Looking at the group of people surrounding him, Ye Wushuang’s expression remained unchanged as he sneered, "Are you trying to kill me to cover up your own despicable, shameless acts?"

"You injured my third brother. It’s only right that I kill you," First Young Master Di said coldly. Even with only Ye Wushuang present, he wouldn’t admit the truth.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s smile grew wider. "It seems the Seven Kills Family is just a bunch of trash after all. You boasted that no one in the Endless Wilderness could match you. I see now you weren’t competing in strength, but in wretchedness. And when it comes to being wretched, it’s true—no one in the Endless Wilderness can hold a candle to you."

"You dare slander my Seven Kills Family? All the more reason I can’t let you live." First Young Master Di’s killing intent flared. He clenched his fists, about to charge forward, completely provoked by Ye Wushuang’s words.

"He dares slander our Seven Kills Family! Don’t let him escape!" The group from the Seven Kills Family closed in, blocking his escape as they waited for First Young Master Di to strike him down.

Slander?

Ye Wushuang shook his head as a sharp, ice-cold aura erupted from his body. It swept out in all directions, and a chill shot through the hearts of the men, as if they had been plunged into a freezing cellar.

’There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him? First Young Master Di can slaughter him alone,’ the men thought, their confidence returning.

First Young Master Di was at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer. His Cultivation was not only powerful, but the might of his Seven Kills Fist was leagues beyond Third Young Master Di’s. With him ready to act, what did they have to fear?

"So, you think you can win with numbers!"

Suddenly, a woman’s sharp cry drifted over from the distance, reaching everyone’s ears.

WHOOSH!

The sound of something tearing through the air rang out, followed by a flash of Sword Light, as bright and dazzling as a lightning strike in the dead of night.

"AH!"

A gap was instantly torn through the crowd surrounding Ye Wushuang. Accompanied by a blood-curdling scream, a body was ripped in two, and blood rained down, dyeing the air crimson.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The distant figures had already traversed the sky, landing beside Ye Wushuang. There were nine of them in total—who else could it be but Dii Qingxue and her companions?

Seeing one of their own killed in an instant, the members of the Seven Kills Family retreated in horror behind First Young Master Di, wary of the newcomers.

First Young Master Di’s gaze also fell upon Dii Qingxue. His pupils constricted, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Princess!" First Young Master Di exclaimed, recognizing Dii Qingxue—the Princess of the Grand Emperor Country, daughter of the Great Emperor!

"What happened?" Dii Qingxue completely ignored First Young Master Di’s exclamation, turning to ask Ye Wushuang instead.

"Nothing much. Just ran into a group of despicable and arrogant fools," Ye Wushuang said lightly.

Despicable?

Hearing this, boundless killing intent filled First Young Master Di’s heart, but unlike before, he did not let it show. Instead, he suppressed it.

He exchanged a glance with Second Young Master Di before stepping forward and saying, "First Young Master Di of the Seven Kills Family greets Your Highness."

"Get lost!"

Dii Qingxue whipped her head around and snapped curtly. Of course she understood what Ye Wushuang meant. Her glacial eyes flashed with cold light, and a frigid wind, like a blast from the dead of winter, suddenly lashed everyone’s faces, stinging their skin.

The members of the Seven Kills Family were all shaken, their expressions turning ugly. Yet, they dared not make a move. Compared to the Grand Emperor Dynasty, the Seven Kills Family was insignificant. A single move from the Holy Dynasty’s army could annihilate them in an instant.

They all stood frozen, not daring to act presumptuously.

"So this is the ’unrivaled’ Seven Kills Family!" Ye Wushuang laughed at the sight. "One moment you’re posturing like Mad Gods from the Nine Heavens, and the next you have your tails between your legs, not daring to make a peep. I, Ye Wushuang, have certainly learned something about your brand of ’arrogance’ today."

His casual words were sharp and venomous, dripping with such extreme sarcasm that the members of the Seven Kills Family were left speechless.

"So, you’re Ye Wushuang."

First Young Master Di stared at Ye Wushuang. "Very well, Ye Wushuang. On the Barbarian God Battle Platform, you had better hope we don’t meet. Otherwise, I will make you die a miserable death, and no one will be able to stop me."

