Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The veils of the women in black were stripped away to reveal their faces—it was Zhou Mei and her maid.

Zhou Mei pursed her red lips and glared sharply at the two men in white—she wanted to know who they were.

The men in white shook their heads, sealed Zhou Mei and her maid's acupuncture points, and headed toward the fight in the main courtyard after leaving them in the study room.

“Thump, thump, thump, thump…” The addition of these two white-clad men to the battle was the straw that broke the camel's back as men in black started getting defeated one by one. Their acupuncture points were sealed, cultivations crippled, and their unmoving bodies then tossed aside.

A black-clad man suddenly let out a deep, long howl that reverberated throughout Ji River Valley.

Instantly, six masked men in black popped out of six different places in Ji River Valley.

They came out of places like a villager's courtyard, a mansion, a restaurant, a brothel, and even the Town Defense Prefecture. All of their faces were covered with a black veil as they rushed past houses like six plumes of smoke before blasting through Ji Public House's gates.

The six black-clad men's presence rebalanced the fight.

The howling man was getting more and more upset over their current condition.

They initially thought that with an insider, they would have known the true extent of the Ji Public House's prowess—twenty-two of them plus the two insiders was supposed to guarantee a smooth and easy execution of their plan and their unscathed escape by the time the Ji Public House was taken down.

On the other hand, the extra six martial art masters planted in the city were supposed to create distraction and confusion among the people.

If they had known that things were going to turn out this way, they would have gathered everyone to act together and tore down the Ji Public House like a violent flash flood right from the start.

However, it was too late for regrets now, it was as if they had all fallen into a pit of quicksand. If this went on, they would only get bogged down deeper, thus, the six back-up martial art masters had no choice but to come into play.

A loud whistle rang out from the restaurant again. “Number Three!”

Another eight men completely covered in white leaped out of the restaurant, their entire face, save for their bright, glowing eyes, was hidden from view.

They took large steps, each spanning over ten meters, such that within a few strides, they caught up to the six men.

These eight people had a profound level of cultivation. Their palm force was fierce and strong as they were able to weaken the six men within a few moves.

Furthermore, they did not try to avoid the black-clad men's attacks. Instead, their bodies emitted a flickering purple glow that replicated the impact of each strike they endured back onto the black-clad men, so after more than ten moves, the men in white took down their opponents, sealed their acupuncture points, crippled their martial arts and tossed the enemy aside without trouble.

The six arrogant Grandmasters could only lay on the floor in utter disappointment.

As the white-clad men rushed into the battlefield, the tides turned in their favor and the men in black fell into an even worse predicament

Within a few seconds, two more were defeated, leaving only fourteen of the black-clad men still standing—though their lives were already in jeopardy.

A loud whistle echoed. “Beware, they are planning to leave by using their secret skills!”

The moment he finished this sentence, a series of m.u.f.fled thuds were heard from the bodies of the masked men in black. “Thump, thump, thump, thump…”

Some of them seemed to be combusting as they radiated some sort of fiery heat from all-over, while others had eyes that emitted bright red lights. Their transformation was surreal and seemed like the perfect way to turn the tables.

However, their efforts were futile as everyone surrounding them cast their secret skill at the same time.

“Amitabha Buddha…” The sound of sacred words resonated across the night sky as ten masked men in white glowed with a soft, warm l.u.s.ter. As they moved slowly, their opponents' movements somehow mirrored theirs and grew sluggish, as if they were surrendering their bodies for a round of free beating.

“Boom! Boom!” Four masked men in black were down.

“Hum…” The palm attack of five white-clad men was like thunder as it rumbled forward with a roar that could curdle blood.

“Whoosh…” Two other masked men in white moved like Spirit Cranes, their movements graceful and elegant, but still bizarrely fast.

Suddenly, a bright ball of light appeared in the sky, it was a lot brighter than the moon. As the ball of light compressed into itself, it transformed into a light door that stood erect in the night sky, looking truly magnificent.

Without warning, a black-clad man disappeared from where he stood and transformed into a ray of white light that shot towards the sky where the light door was. Once he was there, he changed back into his human form and after a glance downward, he entered the light door.

After that, another ray of light shot toward the skies and revealed its silhouette before the door. He turned his head and looked down at the people below him, then walked through the light door decidedly.

As the light door slowly disappeared from the night sky, melancholic looks crept onto the faces of those living in Ji River Valley.

Many kneeled with a reverent expression on their faces, they were genuinely amazed as they thought that they were witnessing a true ascension to heaven. ‘These people must have cultivated successfully to be able to ascend to heaven!' The villagers thought.

“Let's go!” A masked man in black snapped. After that, he suddenly ran toward his comrade, took a few palm attacks and then went to give another man in black a strong shove.

“Boom!” He exploded, leaving not even his dead body behind.

