The old corpse's shrill screams echoed around the Wujian Prison, sending shivers down the spines of many hidden assassins!
They never expected the old corpse to be defeated by Ye Kunlun, nor did they expect it to happen so quickly.
"Ahhh!"
The old corpse's eyes turned blood red, a strange red hue appearing on his face and arms, accompanied by a faint smell of burning.
Suddenly, a flame ignited on the old corpse's head, and then his entire body erupted in blazing fire.
"Ahhh!"
The old corpse let out a cry of unwillingness and pain. Ye Kunlun's pure Yang fire had ignited his very soul, a pain from soul burning far more excruciating than any physical agony!
Until his shrill screams could no longer produce a single sound!
Until the old corpse's body was gradually burned to charcoal by the flames, slowly collapsing and turning into a pile of ashes!!
Silence descended upon the area around Wujian Prison. All the hidden assassins were shaken by the spectacle.
Even someone as powerful as the old corpse met such a tragic and agonizing end, it was bone-chilling!
At this moment, their fear of Ye Kunlun far surpassed their fear of the old corpse.
Many assassins who were after the two hundred billion bounty began to feel uneasy.
Two hundred billion was an immense temptation, but after witnessing Ye Kunlun effortlessly kill the old corpse, they realized that to claim this colossal bounty, one first needed to survive.
"Forget it, my strength is far inferior to the old corpse's. I won't get involved in this mess."
"Alas, two hundred billion, just thinking about it makes me... Forget it, I'll take on a few smaller missions from now on. Living is more important than anything."
Quietly, many assassins departed.
Of course, some remained.
Among them, some knew they couldn't kill Ye Kunlun, but by waiting for the opportune moment, when Ye Kunlun was at his weakest, they could strike the fatal blow and claim a share of the spoils!
Others were stronger than the old corpse but were not in a hurry to act. They too needed an opportunity, waiting for someone impatient to make the first move and exhaust Ye Kunlun's strength.
After all, Ye Kunlun was human, not a god.
As long as he was human, there would be a moment when his strength would wane.
At that point, they could make their move and, with little effort, reap the rewards!
The hidden assassins harbored their own thoughts and schemes.
To Ye Kunlun, none of this mattered. The assassins would never know that killing them was as effortless as crushing an ant for him.
For him to be exhausted, unless all the assassins who came tonight were at the Yun Ling realm!
But, was that possible?
Impossible!!
"Phew!" Tang Zhuozhuo let out a long sigh. "Brother-in-law, you're amazing! You finally burned that old geezer to ashes!"
Tang Zhuozhuo's words broke the silence once again, making the atmosphere much lighter.
"You silly girl!" Tang Zhuozhuo said, somewhat speechless. "You're this excited after burning someone to ashes?"
"Of course! Who told him not to stay home in the middle of the night and instead come out to scare people? He deserves it!"
Tang Tangtang said as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her gaze towards Ye Kunlun filled with a hint of admiration.
In Tang Zhuozhuo's opinion, although Ye Kunlun had killed the old corpse, it likely hadn't been that easy.
She looked at him with concern and asked, "How are you? Do you need my help?"
Ye Kunlun smiled and shook his head, replying, "Killing an old geezer is no different from crushing an ant."
Hearing this, Tang Zhuozhuo rolled her eyes. "Must you always put on such a brave front? Can't you show some weakness? Give us a chance to act?"
Ye Kunlun was speechless. Looking at Tang Zhuozhuo rolling her eyes at him, he replied helplessly, "Miss Tang, I'm telling the truth!"
"Young Master, allow me to take the next fight," Blood Hand said, fully recovered from his poisoning the previous night. "Although your strength is great, you don't need to bear it all alone."
Ye Kunlun thought about it. He had Blood Hand, Feng Tutu, and Jun Xinglan, three Kai Ling realm powerhouses, by his side.
Letting them fight while he sat back and enjoyed some tea would be much more comfortable.
Just then, Feng Tutu emerged with Nangong Yunshao.
Nangong Yunshao's face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes held a hint of lingering emotion.
Even though the love poison had been neutralized, certain physiological responses from the body would not dissipate quickly.
Ye Kunlun looked at her deeply. Nangong Yunshao felt a strange sensation.
She averted Ye Kunlun's gaze and softly said, "I'm fine. I can continue in the next battle!"
Ye Kunlun chuckled twice, unsure of Nangong Yunshao's intentions.
"You should rest first!" he said to Feng Tutu, "Tutu, prepare some tea. The next round is up to you all."
"You got it!"
Feng Tutu, excited at the prospect of finally having her turn, went to prepare the tea.
"What an arrogant brat!"
A rough voice boomed.
Standing on the west wall was an elder in his fifties, radiating a bloodthirsty aura. He was clearly a powerhouse no less formidable than the old corpse.
"Young Master, leave this to your subordinate!"
Blood Hand flashed before the elder, his effeminate gaze sizing up the newcomer. "Who do I see? Ah, it's Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking."
Those on the Dark Ranking were referred to by their rank, rarely by their true names.
Only assassins who were extremely active and unafraid of retribution would reveal their names.
"Blood Hand Without Limits, are you here to die for this Ye fellow?"
Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking asked coldly, staring at Blood Hand Without Limits.
Blood Hand held up a finger and wagged it in front of Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking. "No, no, no, you've got it wrong. I'm not here to die for the Young Master, but to kill you for the Young Master!"
With that, Blood Hand attacked first.
He was extremely annoyed by his poisoning the previous night. He hadn't even unleashed half of his strength after breaking through.
And he had been ridiculed countless times by Feng Tutu during the day.
Now, all he wanted was to kill and regain his honor!
The Dark Ranking was one of the three major global assassin organizations, on par with the Blood Shadow Tower.
Assassins on the list were ranked based on their strength, missions, and challenges, with a total of one hundred individuals!
Anyone from any country in the world could be on the list, with no restrictions!
It could be said that these one hundred individuals were the absolute elite assassins worldwide.
Therefore, Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking was undoubtedly a top-tier killer.
Seeing Blood Hand make his move, Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking wasted no words and unleashed a punch!
This punch was like a mountain. The roar of the fist caused everyone within hundreds of meters to hold their breath.
It felt as if an invisible, colossal mountain was pressing down on them, instilling a sense of helplessness.
In contrast, Blood Hand's fair, jade-like palms faintly emanated a blood-red glow.
Compared to Nineteenth on the Dark Ranking, his presence was significantly weaker!
"Tonight, Blood Hand Without Limits of Wujian Prison might meet his demise!"
Someone in the shadows remarked.
Ye Kunlun picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. "This tea is quite good."