"Yes!" Ying Zuo lowered his head.

Jing Yan and the others noticed that the face of Seventh Young Master Ying Zuo was slightly pale.

"Seventh Young Master, let me go!" Lu Tuan stood up.

Among Ying Zuo’s guests, only Lu Tuan and Cao Yi were in the All Things Realm. Cao Yi had just fought a match, so this time he couldn’t be sent to fight again.

As for the others...

They were all Taoist Realm cultivators, would they go up and just admit defeat? If they don’t admit defeat directly, they might be instantly killed by Zhao Ping. Lu Tuan was very certain that Zhao Ping would not hold back just because his opponent was a Taoist Realm cultivator.

Ying Zuo gritted his teeth.

"Be careful!" Ying Zuo could only let Lu Tuan go; he had no choice.

"Seventh Young Master, why don’t I give it a try?" Jing Yan said.

Lu Tuan going up, he certainly wouldn’t be able to beat Zhao Ping. At the last Ying Family gathering, Lu Tuan had already been injured by Zhao Ping. Lu Tuan going up again would only result in being beaten harshly. He could get injured again or even face life-threatening danger.

As Jing Yan offered to fight, Ying Zuo was slightly taken aback, and then his face showed a grim smile.

"Brother Jing Yan, I understand your intention. However... Zhao Ping is an All Things Realm cultivator, the strongest guest under Third Young Master’s command," Ying Zuo shook his head and said.

"Fellow Daoist Jing Yan, don’t cause trouble. Those of us in the Taoist Realm facing Zhao Ping, there’s only one result, being instantly killed!" Huo Tong looked at Jing Yan and said.

She wasn’t underestimating Jing Yan.

Who didn’t understand the gap between the Taoist Realm and the All Things Realm? Even if Jing Yan were a top-level Taoist Realm cultivator, he might hold out for a while against an ordinary All Things Realm cultivator, but Zhao Ping was a Late Stage of the All Things Realm cultivator!

"Haha..."

"Brother Jing Yan, with me around, there’s no way it’ll come to you facing Zhaoming!" Lu Tuan laughed heartily and patted Jing Yan on the shoulder.

"Actually..." Jing Yan wanted to say he was also in the All Things Realm.

But as he opened his mouth, Lu Tuan had already leapt out onto the Battle Platform.

"A defeated opponent dares to come again? Aren’t you afraid to die?" Zhao Ping looked at Lu Tuan standing opposite and sneered, speaking coldly.

"Less nonsense, are we fighting or not?" Lu Tuan held a dual-colored short stick and spoke simply.

"Seeking death!" Zhao Ping’s divine power surged wildly, attacking Lu Tuan, with violent energy waves spreading out.

Above, Lord Ying Zhu narrowed his eyes at the two fighting.

"Father and brothers, why target Seventh Brother?" Ninth Young Lady looked at Lord Ying Zhu, her beautiful eyes slightly knit.

Although Ninth Young Lady was extremely young, she was mature in mind. In fact, she understood why her brothers targeted Seventh Brother. She was clever, knowing that asking this way wouldn’t upset her father, Lord Ying Zhu. If she directly said the other brothers were bad and targeting Seventh Brother, it would surely displease her father.

Ying Zhu chuckled and said, "This is merely training. To manage a territory, without sufficient tempering, it’s impossible. One becomes either a dragon or an insect, and what the result will be depends on his own ability."

"Seventh Brother..." Ninth Young Lady glanced at Seventh Young Master Ying Zuo, her beautiful eyes showing faint pity.

On the Battle Platform, the fight was fierce. Lu Tuan exerted all his might, showcasing his strongest combat power. But unfortunately, he was ultimately not Zhao Ping’s opponent. He was in the Mid-stage of Everything Realm, while Zhao Ping was in the Late Stage of the All Things Realm. Moreover, the power of his weapon was much inferior to Zhao Ping’s.

"Cough~urp~" Lu Tuan was slashed and flew out, spitting several mouthfuls of blood, his aura fluctuating, his face reddened frighteningly.

He half-kneeled on the ground, his fierce gaze fixed on Zhao Ping.

"With your level of power, you dare face me, Zhao Ping?"

"Die!" After injuring Lu Tuan, Zhao Ping showed no intention of stopping and attacked fiercely once more as he spoke.

Yet Lu Tuan showed his tenacity, refusing to admit defeat, forcing himself to summon the violently fluctuating divine power within to continue fighting.

"If this doesn’t stop, Brother Lu Tuan will die!" Jing Yan stood up, frowning and spoke firmly.

And as Jing Yan stood up and spoke firmly, Seventh Young Master Ying Zuo also stood up.

"Stop!" Ying Zuo shouted loudly.

The guest under Second Young Master’s command, Zhao Ping, heard Ying Zuo’s voice, deliberately turned to look over with a sneer at the corners of his mouth towards Ying Zuo. He didn’t stop, but attacked Lu Tuan even faster.

"Boom!" Lu Tuan’s body flew far away, falling outside the Battle Platform.

Fresh blood from his mouth gushed uncontrollably.

Jing Yan moved quickly to Lu Tuan’s side, stuffing an elixir into his mouth, simultaneously channeling his divine power to stabilize Lu Tuan’s injuries.

Lu Tuan’s injuries were severe.

In the Immortal Domain, much like in Jing Yan’s Chaos World, almost all cultivators practiced the Power of Laws, with physical bodies generally lacking strength. Practitioners in the All Things Realm generally had a weaker physical body than the Ghost Pattern Beast in the Taoist Realm.

However, in the Immortal Domain, there are some special groups, born with robust physical bodies, like the Ancient Tree Spirits, who specialize in physical cultivation.

After controlling Lu Tuan’s injuries, Jing Yan brought him back.

"What a fool!" Zhao Ping sheathed his weapon, indifferently said, seeming disappointed for not being able to directly kill Lu Tuan.

"Damn it!" Seventh Young Master Ying Zuo clenched his fists.

Seventh Young Master, being human, would naturally feel anger. It’s one thing to bow down before his Second Brother, the Second Young Master, but for his Second Brother’s guest to so blatantly disregard him, not stopping even when he shouted, was too much.

"Zhao Ping, what’s going on? Lu Tuan was already injured, and you keep attacking him?" Second Young Master looked at Zhao Ping.

It seemed like a reprimand, but there was no blame in his tone.

Who couldn’t see it?

If Second Young Master wanted Zhao Ping to hold back, he could have spoken out to stop him. Even Seventh Young Master tried to stop Zhao Ping, why couldn’t he? If he spoke out, would Zhao Ping not comply?

"Second Young Master, this isn’t my fault. Lu Tuan didn’t surrender!" Zhao Ping said cheerfully.

"Hmm, be careful next time," Second Young Master said.

"What a bastard!" Jing Yan cursed under his breath, his anger rising.

Previously, this Second Young Master called them, the guests under Seventh Young Master’s command, dogs, which already displeased Jing Yan greatly. Now, Jing Yan’s anger continued to escalate. Originally, he had not many thoughts, but now Jing Yan felt it was necessary to stand up and do something.

"Zhao Ping is impressive; judging from your cultivation, you should be close to the Peak of All Things Realm. Rewards, heavy rewards!" Lord Ying Zhu waved his hand and said.

Zhao Ping received a pouch, clearly black in color. Inside the black pouch, there were a full ten thousand Black Crystal Stones.