I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

Song Han was scared.

As a master of the third-grade innate level, he was once called a genius and once roamed the martial world with his sword.

However, the increase in military power brought with it a disregard for human life. While he acted as a chivalrous knight, he also indiscriminately killed innocent people and seized countless riches by force.

This attack on Master Shen was not premeditated; it was simply a coincidence that the person was in the vicinity of their enemy and happened to learn that there was a wealthy Master Shen living there.

But he never expected that killing a wealthy man named Shen would bring out such a ruthless star!

He kept running away, shouting, "It's all a misunderstanding! Young friend, spare me, and I will reward you handsomely! If you kill me, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect will never let you go!"

However, Ye Kang completely ignored his shouts and used Shadow Step to quickly approach Song Han, while simultaneously unleashing his Flaming Blade.

The firelight illuminated the sky, and the demonic blade, having tasted blood, trembled faintly as it was repeatedly swung towards Song Han.

Swords clashed and slashed, their cold light flashing everywhere.

Ye Kang didn't want to drag things out with him, so he directly activated the Imperial Supreme Heaven-Reaching Technique with all his might, overwhelming him with his strongest form, unleashing a sky full of flames with each strike.

Finally, Song Han could no longer hold on, his longsword shattered, and a huge wound was slashed into his chest by the demon blade.

With a thud, Song Han landed awkwardly, his previous smugness gone, replaced only by resentment.

"You can't kill me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the blade had already swept across, blowing his head off.

【Ding】

Mission complete: Eliminate the invading enemy.

[Reward the host's comprehension]

……

After a while.

Inside the Shen family mansion, everyone huddled inside, trembling as they stared at the horrific scene outside the door.

The courtyard wall was destroyed, and there were mutilated corpses and blood everywhere.

The pungent smell of blood, however, made the Shen family members secretly cheer.

At this moment, Ye Kang walked over indifferently, carrying Song Han's head.

He simply tossed his head aside, and it rolled into the mourning hall.

Shen Fan and his family could easily recognize this head. Just a few days ago, this was the man who killed Master Song and drove the Shen family to the brink of despair.

There was no enmity or even connection between them; it was simply because Song Han had a sudden whim and wanted to take advantage of a wealthy person.

After a few moments of stunned silence, a boy suddenly rushed over and kicked the head on the ground.

"Give me back my grandfather's life!"

This seemed to ignite a fire of hatred, and everyone rushed forward, venting their anger by shouting and cursing at Song Han's head.

Madam Ye and Ye Long watched silently from the side, their expressions not good.

They looked at the coffin in the mourning hall with complicated expressions.

No matter how much anger was vented, the deceased still died a violent death.

Ye Kang ignored them, casually lifted a corpse on the ground, and took out a secret manual from his pocket.

The words "Floating Cloud Sword Technique" were written on it, but Ye Kang didn't even look at them and just casually tossed them into the Moyu Ancient Treasure.

Judging from their moves, it's clear that this manual isn't some earth-shattering martial art. There's no need to waste your comprehension; just keep it as a keepsake.

Having just gained 10,000 comprehension points, Ye Kang didn't dare to be idle and immediately opened his personal profile.

"The Floating Cloud Sword Sect must have even stronger members. We can no longer afford to waste our comprehension; we must transform it into strength."

He opened the Imperial Supreme Heaven-Reaching Skill, which was currently at the first level. There were nine levels in total. It took 1 comprehension points to advance from the first level to the second level, and each subsequent level would require an additional 1 comprehension points.

Ye Kang couldn't help but shake his head.

It's too expensive, it's like robbery. No matter how much wisdom you have, you can't resist spending like this.

Despite the criticism, he still chose to continue improving without hesitation.

"System, clear your comprehension and comprehend the second level."

【Ding】

[The host has consumed 1 comprehension points to comprehend the second level of the Imperial Supreme Heaven-Reaching Technique]

[Host's strength has improved, reaching the fourth rank of Innate Realm]

Instantly, a surge of Imperial True Qi erupted, transforming Ye Kang's body from the inside out.

He felt as if he were sitting in the dragon vein of the previous dynasty, constantly breathing in and out the dragon vein's energy, comprehending the emperor's domineering ways. Year after year, his martial arts broke through, and the dragon energy entered his body, cleansing his physical form.

In an instant, Ye Kang's Imperial True Qi became even purer, his meridians were strengthened, and his five senses were greatly enhanced. He could see clearly even in the dark.

The transition from the third to the fourth rank of the Innate Realm is a significant hurdle; once this step is crossed, one's strength undergoes a qualitative change.

Ye Kang let out a long breath, having fully recovered from the losses of the battle, and his spirits were better than ever before.

He strode into the mourning hall, and only then did the Shen family stop torturing Song Han's head, all looking at him with gratitude.

"Our benefactor! Please accept our bow!"

The Shen family members all knelt down, deeply grateful.

Ye Kang readily accepted, but said, "The murderer is dead, but the Floating Cloud Sword Sect is still around and will certainly not let this go. Everyone should clean up the courtyard first and let Master Shen rest in peace as soon as possible."

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

Everyone busied themselves, and Ye Long walked over with a face full of excitement.

"Kang'er, who exactly is your master? How did he make you such a master?"

"It's hard to say, it was also a coincidence that we received his guidance. We've frightened our parents tonight, let's go back to sleep."

"You just said those people won't let this go. If we leave, won't the Shen family..."

"It's alright, I'm here for you. I'll help them through to the end and I'll take care of their problems."

Ye Kang gave a calm smile, which made his parents feel very at ease.

He then tore off a piece of rag, wrapped Song Han's already mangled head inside, and carried it away.

After sending his parents back to the inn to sleep, Ye Kang quietly left.

He still adheres to the same principle: when trouble arises, since it cannot be avoided, he will take action to resolve it first.

He asked the shopkeeper and roughly learned the direction of the fight between the martial arts masters, then followed the trail.

Soon, the smell of blood wafted from ahead. Ye Kang concealed his presence and quietly approached. He saw that the area ahead was brightly lit with fire, clearly a temporary camp, with many martial artists walking around outside.

At this moment, a martial artist, perhaps drunk, ran out and randomly found a tree to relieve himself.

Just as he was enjoying the exhilarating moment of the waterfall plunging three thousand feet, an ancient, black-lacquered sword silently rested on his shoulder.

The cold light was so sharp that it instantly jolted the martial artist awake.

"Hero, spare me! I just came out to pee!"

"Come with me."

A deep, magnetic voice rang out.

Ye Kang had already used the Spirit Butterfly Thousand Illusion Body and transformed into Mr. Kang's appearance once again.

The martial artist was not very strong and knew he couldn't escape, so he could only follow Ye Kang into the depths of the dense forest.

Ye Kang then asked, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

"You are not a member of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect?"

"No."

"That's good. We are disciples of the Wuji Sect, and we are here to challenge the Fuyun Sword Sect to a duel."

"If it's a challenge, why is it being handled so casually?"

"Great hero, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect fought us several times, with casualties on both sides. Tonight, they suddenly said they had something urgent to attend to and asked us to fight again tomorrow, which is why..."

Do you know what the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has been up to?

"Brother, I'm just a junior disciple, how would I know..."

Ye Kang smiled and handed him the blood-stained cloth bundle.

“Take this back and show it to your leader. Tell him that you’ve given him a chance. Let’s see if he dares to try and climb the ladder tomorrow.”

"Yes……"

After saying that, Ye Kang transformed into black mist and disappeared.

The young disciple stood there stunned for a moment before sobering up completely.