At this moment, a bewildered Ye Yu wore a completely puzzled expression.
What on earth was going on?
He had just arrived at Duan Hun Village, met a man, and instinctively wanted to ask where Ying Naiyan was located within the Ghost Sect.
He thought it would make things easier, save some trouble.
But unexpectedly, the man—whose appearance was more like a traffic accident scene—shouted “scumbag!” without any explanation.
Wasn’t this pure slander?
Just because you’re ugly doesn’t mean you can start hating on handsome people!
Wasn’t that a bit too much?
Wait, what did he say just now? Junior sister?
Ye Yu furrowed his brows slightly and asked with suspicion, “Is there some misunderstanding here?”
“No misunderstanding. If you’re still trying to deny it now, it’s too late! Today I will definitely get justice for my junior sister!” Xia Yuping said, raising his right hand slightly.
A surging ghostly aura gathered.
A thousand-zhang-tall phantom of a ghost god # Nоvеlight # appeared behind him, roaring violently at Ye Yu.
His early-stage Heavenly Ghost Realm cultivation was fully displayed.
Seeing this, Ye Yu did not feel fear.
In his eyes, the Heavenly Ghost Realm was not invincible.
He was just really curious what this ugly man meant. Was his junior sister Ying Naiyan?
But that didn’t add up!
He swore by heaven and earth, he really hadn’t bullied Ying Naiyan.
How could anyone recklessly frame him like that?
“Listen, I’m not taking this blame!”
Thinking this, Ye Yu immediately wanted to explain.
But Xia Yuping gave him no chance, angrily attacking at once.
After several exchanges, Ye Yu’s patience wore thin.
“You accident scene, and you’re still fired up? Aren’t you giving yourself too much credit?”
Ye Yu snorted coldly and suddenly charged at Xia Yuping.
The fight caused huge shockwaves.
Ghosts in Duan Hun Village sensed it and came out to check.
But they only saw thick smoke ahead, and two glimmers constantly colliding.
Even the thousand-zhang ghost god phantom was hidden by the dust.
After a few breaths,
Ying Naiyan suddenly appeared above Duan Hun Village, holding a brilliant Yellow Spring flower.
Just as she stabilized, several golden sword rays shot toward her.
With a wave of her large sleeve,
Seven enormous ghost-face shields, the size of the edge of a city, appeared, blocking the golden sword rays in front of Duan Hun Village.
This stopped those sword rays.
Otherwise, the Ghost Sect would surely suffer heavy casualties.
Who wielded such sharp sword qi?
Ying Naiyan’s expression grew serious as she coldly asked, “What’s going on here?”
Most of the ghosts shook their heads.
They had just arrived and knew nothing about the fight ahead.
A guarding ghost said, “Reporting to the elder, our Duan Hun Village sect master is currently fighting someone.”
Ying Naiyan raised her brow slightly, “No wonder this ghostly aura felt so familiar—it’s the sect master’s senior brother.”
“But where did the enemy come from?”
“Aren’t almost all enemies outside Duan Hun Village dead?”
“And it’s rare for anyone to fight so evenly with the sect master’s senior brother.”
The guarding disciple tried to recall the scene and instinctively said, “That person seemed to have come from Ku Han City, named Ye Yu.”

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