aback when he heard this, but he still replied:

"When Xiao Wu and I came to the heart of the lake island for help, Seventh Miss and the others were protected by the other Enshrinements of the mansion and stayed at the main residence. But the enemies are fierce, and they probably won't be able to hold on for long."

"You stay here and heal your wounds. Xiao Wu, you are most familiar with the terrain of Yu Mansion, lead the way." Han Li casually instructed.

Xiao Wu, who was comforted by Liu Le'er, stopped crying and looked at Han Li in confusion.

She never expected that the young man who used to be expressionless was now suddenly giving orders.

The young man was also somewhat surprised!

He realized that Han Li, who was speaking, was the leader among these people. The Realist Bai Shi, who was high and mighty in the Yu Mansion in the past, was completely following this person's lead.

"Okay. Follow me."

Xiao Wu nodded subconsciously, calmed her mind, and turned to run towards the front yard. Han Li and the others followed.

The Yu Mansion had been under attack for some time. The entire front yard of the mansion was littered with corpses, including guards, soldiers, maids, and servants. The black-clad figures were clearly determined to destroy the entire Yu Mansion.

Liu Le'er was terrified along the way. Although she had already experienced the cruelty and bloodlust of the human race, the scene before her once again refreshed her understanding of this race.

Along the way, in addition to the corpses everywhere, they also encountered several groups of black-clad figures, who were all killed by Realist Bai Shi as soon as they met.

Occasionally, they would encounter leading cultivators, but they were mostly at the Foundation Establishment level and were no match for Realist Bai Shi.

The group of four walked through the halls and corridors, heading towards the main residence.

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