Supernatural Insight Eyes

Continuing to move through the narrow passage, Ye Qiu was like a monkey, constantly climbing, shifting, and maneuvering.

Now, only three mythical figures remained, and they made a rough estimate of Ye Qiu’s strength. If it were a one-on-one confrontation, it’s very likely that none of the three was a match for Ye Qiu. To completely subdue Ye Qiu, they must join hands.

At this moment, the three also understood why Ye Qiu chose this place; it was because it offered a better opportunity for combat, which was extremely advantageous for him.

"Split up. If he attacks one of us, we regroup until we’ve blocked all his directions."

The three swiftly reached a mutual understanding and began to surround Ye Qiu from different angles.

Split up?

Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted; he immediately guessed the trio’s plan to completely corner him.

Since he understood their intent, Ye Qiu could counter tactically. He focused on one person, the weakest of the remaining three. To prevent the other two from quickly arriving to stop him from killing this martial artist, Ye Qiu didn’t charge directly at first but instead constantly attacked the other two to confuse the trio.

With Ye Qiu’s attacks mainly directed left and right, and rarely at the third person, this mythical martial artist became careless.

Ye Qiu felt the time was ripe. Suddenly, using the Rule of Wind, he instantly rose like a maple leaf, drifting towards his target.

Killer intent erupted overwhelmingly.

This mythical figure assumed Ye Qiu’s attack was another feint, like the many before, and paid little mind, as Ye Qiu often launched similar attacks with merely an imposing aura.

The mythical figure gathered a small portion of his strength to fend off Ye Qiu’s attack, but when their powers clashed, his expression changed drastically.

"What’s going on?"

He felt Ye Qiu’s power was like an endless river, far surpassing before.

Soon, he saw Ye Qiu’s eyes, filled with coldness, and the smile on his face that left him stunned.

Beware!

The other two mythical figures shouted as they saw their companion standing motionless, warning him.

But it was too late; Ye Qiu had already used the Eye of Illusion, causing him to fall into a brief trance.

Swipe!

The Kusanagi Sword slashed.

With a roar, a white light suddenly attacked, blocking his sword and preventing him from beheading the mythical figure.

"I won’t let you succeed again." After a flash of white light, a figure blocked in front of the lost mythical figure.

Huh?

Ye Qiu stared at this person, who was the strongest among them, possessing great speed and strength.

Such speed.

Ye Qiu looked at his feet, sensing the Rule of Wind. So, this mythical martial artist also mastered the Rule of Wind.

"You’re a cunning one, deceiving us to kill him previously. Too bad I noticed." He sneered coldly.

Whoosh... The other person quickly arrived.

The two immediately attacked Ye Qiu fiercely, not giving Ye Qiu the opportunity to kill the martial artist trapped in the illusion.

The two mythical figures wielded Rule Power, bombarding wildly. Ye Qiu’s mastery of the Rule of Wind and the Rule of Ice was still insufficient. Given more time, he could potentially match them with these Rule Powers.

But right now, Ye Qiu’s Rule Power couldn’t compete against the two.

However, this didn’t mean Ye Qiu was without defenses. He unleashed the Flood Dragon Devil Fist, casting three strikes in a row, with the Flood Dragon clashing against their Rule Power.

Under the twisting forces of the two Rule Powers, the Flood Dragon Devil Fist failed. In this terrain, even the Twelve Calamities Technique would be restricted. Ye Qiu had to continue with guerrilla tactics, having yet to use his trump card, his spiritual power.

Ye Qiu’s plan was not to act rashly; once he did, he had to take down one opponent.

With only two left, things would be more manageable.

Ye Qiu climbed the mountain, and the two behind chased and bombarded, soon waking the mythical figure trapped in the Eye of Illusion. Realizing he had been illusioned, he felt a wave of fear, thankful for his two companions; otherwise, he would have been in real danger.

"Hmph, do you really think I’m weak?" This martial artist saw through Ye Qiu’s intent; he had been targeted as the weakest, his first intended target.

With a twist of his body, he pursued as well, joining the other two in attacking Ye Qiu.

Relying on his soft armor, Ye Qiu didn’t bother to block general attacks, leaving the three martial artists bewildered.

"He must be wearing attack-resistant clothing," one of them determined.

Hearing this, the other two’s eyes gleamed, resolving not to let Ye Qiu escape.

The three launched their assault again, determined to kill Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu kept dodging, but his focus remained on the weakest one.

At this moment, Elders Tang Hai and Tang Yun stood on the ground, keeping an eye on the battle above, surprised to see Ye Qiu had killed another person. Of the five myths, only three remained.

"This kid is truly bizarre. Despite being attacked by five mythical warriors, he killed two. Looks like we’ll have to rethink our strategy," Elder Tang Yun said.

Elder Tang Hai nodded; even if reluctant, he had to admit that Ye Qiu’s strength exceeded expectations, comparable to ancient mythological warriors like them.

If they continued to underestimate Ye Qiu, it could backfire on them.

"We must not let this one leave alive. If he continues to grow, he’ll stir up a storm in the ancient land," Elder Tang Yun said coldly.

Ye Qiu’s ability to fight one against five was beyond what could be described as a prodigy, more like a martial monster.

Especially his rapid growth. Half a year ago, he was still competing with the younger generation, but after just over half a year, his strength was on par with theirs, and if he continued to grow, it would be even more terrifying.

Vaguely, they seemed to see Ye Qiu rising in the ancient land, becoming a god-like presence.

Both shook their heads, then their eyes gleamed with killing intent.

No matter what, they must leave Ye Qiu in the ancient land, ensuring he doesn’t live.

The two remained silent, but their thoughts were aligned and decisive.

Meanwhile, Ye Qiu finally seized his chance, instead of retreating, he charged towards the weakest mythical figure.

Willing to endure a hit, he planted his fist on his opponent’s body.

Pfft!

Blood splattered on his face, covering Ye Qiu in blood, while the mythical martial artist opposite him was pierced through the internal organs with one punch, and Ye Qiu used the power of Black Flame to instantly incinerate his visceral organs.

Giving him no chance to recover.

"Uh..." The mythical martial artist looked at Ye Qiu, unable to utter a word, then fell with a thunderous crash.