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

[Sorry, dear readers, I was dragged out for drinks by my good friend again today. I don't know if I can update. The rest is also a mess, so don't read it.]

[I calculated that I owe you guys five chapters in total. I won't forget and will make up for it later.]

Ye Chongren's fury intensified at the black-robed man's taunts, but he knew he couldn't act rashly at this moment. He suppressed his anger and calmed himself. Behind him, Yu Ding and Meng Kongchan also hurried over. The three of them stood side by side, watching the black-robed man warily, preparing for the impending attack.

Seeing Ye Chongren and the others acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy, the black-robed man's disdain grew more pronounced. He raised his hand slightly, and the air around them seemed to freeze instantly, sending a powerful pressure surging towards them. Ye Chongren felt even breathing becoming difficult, but he gritted his teeth and channeled the mysterious divine power within him, gathering it around him in a faint halo, doing his best to resist the oppressive force.

Yu Ding and Meng Kong Chan also used their own methods. Yu Ding muttered something, and runes flew out from his hands, surrounding the three people and strengthening their defense; Meng Kong Chan waved his magic weapon, and sprinkled out pieces of dreamy light mist. The light mist blended with the runes and halos, barely holding up the increasing pressure.

"Oh, you're quite capable, but in my eyes, you're still a mantis trying to stop a chariot." The black-robed man snorted coldly, then quickly formed seals with his hands. A huge black vortex appeared in front of him. From the vortex came faint eerie whistling sounds, as if countless evil spirits were howling. Then, a group of black, ghostly figures emerged from the vortex, pouncing towards Ye Chongren and the others with their fangs and claws bared.

Ye Chongren's gaze fixed as he swung his sword with impenetrable force. Each swing unleashed a stream of divine energy, which slashed precisely at the advancing black figures. Every time it struck a target, they let out a shrill cry before dissipating in a puff of black smoke. Yu Ding and Meng Kong Chan were also busy. Yu Ding manipulated runes to continuously attack the black figures, while Meng Kong Chan used the light mist to restrain them. The three of them worked in perfect harmony, momentarily holding off the overwhelming attack.

The black-robed man frowned slightly, seeming a bit surprised, but soon regained his confident demeanor. "Looks like I'll have to show some real skill. Don't let me down," he said, and with a flash of his own, he appeared before Ye Chongren and the others. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. This palm contained a force so devastating that Ye Chongren only had time to hold his sword across his body and take the blow.

With a loud bang, Ye Chongren felt an overwhelming force, sending him flying backward like a cannonball, landing heavily on the ground with blood gushing from his mouth. Yu Ding and Meng Kongchan were also thrown back by the powerful impact, suffering heavy injuries.

The man in black robe did not pursue the victory, but just stood there, looking down at Ye Chongren and others, "I will let you go today, but you'd better remember, don't provoke Jiang Qisha again, otherwise, you won't be so lucky next time." After saying that, he wrapped Jiang Qisha up and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Ye Chongren struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment and resentment. Yu Ding and Meng Kongchan also supported each other and came to his side. The three of them looked in the direction where the black-robed man had left. They all knew that after today's events, they had been embroiled in a greater turmoil. The road ahead would probably be even more difficult and arduous. However, they also secretly made up their minds to improve their strength, to face the unknown challenges, and to seek justice for the humiliation they had suffered today.