Everything happened too fast, too fast.
So fast that Ying Naiyan was completely unprepared.
She almost couldn’t believe her own eyes — a mighty Demon King Realm expert had just been killed like that.
And Fan Jiangmi, who had been so imposing and arrogant, immediately turned and fled.
Without any hesitation.
Facing two Demon King Realm experts, one was killed in an instant, the other scared off.
Such a scene — even in her dreams she wouldn’t dare imagine it, yet now it was unfolding right before her.
Her husband had become stronger!
Ying Naiyan’s gaze softened even more.
Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Ye Yu’s figure flash, chasing after the direction Fan Jiangmi had fled.
Was he going to kill two Demon King Realms in one day?
Ying Naiyan clenched her small fists excitedly, secretly cheering for Ye Yu.
Little did she know, extermination was absolutely necessary!
Back when Ye Yu was showing himself as a literary talent, he had already decided that both Wei Zhichun and Fan Jiangmi would die here.
Otherwise,
The news that he wasn’t a demon would surely leak out.
That would cause big trouble.
So Ye Yu couldn’t just watch Fan Jiangmi escape.
He clearly understood that the reason he had easily defeated Wei Zhichun was because the latter had been counterattacked and mentally damaged.
But to swiftly slay a Demon King Realm expert, the method mattered.
For example, using thunder.
This extremely strong and pure Yang technique would cause greater harm to demons.
Thus, Ye Yu immediately took out the Feather Butterfly Sword and performed the True Qinglian Thunder Summoning Sword Technique.
In an instant, a black heavenly thunderbolt suddenly appeared.
It struck directly on the fleeing Fan Jiangmi.
At the same time,
About a hundred li away, Dongkui suddenly shuddered.
A strand of black thunder began to leap across her wrist.
Dongkui slowly raised her wrist, her expression grave, whispering, “This aura... so familiar. Is it just ahead?”
Before she finished speaking,
Her figure disappeared from where she stood,
Swiftly rushing forward.
Meanwhile, Ye Yu, wanting to end the fight quickly,
continued swinging the Feather Butterfly Sword, aided by the sword spirit Sisi.
Within mere breaths, the place where Fan Jiangmi stood was forcibly turned into a pool of thunder.
The black mist generated from the dissipating ghost aura spread everywhere.
Paired with Fan Jiangmi’s agonized screams, it formed an extremely eerie scene.
All demons within ten thousand li trembled in fear at the aura of this heavenly thunder.
None dared to look up toward the sky.
Soon,
Ye Yu finally put down the Feather Butterfly Sword and quickly advanced.
He arrived above Fan Jiangmi.
It had to be said, Demon King Realm experts truly were formidable — after being struck by ninety-nine heavenly thunders, he still hadn’t been completely destroyed.
But at this moment, his soul and body were extremely fragile, full of cracks.
Like a piece of porcelain on the verge of shattering.
“Please, don’t... don’t kill me. I’m willing to do anything for you.”
Fan Jiangmi had completely lost his courage.
Because he clearly knew he was no match for the man before him.
If not for having two very high-grade protective underworld artifacts on him earlier, he would have died on the spot.
So he wanted to make one last desperate plea.
But his begging was useless.
Ye Yu delivered a single sword strike and killed him on the spot.
Indeed, the higher the realm, the greater the difference in power.
Right now he was only late Golden Immortal Realm.
If he could enter the Immortal Lord Realm, killing Fan Jiangmi wouldn’t be so difficult.
Looks like it was necessary to improve his strength as soon as possible!
Ye Yu shook his head slightly, then prepared to turn and leave.


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