The four white-clad men who surrounded the black-clad man's comrades were radiating a gentle glow as they softly echoed their sacred mantra when the black-clad man self-destructed. At that moment, a purple l.u.s.ter enveloped each of the men in white and flickered vigorously. As the lavender glow eventually ruptured, they took two steps back and let the shattered purple light shards float away while their original glow restored its steady glimmer.

Meanwhile, Chu Li stood on the roof of the restaurant with Fa Yuan and Lu Yurong beside him.

Fa Yuan put his hands together as his bald head gleamed brightly under the moonlight.

Lu Yurong had a white veil on, which hid her charming face and revealed only her limpid eyes that silently watched the battle that was taking place in the Ji Public House.

Chu Li turned toward Fa Yuan and Lu Yurong as he chuckled. “The disciples of the Holy Church of Light truly don't fear death.”

Fa Yuan put his hands together and bowed in agreement.

Chu Li then complimented, “I must admit, Tempest Temple's secret skill is truly quite ingenious to be able to fend off this attack. I've gone against this attack before, it was scarily powerful!”

Fa Yuan replied, “This is because the secret skill's effectiveness is highly dependent on one's cultivation level – Brother Fa Xiang and his comrades have an incredibly deep cultivation level.”

“We'll have to start getting busy now.” Chu Li stretched out his index finger and pointed at a black-clad man who was fleeing from Ji Public House. “It's an acquaintance of ours, Miss Lu!”

He put his arm around Lu Yurong's slim waist and appeared before the masked man in black in a flash. Chu Li grinned. “Why the pathetic escape, Priest?”

The black-clad man swung his right arm whilst simultaneously drawing his left fist back for a punch.

A ray of light shot towards Chu Li lightning-fast, but with a slight twist of his body, Chu Li evaded it. He chuckled, amused. “You can't get me with just a Light Blade!”

Lu Yurong sent out her palm and struck the Divine Light Fist.

She took a step back and a.s.sumed a proud stance as her white tunic blew in the wind. Her eyes were lit with a fiery glint—she was pleased with the results of her Isolated Cultivation as her martial arts must have improved a lot to be able to fight this Divine Light Fist head on!

Fa Yuan floated toward them and declared his arrival with a quiet utterance of Buddha's name.

“This is the Holy Church of Light's Guardian Priest, Fang Qingyang. Fa Yuan, if we can take him down, then the Holy Church of Light will be greatly weakened!”

“Alright!” Fa Yuan nodded.

Then, Buddhist mantras from the skies were heard as a faint light shone down on Fa Yuan. Fa Yuan wore a solemn expression as his eyes appeared to sympathetically peer at Fang Qingyang.

Simultaneously, Chu Li's Heavenly Demonic Orb had reached his precordium and was rolling with a huge, limitless amount of energy within him.

Meanwhile, a brilliant splendor befell Lu Yurong from the skies and slowly seeped into her body. She was like a l.u.s.trous white jade that radiated luminance, like a celestial G.o.ddess that shone with an otherworldly aura.

“Boom!” Chu Li's sudden charge towards Fang Qingyang was accompanied by a blinding light that flashed by Chu Li's waist. In one swift motion, it transformed into a cold metal glint before Fang Qingyang's throat.

Fang Qingyang bent over backward and evaded the attack. He was using the Secret Technique of Great Light, which was why his body movement technique was rapid. It made his reflexes almost instantaneous.

Lu Yurong and Fa Yuan attacked simultaneously, one of them used the fierce t.i.tanium Palm while the other sent out an extreme-Yin and extreme-cold Empyrean Fairy Fist.

Fang Qingyang did not bother to fight with them as his body swept by like flowing light and fled the scene.

In a flash, Chu Li appeared before him and blocked his path.

“Thump, thump, thump…” Fang Qingyang bombarded Chu Li with his Divine Light Fist from afar, he did not dare to fight Chu Li with his inner energy because once he was caught up in this fight, there was no way he could handle Chu Li and the two other top-notch masters at the same time.

Chu Li suddenly popped up behind him and sent out a palm attack.

Fang Qingyang quickly twisted his body and successfully evaded it. Then, he transformed into a ray of light and shot away from the scene again.

Chu Li frowned, it was truly difficult to keep Fang Qingyang under control when he was using his secret skill with only the intention of fleeing.

He stole a glance at the Ji Public House and shook his head. “Forget it, just let him go!”

Though confused at his statement, Fa Yuan and Lu Yurong did not argue and stood aside as they watched Fang Qingyang escape in the form of a ray of light.

Chu Li then declared gravely, “It's more important to finish off that fella!”

Chu Li's finger was pointed at a black-clad man who was standing far away. The man's eyes were s.h.i.+ning with a bright red glow and his gaze was as sharp as a sword. The mere sight of him made their blood run cold.