My Silly, Sweet Wife

In the distance, Ming Wu saw Ye Guichen struggling like a headless fly everywhere. He was secretly pleased and mercilessly mocked: ”Kid, stop wasting your effort. You must know that this Four Divine Beasts array is an ancient formation. When the four divine beasts were alive, they used this array to eliminate countless powerful humans.”

”Though the four of us brothers are not as powerful as the four divine beasts, the shadow of the divine beasts’ bloodline remains within us, something a mere Nascent Soul Realm like you cannot resist.”

”When you’re dead, I will surely claim your entire power as my own. By then, who will be my match!” Ming Wu looked at Ye Guichen, his face full of fervor.

”Thinking you can destroy me with just a remnant array, what a fool’s dream.” Ye Guichen looked at the four of them as if they were fools.

”Immortal Slayer Sword, go!”

Ye Guichen forcefully threw the Immortal Slayer Sword in his hand, and the sword leaped into the sky like an excited child, constantly shifting its position.

Since awakening the sword spirit, the current Immortal Slayer Sword was no longer the same. Its brilliance was superior, and the sword shadows continuously attacked the four, leaving them in a tangle.

”Big brother! This sword actually has its own spiritual sense. I didn’t expect the kid to have so many secrets!” Shang Hu, standing aside, felt the power of the Immortal Slayer Sword and said in shock.

Hui Long stared sullenly at Ye Guichen.

”I never expected this kid to have so many tactics. If it weren’t for the Four Divine Beasts array constantly transferring power among us, just relying on this Immortal Slayer Sword, none of us would be his match individually.”

”However, the Immortal Slayer Sword is, after all, just one sword, and now it seems restricted, unable to exert its full power. We need to quickly gather our strength and slay him soon.”

As he thought this, Hui Long deepened his grip a bit more, staring unblinking at Ye Guichen, as if fearing any unforeseen changes.

”Oh? Can’t it deal with you?” Ye Guichen was internally surprised upon seeing the Immortal Slayer Sword unable to break through the Four Divine Beasts array for a time.

”If that’s the case, then play with this!” A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Guichen’s eyes, and a Jiuyou Flame appeared in each of his hands.

”What is that!” Hui Long, eyes wide open, saw the Jiuyou Flame in Ye Guichen’s hands and felt the terrifying energy emanating, shocking his heart.

”Heaven and Earth One Slash”

Ye Guichen recalled the Immortal Slayer Sword and slashed directly toward the weakest Wu Que. Sword light, several meters wide and crescent-shaped, lunged towards Wu Que’s chest.

With a flick of both hands, two more Jiuyou Flames with terrifying temperatures rushed toward Ming Wu and Shang Hu.

Seeing Ye Guichen’s methods, Hui Long frowned and dared not confront the Jiuyou Flame, seeking to quickly dodge its sharpness.

But the Jiuyou Flame was not something they could evade. It seemed to have its own spirit, locking onto their auras tightly and, with a thunderous force, crashing directly into their chests.

”Bang!”

The Jiuyou Flame passed straight through, burning palm-sized holes in their chests.

”Second brother, third brother.” Hui Long saw the two severely injured by the Jiuyou Flame and could no longer control the Four Divine Beasts array. He instantly moved to their side.

With three people missing to support it, the Four Divine Beasts array collapsed on its own, and the slash from the Immortal Slayer Sword struck Wu Que entirely, sending him flying backward with his shattered body.

Hui Long never expected that in an instant, the four brothers would have three severely injured by Ye Guichen. Although he himself was not fatally injured, the forceful breach of the array had caused some internal damage, filling his heart with deep fear of Ye Guichen.

In Hui Long’s eyes, Ye Guichen at this moment was like a king descended from hell, controlling the life and death of the four of them.

Ye Guichen, seeing that he had severely injured three with one blow, slowly walked towards the four, looking down on them as if they were mere ants.

”Speak, what intrigue is your Demon Clan’s Young Master plotting?” Ye Guichen looked coldly at Hui Long in front of him, scrutinizing him with indifference, the Immortal Slayer Sword firmly locking onto Hui Long’s aura.

Feeling the aura of the Immortal Slayer Sword, Hui Long dared not make any unnecessary movements, looking at Ye Guichen with terror, a struggle evident in his eyes.

They must know the Demon Clan’s Young Master is, in their eyes, the supreme existence. Even if told to die immediately, their hearts would hold no hesitation, so to Ye Guichen’s questioning, Hui Long directly turned a deaf ear.

”Since that’s the case, you have no reason to exist.” Seeing Hui Long’s reaction, Ye Guichen decided decisively, wielding the Immortal Slayer Sword toward the four.

With a flurry of sword and light, the Immortal Slayer Sword, as if cutting through withered branches and leaves, swiftly left only scattered corpses on the ground.

None was initially a match for Ye Guichen, let alone now when each had been severely injured by him. Besides their eyes, each part of their body had long been shattered, leaving only destruction when facing Ye Guichen’s Immortal Slayer Sword.

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Meanwhile, atop Netherworld Mountain.

Four flickering candles grew dimmer and eventually extinguished.

Haotian, sitting cross-legged, noticed this scene in the distance, slightly frowning, retracting his thoughts, and slowly rising from his seat.

”Fools, such a group of fools. The Demon Clan’s bodies I painstakingly gathered have all turned to nothing,” Haotian said through gritted teeth, glaring coldly at the extinguished four candles.

”Ye Guichen, I refuse to believe you can walk safely into this Netherworld Mountain,” Haotian glared at the eleven still-burning candles before him, seething with anger.