"We’re leaving." After speaking, he shot Ye Wushuang a cold glance, then turned to leave with Third Young Master Di. He didn’t dare to touch Dii Qingxue, but as for Ye Wushuang? He had nothing to fear.

"I’ll leave you with one final thought before you go. If anyone from the Seven Kills Family dares to step onto the Barbarian God Battle Platform, I will... kill every last one of you!"

Ye Wushuang’s voice followed them.

First Young Master Di faltered for a moment, then continued leading Third Young Master Di away. The seeds of a great feud had been sown between them.

Halfway there, Third Young Master Di said venomously, "Big brother, on the Barbarian God Battle Platform, you have to flay that bastard alive! He dared to hit me! I want to make him wish he were... SPLURT!"

Before he could finish, Third Young Master Di pitched forward, violently spraying a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground.

"Third Brother!"

First Young Master Di’s expression changed. He scanned him with his Divine Sense, only to find that Third Young Master Di’s life force was completely gone, and his bones were beginning to disintegrate.

"AHH... Ye Wushuang, I will kill you!" First Young Master Di let out a heaven-shaking roar, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

Ye Wushuang’s Eight Kills of Battle was a pure killing art. Each of the Eight Kills targeted a vital point. The Eighth Kill had struck Third Young Master Di in the chest; how could he possibly have survived?

So, when Ye Wushuang hadn’t finished him off earlier, it wasn’t an act of mercy.

’No one in the Endless Wilderness, huh? I’m letting you live so you can see for yourselves whether the Endless Wilderness is empty, or if you’re just ignorant.’

Ye Wushuang sneered inwardly.

"They are from the Seven Kills Family, one of the Four Great Families. They cultivate the Seven Kills Fist and the Seven Injuries Fist. When the two are combined, it’s ’seven kills, seven injuries.’ It’s a technique that injures oneself by eight hundred to harm the enemy by a thousand. The Seven Kills Family has seven Young Masters in total. Their strengths vary, but they are all extremely formidable."

Dii Qingxue said to Ye Wushuang, her gaze on the disappearing figures.

"Seven Young Masters? I can handle them."

Ye Wushuang’s expression returned to normal as he gave a confident smile. He was not afraid of a threat from a Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer expert; he could fight one now.

"By the way, the Mo Family is a Gate Valve. How is that different from a Family?"

Ye Wushuang asked suddenly, having remembered something.

Dii Qingxue explained, "The Mo Family is a Gate Valve, which is more powerful than a Family. They hold important positions within the Holy Dynasty and wield greater authority. Therefore, the Families are a step weaker."

’No wonder even Nangong Sect Master has to show them some deference,’

Ye Wushuang muttered. He thought about Mo Wentian cultivating the modified Heavenly Concealing Hand he’d given him and wondered what level he had reached. ’Has he already reached the Great Success stage?’

"Xiaoshuang, why are you asking about all this?"

Ye Rou asked in confusion.

Hearing her, Ye Wushuang just shook his head. Ye Rou didn’t know that the mastermind who had captured her wasn’t Elder Mo, but Mo Wentian.

But Ye Wushuang knew. Mo Wentian had painstakingly schemed all this time just to kill him and steal his opportunities. He had to be on guard against such a hypocrite!

"Let’s go. The others have probably arrived already."

Dii Qingxue, with her otherworldly grace, stared into the distance. Her cold eyes seemed to pierce through the void, seeing all the way to the center of the Ninth Pass.

After a long moment, she finally turned her head and said gravely, "Wudao, Liuu Tianlan, and the others... they’ve become even more terrifying. This time, the Barbarian God Battle Platform will be very difficult."

"They’ve become even more terrifying?"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s expression also grew serious. He had already heard that those few had reached the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer. ’If they’re even more terrifying now, does that mean they’ve had another breakthrough?’

Ye Wushuang didn’t let his guard down for a second when it came to this group.

It was rumored that Yuh Huatian had previously defeated Yuh Yuzhen, a Disciple at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer, in a single move.

Ye Wushuang had some understanding of Yuh Yuzhen’s strength, which only highlighted how terrifying Yuh Huatian must be. He could not afford to be careless.

Regardless, he had to go to the Barbarian God Battle Platform!

"Let’s go."

Ye Wushuang called out to the others, and they headed toward the center of the Ninth Pass. That was the end of the Ninth Pass, and the beginning of the Divine War!