After breaking off the engagement, my aloof fiancée regretted it

Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Ye Tianming, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes slightly, and a little chill emanated from his body.

"Uncle Fu, is there still no news from them?"

Uncle Fu, who was standing next to him, looked a little unhappy. He answered respectfully, "Young Sect Master, they didn't respond at all. I'm afraid they didn't take you... and the old Sect Master's token seriously at all."

"Since they won't come, I'll go there."

"Do you know where the entrance to the Heavenly Gate is today?"

The master handed the Tianmen over to him, and it has only been such a short time, but they have already started to have second thoughts.

How can I bear this?

"It is right next to the Yungong Ecological Park next to the Yunding Palace. There is a special formation arranged there, and it is the only entrance leading to the Heavenly Gate."

Ye Tianming nodded, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared from the spot.

Outside Yungong Ecological Park.

Ye Tianming stood with his hands behind his back, stroking the bronze waist badge with his fingertips, and watched the performance from afar like a mountain hidden in the mist.

That is Yinwu Mountain, which is also the new site of Tianmen.

The ecological park in front of us, shrouded in clouds and mist and with extraordinary scenery, is indeed a good cover.

Ye Tianming walked slowly towards the gate of the ecological park, and two guards immediately blocked his way with swords drawn.

"Stop, no one is allowed in here! Get out!"

Ye Tianming glanced at the two of them, raised his hand and showed the sect leader's token.

"Look carefully, I am Ye Tianming, the young master of Tianmen, get out of the way!"

The leader was a young man with a hooked nose. He glanced at the bronze token in his hand and suddenly burst into a shrill laugh: "Sect Master's token? Do you think I've never seen the real thing? My master said that these days anyone can pretend to be the Young Master!"

"Capture him! Send him to the Law Enforcement Hall for a thorough interrogation."

The young man spoke in an arrogant tone, and with a wave of his hand, the four monks behind him formed a formation and surrounded Ye Tianming. The spiritual energy turned into chains and wrapped around Ye Tianming's ankles.

Although he had anticipated the contempt of the people from the sect, he never expected that not only Ling Zhang did not take his master's orders seriously, but even the disciples of Tianmen did the same.

He looked a little cold and stood still.

Just let the chain touch his ankle.

Several monks were very proud and were preparing to take Ye Tianming away with chains.

The next second, they were shocked to find that the chains tied around Ye Tianming's ankles had melted away like ice and snow.

"You...what kind of magic did you use?"

The pupils of the hooked nose suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

He didn't feel any fluctuation of spiritual energy from Ye Tianming at all.

However, the chains they used contained the power to lock souls, yet they were still unable to capture Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming gently took back the sect leader's token, and when he raised his hand, a golden talisman hovered above his palm.

Dark patterns surged on the square golden seal and it directly hit the door next to it.

There was a loud rumbling sound and the doorposts shook as if the earth was shaking.

"Open the formation within three breaths, otherwise..." Ye Tianming's voice was calm, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's eardrums.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by someone with a sneer.

"What else?"

Ling Zhang's confidant, Deacon Sun, walked out of the garden.

He looked at Ye Tianming casually and sneered, "The old sect master has been missing for a long time. Who knows if you are a spy sent from somewhere? You want to show up as our young sect master? Who do you think you are?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned cold and he waved his hand to signal the guards beside him, "Destroy his cultivation for me and take him to the blood pool to feed the formation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the four cultivators who had just made their move immediately mobilized their spiritual power, and while their hand seals and incantations changed, they each sacrificed their spiritual weapons.

The spiritual weapons of the four monks emitted various colors of light in the air.

The long sword turned into a flaming dragon, the chain condensed into an ice snake, the compass turned and summoned a strong wind, and the jade spike broke through the ground with the earth.

Four different attacks intertwined into a net, pressing towards Ye Tianming with a fierce killing intent, locking the void tightly.

Ye Tianming's expression remained unchanged. He just glanced at him coldly and flicked his fingertips.

A card flew out, drawing an arc in the air.

Seeing this, the four people who had taken action all sneered in anger.

"You actually want to use an ordinary bank card to collide with our spiritual weapon. You don't know how to live or die!"

But in the next second, their confidence was completely shattered by Ye Tianming.

The seemingly light card suddenly released a mountain-like pressure the moment it came into contact with their attacks.

The fire dragon roared and turned into sparks, the ice snake broke into pieces and turned into water mist, the strong wind was compressed into a whirlpool and rolled back, and the earth spikes were shattered into powder at the edge of the black card.

"Click! Click..."

The following shattering sound caused the four people's faces to change drastically.

The backlash in their bodies caused them to spit out blood.

Almost at the same time, four fierce gusts of wind swept them away...

"This, this is..." Deacon Sun's pupils suddenly shrank.

Before he could react, he saw the ordinary card cutting into the spiritual weapon like a sharp blade.

The four low-grade spiritual weapons actually wailed the moment they came into contact, and instantly shattered into pieces of spiritual light all over the ground.

The four monks also flew backwards and hit the stone lions in front of the door.

The card flew back into Ye Tianming's hand.

The young man with the hooked nose looked at the card that Ye Tianming was playing with, his eyes full of horror and disbelief: "How is it possible... How can an ordinary bank card destroy four low-grade spiritual weapons?"

Deacon Sun also stumbled back, equally terrified.

Everything just happened so fast that they didn't even see how Ye Tianming made his move.

"You...you want to cause trouble?"

Deacon Sun felt his throat tighten, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and he looked at Ye Tianming who was approaching in horror.

"I'll say it one last time." Ye Tianming approached slowly, his voice low, "Open the entrance to the secret realm and let me in, or..."

"I dismantled this broken formation myself."

Deacon Sun gritted his teeth, and the secret order given by that man before leaving emerged in his mind.

If he gave way at this moment, he would surely die.

But if he can deal with Ye Tianming, he will surely be successful in the future.

In contrast, the fear in their hearts was replaced by viciousness.

He raised his hand and tore off the token from his waist, threw it into the air, and ordered: "Form the Nine Palaces Dragon Trapping Formation! Capture him, dead or alive!"

Before he finished speaking, all the cultivators at the door fell to the surroundings of Ye Tianming, forming a nine-square formation.

Ye Tianming raised his eyebrows and looked at the flying spiritual blades in the sky, then put the card back into his pocket.

He glanced at everyone coldly: "It seems that you are toasting, and if you don't accept it, you will have to drink the penalty wine!"

He said that without further ado, he took a step forward, clenched his five fingers, and the fist blew a surge, sweeping up the gravel on the ground.

A cyan-gold light was released.

"Kunpeng Wuji Fist!"

As his low groaning voice sounded, his fist was swung out instantly.

The fist wind brought a huge vortex and fiercely smashed into the formation formed by everyone...

A loud rumbling sound instantly rang out at the door.

The aftermath of the explosion then spread out in all directions.