tion to Zhao Dafu and Huang Xiaoli. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, let's go!""Thank you, Mr. Ye. Thank you, Mr. Ye."Zhao Dafu repeatedly expressed his gratitude and then turned back to...The Black-clad men from the Berick family were utterly terrified. After all, Vander Saar was their strongest, the only one at the mid-stage of Heaven Tier, and he had been killed so easily. How could they possibly win this fight

But the future wouldn't give them a chance to react. The Tu people had been oppressed by various forces for years and naturally wouldn't be polite about it.

She pointed the golden staff in her hand forward, and the earthlings behind her immediately pounced on those in black like wolves.

Since Ye Bufan helped retrieve the golden staff, the strength of the Earth Tribe has become vastly different from before. Apart from a Heaven Rank Grand Perfection level Wood, there are dozens who have stepped into the threshold of Heaven Rank.

On the other hand, those in black from the Libereck family arrived with a menacing aura. However, their cultivation levels were generally only above the Xuan rank. This power gap was hardly a battle, but rather a one-sided massacre.

In just a few breaths, these black people were already killed or injured.

The dark wizard, Bebeto, standing beside him, his black robe trembling, was clearly astonished as well. He hadn't expected the usually meek and docile Earth Tribe people to suddenly transform from a sheep into a tiger.

He raised his staff, muttering a series of arcane words. A black plume shot out from the staff and transformed into a massive black serpent, several zhang long, coiling above his head.

"Die, you lowly mongrel."

Bebeito waved his staff, and the great serpent instantly transformed into millions of tiny black snakes, shooting towards the nearby earth tribe members like lightning.

This is his trump card, a forbidden dark magic called the Wan She Shi Hun Technique. Whoever gets bitten by those black snakes will have their soul devoured completely, leaving behind only an empty shell of a body.

He originally thought that he was just going through the motions today, and didn't need to take action himself. But he never expected things to turn out this way.

In order to quickly turn the tide, he unleashed his most powerful dark magic as soon as he made his move.

In Bebetto's eyes, as long as he could complete this spell, the other party was already dead, with no room for reversal.

It's a pity he doesn't understand the Tujia people well enough, nor the terrifying power of the golden staff.

On his side, he had just used the Ten Thousand Serpents Soul Devouring Art. The golden staff in Future's hand immediately burst into dazzling golden light.

Those black little snakes, upon touching the golden light, were instantly incinerated as if they had met their nemesis. They were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, not even a trace remained.

"This... This is a Saint-Rank cultivator"

A raspy voice, thick with shock, emerged from beneath Bebeto's black robe.

This guy never expected to come to the Tujia area, but he encountered a Saint-rank cultivator.

Realizing things were going south, he immediately waved his staff, transforming into a plume of black smoke and quickly drifting away into the distance.

Unfortunately, the future wouldn't give him a chance to escape. The golden staff in his hand burst out with another dazzling golden light, shrouding the black smoke in an instant.

"Ah!"

From within the golden light came a pitiful cry from Bebeito. Soon, the black aura was purified by the golden light, leaving only a staff lying on the ground in the end.

In just a few dozen minutes, all the strong warriors sent by the Berik family were slaughtered by the Earth tribe.

"Long live the Tu people!"

At that moment, Wood led countless Tu people to their knees, hands raised towards the heavens, venting their excitement.

For how many years have they been enduring, and finally they can hold their heads high, finally able to protect their kin and land.

The future little face was also beaming with excitement. She held a golden staff in her hand and looked towards the direction of Apple City.

"Ye Gege, thank you. It was you who allowed the Tu people to stand tall again, and no one can break apart our alliance!"

After a busy day outside, the people at Apple Hotel, including Cao Xinghua, returned to their accommodations exhausted. After all, they were all elderly people in their eighties and nineties.

Cao Xinghua and Lou Baiming lived in the same room. After dinner, they took a bath together and then lay in bed to rest.

"What has your senior brother been busy with these days"

Cao Xinghua asked casually.

"Who knows, Senior Brother is a man of great affairs, how could we possibly guess"

Cao Xinghua's weather-beaten face was full of emotion: "Indeed, Senior Brother is a person who does great things. With him, we see hope for the revival of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Before, we never dared to dream that traditional Chinese medicine could go global, but today we stand here in the U.S., winning the respect of the world.

Lou Baining followed up and said, "Yes, with Senior Brother here, our traditional Chinese medicine can flourish and eventually become the greatest medicine for all humankind..."

They were talking when suddenly a black shadow slowly emerged in the room. The figure was completely shrouded from head to toe, with only two eyes gleaming with menacing coldness.

Seeing a person suddenly appear in the room, Cao Xinghua and the other old man were startled.

"Who are you What do you want to do"

Cao Xinghua asked nervously.

"Who am I I am the one who will send you to meet God."

That man let out a sinister chuckle, clearly not taking the two old men before him seriously. "Let me, the Night Butcher, kill you two useless old things It would be a waste of my skill, like using a bull knife to kill a chicken, as your people would say."

"As per my master's orders, I will select one of you old geezers to kill every day. Which one of you should I start with"

After saying that, a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes, like a cat about to pounce on its prey. He drew out a gleaming dagger and strode towards the two of them.

Cao Xinghua said: "If you dare to touch us, your senior brother will not let you off."

Although the two old men were a little nervous, they weren't afraid.

"Threatening me, are you Then I'll start with you."

The Night Butcher's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the dagger in his hand slashed towards Cao Xinghua's throat.

This sword is as thin as a willow leaf and as fast as lightning. Over the years, countless people have died by this blade.

In his eyes, the old man was already dead as soon as he made his move.

"With your pathetic assassination skills, you dare to try and kill me You're nowhere near good enough."

The Night Butcher was instantly petrified, as a skilled assassin he had thoroughly scouted the room before making his move.

He did the same, having already confirmed there was no danger, but unexpectedly, there was someone hiding beside him.

And the appearance of this person brought him a great sense of crisis. Out of instinct, the killer knew this was someone he couldn't handle. Since he couldn't kill the person, he had to escape as quickly as possible.

He swiftly retracted his dagger, transforming into a phantom and leaping towards the window.

"Want to run It's not that easy."

The Night Butcher hadn't even reached the window when a giant hand appeared before him, followed by a slap that sent him crashing to the ground.

"This…"

At this moment, fear filled his heart. As a top 100 assassin on the killer ranking list, his strength was unquestionable, yet he found himself with no room to resist in front of the opponent, even escaping becoming a luxury.

He looked up in terror, and saw a young man in his twenties standing before him with a cheerful smile. This man was none other than Situ Fei, the master of Tian Sha Island.

After completing the assassination of the Brown family, Situ Fei was sent by Ye Bufan to protect these elderly Chinese medicine practitioners. His inherited martial arts skills were focused on assassination, and he was at the level of a Saint-ranked warrior. How could a small Night Butcher escape his eyeseding to ask, the middle-aged man began to speak volubly, “In the Imperial Capital, there are three major clinics: Huichuntang, Ji**ang, and the other is Shenzhen Wang.”Although traditional Chinese me...