was too great; as soon as the battle commenced, they suffered heavy casualties.More than ten disciples of the Iron Knife Sect fell to the ground, blood staining the yellow sand beneath their feet.Eve...It was Ye Bufan who made the move. The divine sense blade paired with the silent moonlight, the whole thing done smoothly and silently like flowing water.

He secretly admired himself, thinking that these two methods combined would make him the most elite assassin if he pursued that path. They would be far more deadly than any mere killing blow.

Thinking this way, his hands didn't stop. He even retrieved Han Ling Duan's head before it hit the ground, storing it in his storage ring.

The body on the bed was gone, vanished with astonishing speed, leaving not a single drop of blood.

For him, his current strength is comparable to that of a peak Immortal Monarch. To kill an Immortal King-level Han Ling Duan is like cutting melons and vegetables.

The difficulty of this assassination lies in its absolute silence. After all, it takes place within an inn, surrounded by who knows how many Immortal Emperors. At least one from each major sect is present here.

Even Elder Han Fangcuo, the eldest of the Han family, is a powerhouse at the level of an Immortal Venerable. If he were to be roused, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So he did all this very carefully, taking pains to make no sound and leave no trace.

In fact, he did so. Han Ling Duan didn't even have a moment to react before being completely erased.

Once he had finished, his figure once again vanished into the darkness, as if he had never been there at all.

The Hanjia Station was heavily guarded, especially around the room where Han Ling Duan was staying. It was even more rigorous than other places because it was preparing for the disciples who were going to compete.

Unfortunately, the guards outside didn't notice anything amiss. Not a single reaction until Han Ling Duan had completely vanished.

Ye Bufan quietly returned to the Di Le Tian station, he did not disturb anyone.

Give Ye Erlang a signal to stand up and pretend to go to the bathroom. Then, the two of them switch identities and return to the courtyard.

The reason for all this trouble is to keep oneself constantly in the public eye.

Let me tell everyone that I have not left and would never attempt any assassination. This matter has nothing to do with me.

The reason for killing Han Ling Duan was to hide his strength. First, it could better allow him to feign weakness and deceive others, and second, it would reduce suspicion from others towards him.

So, back in the courtyard, he continued drinking with everyone.

At this moment, there was a full moon in the sky. Everyone was drinking, enjoying the moonlight and delicious food until dawn the next day.

After daybreak, Ye Bufan didn't return to his room to rest. He took everyone out to play in the ancient city, and another day passed.

At Hanjia Station, the next morning, there was only one day left until the Hundred Doors Competition.

Despite searching every avenue, there was still no word of Han Lingkuang.

The Korean side is feeling quite hopeless. Now it's almost certain that this core disciple has fallen.

Originally, five people entered the Hundred Schools Championship. Han Ling Duan was just a Xianwang, so there were only three core disciples who had hope of reaching the final.

He was afraid that something might happen to these remaining people, so he ordered his men to gather all four who were about to compete.

We need to warn them, they shouldn't go out and do anything dangerous before the competition.

Not long after, Han Lingce's three celestial lords arrived quickly at his room.

But after waiting for a long time, he went to call Han Ling Duan's family back himself, looking flustered.

"Elder, it's bad news! I searched for a long time but couldn't find Young Master Duan!"

"What, how is this possible"

The Han party's expression changed, and they quickly swept their divine sense over the area, but they couldn't see any trace of Han Ling Duan within the entire Hanjia Post Station.

Although he could scan the entire ancient city with his powerful divine sense in an instant, he didn't dare to do so.

After all, this city is full of restrictions everywhere, especially in the inn. In order to protect the privacy of each sect, at least three restrictions must be set up. If he forcibly intrudes, it will cause a huge uproar.

"Bring me all those guards!"

The Korean side was furious. They called all the guards stationed outside Han Lingdun's room, but after questioning them for a long time, they still had no clue.

No one noticed when Han Ling Duan left, nor did anyone notice anyone coming.

"Trash! All of you are trash, get out!"

The Korean side was outraged. Under their very noses, at a Han family station, a core disciple had simply vanished. There was no trace, no body found. It was a complete disgrace to the Han family's reputation.

"What are you all still doing here Get out there and find someone!"

He dispatched some of the core disciples and guards from the Han family to search for Han Lingduan's whereabouts.

At the same time, Han Lingce gathered all three of his disciples who were preparing to compete and kept them by his side, fearing that any further accidents might occur.

After searching for a long time, almost scouring the entire ancient city, I found nothing.

The Han family also once suspected that there was an invasion by foreign enemies, but they couldn't find any trace of it.

The Korean side even sent people to investigate Ye Bufan's whereabouts, only to find that countless pairs of eyes were watching him at the inn.

Before he even considered whether or not he had the ability, he realized he didn't even have the time to do it, and thus dismissed his own speculation.

Ye Bufan spent a day wandering around Yuangu City, feeling that the time was ripe. He then led everyone back to the inn.

“Alright, everyone go back to rest. Moke will be staying with me tonight!”

He flashed a lecherous smile, pulling the blushing Situ Dianmo into his bedroom.

After entering, the smile vanished quickly. He set up a dozen or so restrictions in succession, and then the two of them entered the Dragon King's Hall together.

He wanted to help Si Tu Dian Mo improve his strength, but it wasn't the right time to go out and cross the tribulation. Otherwise, it would attract too much attention. The best place was here.

"Ye Gege, is something the matter"

Sistine realized something was amiss.

"Tomorrow is the top 100 showdown, hurry up and improve your skills."

Ye Bufan said, with a flip of his wrist, a red lotus pill appeared in his palm.

"This is the pill I've refined for you. Eat it."

Sishu Dianmo took the pill and swallowed it, then sat cross-legged on the ground, running his immortal yuan.

The pill melted in her mouth instantly. Moments later, a surge of blood energy erupted within her body, pouring out from countless pores and condensing into tangible blood mist that enveloped her entire form.

As time passed, the blood mist outside her body was slowly absorbed, becoming fainter and fainter, while her aura kept rising steadily.

Crimson Lotus Pill is tailor-made for blood cultivators, with astonishing efficacy.

About a quarter of an hour later, the blood mist completely dissipated. A crisp cracking sound echoed in Si Tu Dian Mo's mind, and his momentum instantly broke through a bottleneck, officially stepping into the realm of Immortal Monarch.

"I successfully broke through!"

She doesn't care about winning or losing in the Hundred Strong Tournament, but she wants to improve her strength and become stronger to help her man.

"Don't worry, it's not enough yet."

Situ Dianmo's opponent was either a cultivator at the early stage of Xianjun or a disciple of a major sect, both with formidable strength. Therefore, he needed higher cultivation to have full confidence in victory.

Ye Bufan said, then passed over two more Red Lotus Pills.

Ideally, the same type of medicine should be taken with a period of time in between for optimal results.

Continuous use will lead to a decrease in effectiveness, just like antibiotic resistance on Earth.

But Ye Bufan didn't care, anyway, the pills were refined by himself, if one didn't work, he would use two.

Sishu Dianmo swallowed another two Red Lotus Pills. After an hour, his cultivation directly broke through to the mid-stage of Immortal Monarch.imed, "Great Goddess, are you not mistaken""Could this be the World Devouring Tyrant This can't be possible, isn't this a legendary divine artifact How could it possibly exist"The woman in white said,...