Yin Yunxiao’s voice rang out, he was obviously walking in front: "Indeed, as I said before, even if we want to resolve the misunderstanding, we must defeat them first. Otherwise, why would we visit and explain when we have lost people?"

"Are we, the Underworld, really so timid and afraid?"

Yin Yunxiao roared angrily: "And that Wei Wo Zheng Sect Feng Yun, what’s his role in this? Like a dog meddling with a rat. Are we, the Underworld, afraid of them, the Wei Wo Zheng Sect? The air of superiority is truly intolerable."

At that moment.

A voice calmly said: "I have always been like this, does the Underworld need to approve? What do you think you are?"

It was precisely the voice of Wei Wo Zheng Sect Feng Yun.

With these words, a brilliant sword light suddenly shot forth.

The target was none other than Yin Yunxiao.

Yin Yunxiao felt a chill through his heart.

He never imagined that Feng Yun would circle ahead of him!

In a hurry, he swept with a sword, fully activating the Divine Ghost Technique, instantly raising a dense ghost fog, transforming into a Ghost Energy Barrier, numerous beams of Yin Qi transformed into swords, shooting out rapidly.

The ’Feng Yun’ ahead sneered coldly, a leisurely voice filled with composure: "Trickery of a petty character."

Then, the Yin Qi sent out by Yin Yunxiao suddenly vanished!

With a thud, Yin Yunxiao screamed in agony, staggering backward.

The scent of blood permeated the air.

In the darkness, only the voice of ’Wei Wo Zheng Sect Feng Yun’ floated around, drifting left and right, lightly saying: "Yin Yunxiao, I am not an unreasonable person. This time, I did not intend to kill anyone from the Underworld. I just wanted to see the resources of the Yin Yang Realm... Just like now, I could easily kill you, but I chose only to sever your arm."

Feng Yun’s voice, as smooth as a breeze, said: "After this, think carefully about how to repay my mercy."

Yin Yunxiao’s wrist spurted blood like a fountain.

The pain made him tremble all over, supported by two disciples, yet he shouted loudly: "Feng Yun, return this severed hand to me!"

Over there, ’Feng Yun’ carelessly tossed the severed hand back: "What, do you want to cook and eat it?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Yin Yunxiao grabbed it, touched it, and his face changed color: "Feng Yun, where is the ring?"

"Strange, if not to seize resources, why would I cut your hand?"

In the darkness, ’Feng Yun’ chuckled lightly: "No need to thank me too much, Yin Yunxiao, thanks for the Heavenly Treasures."

The voice drifted, the last word already far away.

Yin Yunxiao howled long and loud: "Feng Yun! Return the ring!"

But Feng Yun ignored him, already disappeared without a trace.

Yin Yunxiao shouted to the heavens, filled with rage and sorrow.

That was the resources belonging to all the Underworld’s disciples! Not just mine!

Damn you, Feng Yun, you wiped out all of the Underworld’s possessions!

All the Underworld disciples stood dumbfounded.

Among them, Yin Yunxiao was the strongest, far surpassing his peers, yet even he was directly defeated by two moves from the opponent, surviving only because Feng Yun spared him.

If the remaining people went up to fight, there would be no outcome but death.

Yet, all their Space Rings had just been handed to Yin Yunxiao, only to be instantly snatched away.

It was too coincidental.

"Saint Heir, what do we do now?"

"I must recover first... we must seize them back!"

Yin Yunxiao’s eyes glinted with a wolf-like light.

"Feng Yun! Feng Yun! I will remember you, the Underworld’s possessions are not so easily taken! You will pay the price! You will surely pay the price!"

Yin Yunxiao was already incensed to the point of confusion.

His organs felt ablaze.

He had just collected the rings from his fellow disciples, only for them to be snatched in an instant.

This was a humiliation beyond measure!

...

The one pretending to be Feng Yun in this robbery of Yin Yunxiao was naturally Fang Che. Imitating Feng Yun’s voice posed no difficulty for Fang Che.

The ghost energy from Yin Yunxiao’s Divine Ghost Technique was immediately devoured by the Golden Horned Flood Dragon.

Thus, Fang Che could succeed so easily.

Having seized the goods, naturally one must examine the spoils.

"Well, not bad, seven cracks."

Fang Che hummed a tune as he opened Yin Yunxiao’s Space Ring, slightly disappointed as the contents were fewer than he had imagined.

Transferring everything into his own Space Ring: "This Yin Yunxiao is truly useless... huh, what’s this... why is there more?"

Fang Che was astounded.

He poured everything out to examine.

One, two, three, four, five... inside, there were actually thirty-five Space Rings in total!

Fang Che was utterly shocked: "Did Yin Yunxiao rob so many?! This can’t be possible! Even with all the Underworld disciples helping him, it shouldn’t be this many."

But the truth lay before him.

Fang Che opened them one by one.

Transferring Spiritual Medicine into his own Space Ring.

Not much individually, but the combined contents of these thirty-five Space Rings was extensive.

Filling the remaining space in Fang Che’s Space Ring to the brim, if any more came, there would be no room left.

"Remarkable, robbed thirty-five people."

Fang Che couldn’t help but praise.

The remainder was unknown to him, only nine of these rings were stolen, the other twenty-six... belonged to the Underworld’s disciples.

No matter how beautifully Fang Che imagined, he couldn’t foresee that he had completely stripped the Underworld bare!

"Can’t steal any more next."

He couldn’t fit more; a ring must be over seventy percent full to take out a tiny amount of time. It’s impossible to steal enough to fill a second ring to seventy percent.

Even evenly distributing into two rings wouldn’t allow either ring to reach seventy percent. There simply wasn’t enough time.