In the dusty and densely built west side neighborhood, a 100-foot circular sandy land suddenly appeared.

Ye Anping stared at the golden bowl in the sand, slightly squinting.

The huge sky-swallowing mouth that just emerged from the ground was the mouthpart of the *Blood Kraken*. Everything it swallowed turned into sand and dust. Even a *Nascent Soul* cultivator would lose half his life if bitten.

But this golden bowl blocked the *Blood Kraken*'s mouth, and there wasn't even a crack on it.

Judging from this effect, the golden bowl was probably a body-controlling magic weapon of the *Core Formation* or even the *Nascent Soul* stage.

It was definitely not something that a rogue cultivator could get his hands on.

When this matter was over, he felt it necessary to check out the details of this brother Liang.

If he was really a young master from a big family, taking him to the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect might cause them a grudge against a big family, which would be very difficult to deal with.

Feng Yu Die also recovered from her daze and asked, "Young Master Ye, what did that demonic cultivator do?"

"He went crazy. After Zuo Min and Zi Tiancheng died, he had to support all the remaining formations by himself and consumed too much spiritual energy. Furthermore, he saw that the deadly formations he had studied for a hundred years were easily countered by Liang Zhu. The doubt made him become obsessed with one thought and explode."

With that reply, Ye Anping pulled his bamboo hat, jumped off the roof with his sister, and went to the side of the golden bowl, walking back and forth to observe the outside. Finally, he lightly knocked on the bowl and called out. "Brother Liang, are you still alive? It's me, your sixth brother. I have brought help."

The golden stream of light gradually faded, and the stone bowl flew into the air, shrinking to the size of a hand before falling back into Liang Zhu's palm.

He looked at Ye Anping resentfully and said nothing.

Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and looked at the stone bowl in his hand.

"Brother Liang, what's the origin of this bowl of yours? It can actually block the mouth of the *Blood Kraken* without any damage."

Liang Zhu took a deep breath, put the stone bowl back into his storage bag, and straightened his bamboo hat that had been crooked in the battle. Then, he glanced at Pei Lianxue and Feng Yu Die. "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Brother Liang, your dancing is famous all over the world. I, your sixth brother, really admire you."

"Did you already know that I had this golden bowl, or did you want to get rid of me here?"

"Brother Liang, I just believe in your abilities. And even if something happens to you, I will take care of Ating for you."

"..."

Liang Zhu stopped speaking. Rolling his eyes, he removed the bandage covering his face, took out a Spirit Gathering pill, popped it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Using this golden bowl almost depleted his spiritual energy, and he had to adjust his breath to recover quickly.

It was at this time that a sound like a dragon's breath spread out in the sky again.

*Hooooo*...

The blood lotus hanging above the ***Dragon House*** shrank for the third time, scattering clusters of red snowflakes all over.

Ye Anping pulled his bamboo hat lower and looked up for a moment. "Now, none of us has been seriously injured. There are four formations beside Li Feng. Each of us is responsible for one. If we break the formations, the *Red Refined Five Lotus Formation* will be destroyed. Then, we can leave. Doesn't it sound simple?"

Liang Zhu listened, pondered about it, and asked, "Dismantling four formations in front of a *Nascent Soul* cultivator?"

"Yep."

"And how are we going to dismantle them?"

"By sheer force."

...

Outside the gate of the inner mansion, more than twenty mansion guards lined up and set up lots of stakes in a defensive structure. Together with the surviving cultivators, they established the last line of defense to resist the blood spirits that kept coming like tidal waves.

The leader, a mansion guard holding a spear and wearing armor and feathers, shouted an order. "We must defend this place no matter what. Those who are seriously injured, retreat into the mansion. And the rest, get up and go out there to defeat the enemy."

"Yes, sir!!!"

At this time, a cultivator from some sect with half his body bleeding came over and demanded. "Where is Master Li? What is Master Li of your ***Dragon House*** doing? It's been so long, why haven't I seen him take action? The demonic cultivators have almost reached the inner mansion!"

His complaint ignited the anger in the hearts of other cultivators who were recuperating at the back.

An older man with white sideburns instantly stood up. "Yes, yes!! We were invited to participate at the Dragons' Convention. Seeing what happened, could it be that that old geezer Li Feng set a trap for us?"

"That's right! Where is Li Feng? A *Nascent Soul* cultivator would solve the problem with a wave of his hand. Why hasn't he shown up yet? Does he really want to wait until we are all dead before taking action?"

"..."

Looking at the cultivators who were leaning against the wall or lying in the hall, the chief guard frowned as he understood where their grievances came from. Even he himself wondered why their master had not acted until now.

Although there was no official statistic yet, at least ten thousand people had been dead or injured in the ***Dragon House*** until now.

For such a big matter, why hadn't Li Feng intervened yet?

And even their Young Lady went missing and had not stepped forward to take charge of the situation!

The chief guard looked at everyone, then slammed his spear into the ground.

*Thud*--

"Silence!!"

Then, he took a deep breath and replied, "After the matter is settled, the ***Dragon House*** will definitely give a reasonable explanation to all the sects and factions. For now, please remain calm. If we allow those blood spirits to invade the inner mansion, then the consequences will be something that you all don't want to see."

A guard wrapped in bandages came running from the direction of the inner mansion and whispered in his ear. "Chief, I've searched all over the place, and Master is nowhere to be found."

"What about the Young Lady?"

"I didn't find her either."

"Tsk... Look for them again!!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this moment, four cultivators with bamboo hats on their heads and bandages on their faces entered the hall. The chief guard turned and saw they were the same people who previously showed the Young Lady's jade pendant. He quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands. "My Lord."

Ye Anping looked at the leader, then glanced at the other cultivators from various sects in the hall, and said, "Tell your guards to head to the city and search for survivors. The blood spirits are not strong, you guys should be able to handle them easily."

"But my Lord... there are three demonic cultivators at the *Core Formation* stage in the city."

"They are dead. The only threat in the city now comes from those who were tainted by the red snow and turned into blood spirits."

At this, the chief guard looked at them in disbelief. Of these four people, three were in the early stage, and only one was in the late stage of the *Foundation Building*.

But after thinking about the golden dragon that appeared in the central district before, he didn't question anything and only added, "My Lord, please help me calm down these people. Master Li is missing now, and so is the Young Lady. If this continues, these people might..."

"Hmm..."

Ye Anping pondered for a bit, then looked at the cultivators who were now staring at him. He stepped forward, took out Li Longling's jade pendant and his ***Black Star*** Sect's ID badge, and raised his hand, showing them.

"Everyone, I am a disciple of the ***Black Star*** Sect. I have the jade pendant of the Young Lady of the ***Dragon House***, and I am leading the mansion guards to deal with this invasion of demonic cultivators."

Everyone was slightly surprised when they saw the ***Black Star*** Sect's badge.

"Master Li is currently fighting a demonic cultivator in the *Nascent Soul* stage, and he has no energy left to help us here."

"A *Nascent Soul* stage demonic cultivator?"

"Has a *Nascent Soul* demonic cultivator come to the **Western Region**?"

"Yes. All of you should also know that Master Li once followed my sect's Immortal Matriarch to fight against demonic cultivators in the south and north. Together, they banished that group of evil demonic beings to the **Eastern Region**, so please rest assured that Master Li will definitely resolve this matter and give you all an explanation."

After saying that, Ye Anping gave Feng Yu Die and the others a look. Then, he led them through the gate hall and continued toward the inner mansion.