Before Cheng could react, a terrifying presence overwhelmed his senses.
His body tensed—his instincts screamed danger.
But it was too late.
A blazing slash cut across his shoulder, the wound refusing to stop bleeding.
He spun around, attempting to spot his attacker—no one was there.
SLASH!
"Argh!!"
Another strike landed, this one far worse—pain tore through his body.
He staggered, gritting his teeth.
"Fight me fair and square, you coward—ARGH!!"
Before he could finish, another hit seared his back, carving an 'X' shape into his flesh.
His body froze—the attack carried a paralysis effect.
Cheng collapsed to the ground, helpless.
"Damn this!" His frustration boiled.
"Yin, Yang—attack!"
The Foxes Strike
HOWL!!!
Yin let out an eerily sorrowful howl, like a cry for help that tugged at the heartstrings of anyone who heard it.
From the bushes, a man emerged—his handsome face, white hair, and gleaming sword reflecting the moonlight.
For a moment, he appeared entranced—before snapping out of it.
A cold smile played on his lips.
"I am the Young Master of Divine Visionary Sect," he declared.
"Will you grant me the honor of taking your life?"
His eyes burned with cruel amusement.
Liu Yu's Captivity
Meanwhile, in front of a towering gate, Liu Yu sat trapped in a cage, carried on a wheelbarrow by two men—Xiao and Liufeng.
Her hands clenched into fists.
"Let go of me! Is this how you treat a girl?"
"Shut up!" Xiao snapped, irritation creeping into his voice.
"Don't make this harder than it already is!"
Liufeng's lips curled into a wicked grin.
"Since no one's watching, how about we have some fun with her?"
Liu Yu's stomach dropped.
Liufeng's hungry gaze roamed over her.
"She's going to be sold after her brother is dead anyway…
"So why don't we test if she's fit for the job?"
His tongue flicked over his lips.
A shudder ran up her spine.
Fear clawed at her—but she steadied herself.
"I… I wouldn't do that if I were you," she stammered.
Liufeng laughed, leaning closer.
"And why not?"
His eyes gleamed, his tone predatory.
Liu Yu forced herself to hold his gaze.
Her voice grew firm, deadly calm.
"If you touch me… my brother will be angry."
She leaned forward slightly, eyes burning with certainty.
"And if he's angry… even the gods will tremble."