Ye Bufan, she would only have suicide as an option.The phone had been ringing unanswered, she was almost despairing, but unexpectedly the last call went through.Ye Bufan asked, "Is something wrong""Li...In front of the ethereal fairy palace, a battle raged with earth-shattering ferocity.

Master Situ Dianmo, Jin Meier, and Fengzhiwu, three cultivators at the peak of tribulation transcendence, along with Ye Bufan's two avatars, surrounded Madam Fang Hua.

Both parties are at the pinnacle of this interface, casually making moves that shake mountains and overturn seas, their aura is awe-inspiring.

The onlookers had to retreat at least ten miles, not daring to approach. Even Leng Qingqiu and Yi Luo Xiang were unable to get close to help.

After a quarter of an hour, the smoke and dust cleared, revealing that a whole layer had been plowed off the ground within a ten-mile radius. The ravines and trenches were terrifying to behold.

Sishu Dianmo was covered in blood, Jin Meier's face was pale, and Feng Zhiwu's white clothes were stained with blood, losing their previous ethereal beauty.

It is obvious that all three were seriously injured after this battle.

This is still the result of Ye Bufan's two avatars. Every time a crisis arises, the Dao body will stand up and save the three people.

It was beaten and scattered dozens of times before it became what it is today.

On the other hand, Lady Fang Hua stood in the void, though she was also wounded, they were far lighter than the three, and her aura became more powerful, a tremendous pressure enveloped the entire field.

"Very well, you've successfully angered me!"

Lady Fang Hua let out a cold smile, her killing intent palpable.

With a flick of her wrist, a three-foot-long slender sword appeared in her palm, its silver gleam sending a shiver of cold.

This sword is called the Immortal Slayer, and for a thousand years, it has known no bloodshed. Today, I shall use it to send you on your way.

She pointed her sword at the ground, and instantly boundless sword energy enveloped the entire arena. It was even more terrifying than Feng Zhi's dancing sword energy.

All present sank in their hearts, realizing at this moment that Madam Fang Hua had yet to unleash her full power.

Now that she has the sword, it's her greatest weapon.

But even now, the battle is already so arduous that if we continue fighting, we will surely be defeated.

"Little girl, I'm going to kill you first."

Lady Fang Hua looked at Si Tu Dian Mo, the sword in her hand gently waved, and instantly a sword glow of seven or eight zhang long cut through the void.

"Be careful with the ink!"

The desolate autumn scene caused Leng Qingqiu and Gu Qingcheng, along with the others, to let out an exclamation of astonishment. They all hailed from Earth and shared the deepest bonds of friendship.

But such a fierce strike was beyond what the now gravely wounded Situ Dianmo could withstand.

And just then, suddenly thunder boomed in the sky, an endless sea of lightning enveloped a radius of ten miles, and the Heavenly Thunder Orb at its center emitted dazzling light. It was none other than Ye Bufan's Five Thunder Sky-Slaying Formation, now complete.

Now that he has greatly increased his cultivation, and having used this formation several times in a row, he is extremely familiar with it. It only took him a quarter of an hour to complete the setup.

Ye Bufan controlled the formation, a thick bolt of lightning striking towards Madam Fang Hua's sword glow.

With a deafening roar, thunder clashed against the sword radiance.

To everyone's astonishment, the bolt of lightning was shredded into nothingness by the sword light in an instant.

And while the sword aura was weakened, it still slashed toward Situ Dianmo with the force of thunder.

Everyone was taken aback, they didn't expect Madam Fang Hua to be so powerful.

Ye Bufan was also unexpected, but although he was surprised, he quickly had a dozen bolts of lightning strike down from the sky. In the end, the sharp sword light was still dissipated by the power of thunder.

Lady Fang Hua glanced at him: "Boy, I really underestimated you. To be able to set up a ninth-order formation so quickly."

But what of it In the face of absolute power, everything is but an illusion!

She said so, but her heart was filled with shock.

I knew Ye Bufan was setting up an array, but I didn't take it seriously. I thought that someone so young couldn't possibly have high attainments in the art of formation.

In other words, even if the top-tier array masters were here, it would be impossible to set up a high-level formation in such a short time.

In fact, this young man completely overturned her perception, it was really strange.

At such a young age, he already possesses such high cultivation, able to escape his own alchemy furnace and now displaying extraordinary mastery over formations. To call him heaven-defying would be an understatement.

"Is that so Then you'll get a taste of my formations!"

Ye Bufan, while speaking, manipulated thunder and bombarded Lady Fang Hua one after another.

With the help of the formation, Jin Meier, Feng Zhiwu, and Situ Dianmo were also in high spirits and charged forward together.

Although it was only a moment, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

The Five Thunder Heavenly Killing Formation, combined with the strength of three tribulation peak experts, barely managed to draw even with Madam Hua.

This only made the onlookers even more amazed by the woman's power. Just a glance at the formation in front of them showed its immense power, and yet, even with three powerful experts, they were still unable to win.

Emperor Su Yong sighed and stepped forward, saying: "Madam Fang Hua, fighting any longer is pointless. Allow this old man to act as a mediator, how about we both shake hands and make peace"

He also saw that it would be very difficult for Ye Bufan to defeat Madam Fang Hua, and even harder to kill her.

Once you offend such a super strong person, the consequences are catastrophic.

Even if they win, if Lady Fang Hua escapes, Xuan Tian Men will face annihilation. Under such circumstances, a truce would naturally be the most appropriate course of action.

Both sides are now evenly matched, making this the best time to propose negotiations.

Indeed, Mrs. Fang Hua had lost all her former arrogance and bearing, and did not refuse.

"This palace can accept a truce, and I can spare the young master surnamed Ye, but there is one condition, I must have Gu Qingcheng returned to me."

She could find other cultivators, but Gu Qingcheng as her furnace was unique. She couldn't give up on him no matter what.

Upon hearing that Lady Fang Hua was willing to negotiate, Emperor Su Yong let out a long sigh of relief and turned to look back.

"Doctor Ye, what do you think"

Ye Bufan sneered coldly, no one could use his woman as a bargaining chip.

Thunder roared in mid-air, and dozens of bolts of lightning screamed down towards Madam Fang Hua.

He didn't speak, but his actions spoke volumes.

Emperor Su Yong sighed, now he was at his wit's end.

The fine sword in Lady Fang Hua's hand flashed repeatedly, successfully countering the thunderous power. However, it also filled her with immense anger.

"This palace is granting you the immense privilege of speaking with me. Do not be ungrateful."

"Is that so Since it's such a big favor, you might as well keep it yourself!"

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, dozens more bolts of thunder roared towards them.

While unraveling the Thunderclap, Madam Fanghua repelled the attacks of three people.

“Boy, you need to understand the consequences of going against this palace. As long as I am alive today, none of you will survive in the future!”

These words aren't alarmist. With her terrifying cultivation level now, she could kill anyone here with ease, whether by ambushing them secretly or fighting them head-on in a one-on-one duel.

Ye Bufan's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Is that so Then I'll let you die!"

He was truly murderous, if he didn't deal with Madame Fanghua, probably none of them would have a good life. This old woman is too terrifying.g and with a stretch of his hand, the stack of banknotes in the old man's hand returned to him.He's not a saint, if the other party is greedy to this extent, don't give them a single cent."You...what...