Although Inoue Harusame was the Goddess of the Fox Immortal Temple, her greatest function was merely to maintain contact with the deities and serve the devotees of the deities—she possessed no cultivation whatsoever on her own.

That was why she seemed so terrified.

However, after hearing Ye Ming’s words, Inoue Harusame’s sense of security instantly skyrocketed, causing her fear to vanish and her gaze towards Ye Ming to change.

She obediently nodded her head and stepped behind Ye Ming.

Ye Ming’s face remained indifferent as he casually waved his hand, and a streak of white light sliced through the crowd.

With his strength increased, Ye Ming no longer needed a complicated process to summon the True Qi Blade—he could condense the True Qi into form in an instant.

The blade cut through the crowd, bisecting a guard at the waist and splattering blood everywhere.

The sword rose and fell effortlessly, without any drag or sloppiness, making it look remarkably easy.

The guards, who witnessed such a scene, were instantly dumbfounded, standing still with a sense of helplessness.

What seemed to be a simple action had already proven the gaping disparity in strength; the guards were terrified out of their wits, how could they dare to continue their assault?

Seizing the moment of the enemy’s stupor, Ye Ming plunged into the crowd, moving as freely as a fish in water, wantonly killing to his heart’s content. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Towards these people of Japan, Ye Ming wouldn’t feel a shred of sympathy, especially since they were now targeting him—Ye Ming was certainly not going to show mercy.

Several guards were slashed apart with pfft sounds, their limbs and severed arms strewn on the ground, accompanied by a strong smell of blood that was extremely unpleasant.

Shan Shangmu and Sakurada Yoko, standing at the back of the crowd, were stunned; they could never have imagined that the guards they had nurtured would be so feeble against Ye Ming, crumbling at the slightest touch with no resistance at all.

Inoue Harusame, who was hiding behind Ye Ming, was also very shocked; even though she had personally witnessed Ye Ming demonstrate his power yesterday, today’s scene still dumbfounded her.

She murmured, "This is what a real man is! Mr. Ye, you’re really so handsome!"

Her unreserved praise reached everyone’s ears present.

Shan Shangmu, burning with fury, questioned Ye Ming, "Who in the world are you to be so reckless!"

"The destruction of the Fox Immortal Temple yesterday—was that also related to you? Was the Onmyoji Qing Yu killed by you as well? And the dozens of guards within the Fox Immortal Temple..."

Ye Ming nodded indifferently and said, "There’s no need to guess; I did all these things."

"The only pity is, due to my carelessness, that Fox Demon managed to slip away right under my nose."

After hearing Ye Ming’s statement, Shan Shangmu was even more shocked, staring at Inoue Harusame with a look of disbelief and asked, "Inoue Harusame, you spineless woman, are you actually going to serve your own enemy?"

"Moreover, not only did your Fox Immortal Temple get destroyed, but you also brought him to our Raven God Temple to cause trouble; it’s completely unreasonable! Excessively outrageous!"

"You will pay a severe price for not putting Neon City’s number one swordsman in your eyes!"

With a long sword in hand, Shan Shangmu stared at Ye Ming with a threatening aura.

After hearing Shan Shangmu’s words, Ye Ming chuckled dismissively and jeered, "In this minuscule place of Neon City, there probably aren’t many who wield swords; did you bestow upon yourself the title of number one swordsman?"

"Bastard, arrogant man from Dragon Country, you will soon pay the price for your arrogance!" Shan Shangmu shouted, and a pale blue light radiated from his arm, coalescing on the blade’s edge.

In the blink of an eye, his long sword was already imbued with pale blue True Qi.

Following that, he propelled himself off the ground and, with a whoosh, charged towards Ye Ming.

"Die! I am going to rip your heart out and offer it to the Raven God!"

As Shan Shangmu was about to reach him, Ye Ming remained indifferent and unmoved, standing at his original spot, calmly watching him come closer.

Shan Shangmu rejoiced, mistakenly believing that Ye Ming was petrified by his overpowering aura.

He swung his long sword towards Ye Ming’s head, unleashing a lethal strike right from the start.

At that moment, Ye Ming suddenly made his move, seizing Shan Shangmu’s wrist in a grip and twisting forcefully. A crisp snap echoed as Shan Shangmu’s wrist was crushed to pieces.

Before he could scream in agony, he felt the True Qi within his body draining away at an alarming rate, flowing into Ye Ming’s body.

"What’s going on? Why is my True Qi being absorbed by you?" Shan Shangmu asked in a panic.

Without offering any explanation, Ye Ming, after absorbing all the True Qi, kicked Shan Shangmu away.

The cultivators of Neon City all share a common flaw: they extensively use True Qi in battle, like Qing Yu before, who used pure True Qi to create explosive talismans, and now Shan Shangmu, who used large amounts of True Qi to envelop his blade in combat.

Though these methods could enhance one’s combat power, they also caused immense consumption of True Qi. And yet, they all had large reserves of True Qi, which Ye Ming found very peculiar.

Whether it be Qing Yu before or Shan Shangmu now, their cultivation level was at most at the Great Grandmaster realm, but the amount of True Qi they possessed nearly matched Ye Ming’s own reserves.

There definitely was some secret behind this, and Ye Ming wanted to investigate, but for now, he intended to take all their True Qi for himself.

After finishing, Shan Shangmu slumped to the ground, as limp as a ragdoll, his body unresponsive except for his moving eyes and mouth.

And Sakurada Yoko on the side was also terrified, having already retreated into the Raven God Temple to avoid the brunt of what’s happened.

"It seems there’s nothing here, just an empty temple. Let’s go, on to the next place," Ye Ming said slowly.

Inoue Harusame nodded and proceeded to leave with Ye Ming.

Just at that moment, a shout came from the temple: "Stop, both of you!"

Sakurada Yoko called out tremblingly, "You’ve injured the captain of my temple guards and killed so many of my guards. You won’t be leaving so easily!"

"You will pay a grievous price for this!"

"Lord Raven God, please show yourself! Your followers are suffering and need your help."

Ye Ming’s gaze grew increasingly cold, clearly sensing a dangerous presence drawing closer.

Shan Shangmu, already reduced to a puddle of mush on the ground, suddenly began to taunt: "Lord Raven God is going to show up, Inoue Harusame, and you, the arrogant man from Dragon Country, your end is approaching!"

"Lord Raven God, I am also your devout follower. Please, you must avenge me!"

Such awkward and juvenile dialogue made Ye Ming’s expression turn even more serious.

Suddenly, a forlorn and heroic wail echoed through the air.

From within the Raven God Temple, a jet-black raven burst forth, flying out.