Witnessing the Black Panther's tragic demise, everyone present was shocked and dumbfounded, unsure when such a formidable expert had appeared.
The most shocking thing was Death God. A Cold Autumn, who he had already been unable to gain any advantage from, now also had another powerful Ye Tian, who was no weaker than the Black Panther. How could he possibly cope with this?
Although he still had about thirty men under his command, the highest cultivation level among them was only at the peak of the Earth Rank. And an Earth Rank martial artist was no stronger than an ant in front of a Heaven Rank mid-stage expert, so they couldn't play much of a role at all.
As the top contender on the dark list, he was also a decisive person. He immediately made up his mind and turned to flee.
But all of this was within Ye Bufan's expectations. According to the previous plan, Leng Qingqiu didn't notice Heibao at all, her eyes fixed on Death God.
The sword in his hand swept up a whirlwind of blades, leaving no chance for the opponent to escape.
Even the Reaper went all out, brandishing his scythe and slashing with all his might. His blow clashed against Leng Qingqiu's sword in a thunderous collision.
With a resounding crack, the two powerful forces collided in the valley, sending a shockwave rippling through the air before they both retreated.
According to Howard the Reaper's plan, he wanted to take advantage of this retreat opportunity and immediately run out of the valley, but unfortunately, Ye Tian was already waiting for him at his escape route.
Ye Bufan's divine sense swept over, making the situation of the Grim Reaper crystal clear. Just as he was at his weakest point before new strength could be generated, Ye Tian landed a punch on him.
Howard had no choice but to unleash a powerful, full-force strike with his blade.
The sickle clashed against Ye Tian's fist, neither gaining an advantage. The figure was sent flying back into the valley, spitting out a mouthful of blood even as they were still in mid-air.
By the time he hit the ground, Leng Qingqiu's sword was already pressed against his throat.
Seeing the two leaders, one dead and the other injured, the rest lost their former fighting spirit and turned to flee. Unfortunately for them, Ye Tian had already sealed off the entire valley mouth.
"Let's all go up and rush out."
Then, someone yelled, and a dozen or so experts from the Dark List surged forward together.
These people gathered together, their presence imposing, but in terms of strength, they were far inferior to Ye Tian.
Before the late Tianjie stage masters, their numbers couldn't change anything. They quickly flew back one after another, and some were even blown up by Ye Tian with a single punch.
In the underworld, might makes right. After witnessing Ye Tian's power, everyone was cowed into silence, standing there meekly, not daring to breathe a word.
Yamamoto Sochi was extremely cunning. That shout just now was his, unfortunately he didn't come forward but instead stealthily slipped to the back.
At this moment, seeing Ye Tian guarding the entrance of the valley, Leng Qingqiu controlled Death Howard. Ye Bufan was isolated and helpless. He immediately had a crooked mind.
In his opinion, this Chinese man was only good at formations, but his cultivation level was far inferior to his own.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as we control Ye Bufan, we control these two people in front of us. Then we can kill the ruler of the underworld, Death, and I'll soar to new heights.
Thinking of this, he felt smug and took a step forward towards Ye Bufan. He reached out with his hand to grab the opponent's neck.
Seeing that this old devil wanted to sneak attack him, Ye Bufan's mouth curled into a sneer.
Although he suppressed his cultivation and did not enter the Heavenly Realm, at the Earthly Realm level, he was absolutely invincible. To call him the number one person below the Heavenly Realm would be no exaggeration.
And yet this guy in front of me still thinks he has the same cultivation as before, wanting to take me hostage is simply asking for death.
Yamamoto Soushi saw that Ye Bufan was about to fall into his hands, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. But just then, a brilliant flash of blade light flashed before his eyes, and the next moment his head flew off his neck.

Ye Bufan's dragon tooth saber struck, beheading the old Japanese devil with a single blow.
He had let Yamamoto Kusachi off twice already, but the fool danced around looking for death himself. No wonder others took advantage of him.
At this moment, the entire valley fell silent once more. The air was thick with the smell of blood. All the powerful figures from the underworld, who had been so arrogant and menacing just moments ago, were now completely subdued.
Ye Bufan strode before the Reaper: "I offer you two paths, become my servant or die."
This guy's cultivation level isn't low. If I could take him as my servant, that wouldn't be bad. But if he refuses, I wouldn't mind killing him.
Howard hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to submit.
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"I am willing to be your servant."
Ye Bufan raised his hand and drew a six-pointed star, the symbol of a master-servant contract. "Give me a drop of blood."
Howard glanced at the sword on his neck, and finally bit his finger, letting out a drop of blood.
The drop of blood didn't fall to the ground after it popped out. Instead, it rose directly into the air, and then a bloody red light burst from the six-pointed star, signifying the completion of the master-servant contract.
Then he waved his hand, motioning for Leng Qingqiu to put the sword away.
Howard has seen the owner.
At this time, he knelt down before Ye Bufan with a thud and respectfully kowtowed.
Bound by the master-servant contract, one could never betray for a lifetime.
"Get up."
Yè Búfán waved his hand, Howard stood up. As for the others in the valley, he didn't even glance at them.
Since the number one on the Dark List, Death himself, has been subdued, there's no suspense to it - everyone else naturally became his subordinates.
As expected, after the death god, everyone else knelt down and bowed to him in submission.
Ye Bufan casually raised his hand, taking out two large bottles of spiritual water and tossing them to Howard. "One for you to use, and share the other with everyone. It should be enough to help you take another step forward."
Since these people have already been taken under his command, the stronger they are, the better. Anyway, there are plenty more in the storage rings, so he doesn't mind a bottle or two.
"Thank you, master."
All present knelt down together in gratitude. They had traveled thousands of miles to the far north, all for this bottle of spiritual water, and now their goal was finally achieved.
Ye Bufan waved his hand. “Alright, take them with you.”
Howard said, "Master, don't you want me to stay by your side and serve you?"
"I won't need this for now, I'll let you know if I do."
"Okay, master."
Howard respectfully left his contact information and then, with the others, departed the valley.
Ye Bufan popped out several fireballs, disposing of the bodies cleanly. He then put away Ye Tian and said to Leng Qingqiu, "Let's go."
Two people left the valley together and in the distance saw a red plume of smoke rising on the horizon.
The smoke rose high and lingered, the vapor from Karat's specially made incense.
Guided by their direction, the two moved quickly. After a little over an hour, they had completely left the death zone behind.
After that, Leng Qingqiu glanced at Ye Bufan with a complicated expression and whispered, "I have to go first."
"Why the rush? Can't we go together?"
A flicker of panic crossed Leng Qingqiu's face, though the two had accomplished several good deeds together. She hadn't figured out how to face this man in front of her.
"I'm going back to treat my master first."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left, afraid to stay too long for fear that the courage to part would vanish.

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