I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

The corners of Jiang Qisha's mouth slowly curled up in an eerie arc, like an evil crescent moon streaking across the night sky, revealing a hint of chill. His inky black eyes, like two bottomless pools, clearly reflected Ye Chongren's furrowed brow, his anxious expression, as if he were enjoying a farce that was doomed to fail.

"Ye Chongren, I have to admit that your talent is indeed outstanding outside of the core area of ​​Cangyuan Land." Jiang Qisha shook his head slightly, his words filled with undisguised disdain, "But if you want to compete with me, it's like an ant trying to shake a tree. You're far from it!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qisha instantly unleashed his strength, his arms instantly enveloped by a thick, inky black aura. That aura, like materialized darkness, surged like a raging tide. The terrifying power contained within, like an undercurrent hidden in the deep sea, erupted instantly with devastating force. This sudden surge of power was like a sledgehammer, slamming down on Ye Chongren, leaving him powerless to resist. He stumbled and retreated violently. His feet carved deep grooves into the ground, as if the very earth itself groaned in pain under the force.

Ye Chongren's heart rang with alarm, knowing the situation was precarious, his life hanging by a thread. His mind raced like lightning, and in this crucial moment, he decisively controlled the Earth-Splitting Chisel. The Chisel instantly transformed into a thin, long thread, like a nimble snake, deftly weaving through Jiang Qisha's fingers at a speed so swift it barely gave him time to blink. Jiang Qisha watched calmly, making no move to intervene, as if he had anticipated everything, allowing the weapon to return to Ye Chongren's hands.

"God is barbaric and bloodthirsty!" Ye Chongren roared, his eyes suddenly flashing a fierce crimson, like two burning flames, revealing endless madness and determination. In an instant, his blood and energy surged violently like boiling river water, emitting bursts of dull roars. Those cells, repeatedly tempered by divine power, now seemed like ignited gunpowder barrels, emitting layers of blood mist. This blood mist was thick and sticky, spreading in the air, as if covering the surrounding space with an eerie blood-colored veil.

"The aura and strength have skyrocketed in a short period of time. Could this be the legendary mysterious skill? But why are there no corresponding words between the eyebrows?" Jiang Qisha frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he muttered unconsciously.

However, at this time, Ye Chongren's strength and perception were multiplied by the effect of "Divine Bloodthirst". This subtle sound naturally and clearly reached his ears.

"Mysterious Art?" Ye Chongren pondered. He quickly realized it was a secret technique that could enhance one's strength. Furthermore, a special character would appear between one's eyebrows when it was used. So, the technique the woman in the red dress had used must also be a mysterious art. Furthermore, the character "天" (Heaven) appeared between her eyebrows, so this technique must be of a high rank.

At the same moment, the battlefield situation shifted rapidly. Li Youtian, teeth clenched, his eyes etched with determination, chose to confront the burly man. Meng Kongchan, lithe and ethereal, fought the woman in the red dress. The other elders also braced themselves and faced the remaining enemies.

"Divine Light of Annihilation!" At this moment, Ou Yezi, who had been preparing for the attack, struck. His mental power was immense, a result of Ye Chongren's careful planning. Ye Chongren himself used the magical power "Heaven's Slaughterer Hand" to suppress the attack, while simultaneously imparting the magical power "Divine Light of Annihilation" to Ou Yezi. With Ou Yezi's far superior mental power, the power unleashed by this "Divine Light of Annihilation" was even greater than if Ye Chongren had cast it himself.