Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The elderly Fiery Old Man and the ridiculously old Li Fu and his companions were all ruled out.

Huang Qin said when she came back that the expert's voice sounded quite young.

Tuoba Que's gaze finally lingered on Qiaoshan Ke and the two ghosts, Kongming.

The expressions on everyone's faces immediately turned strange.

Tuoba Que was just having a heated exchange with Li Fu, but now he completely ignored the young man in front of him and instead searched for the "expert" among the others!

Clearly, Li Fu's overly youthful appearance was highly deceptive.

After the demon made a fool of himself, everyone tacitly kept quiet and no one revealed Li Fu's identity.

They all knew that once Li Fu was identified, this devil would most likely be the first to go all out and crush this greatest threat with lightning speed!

"How dare you! My husband is asking you a question, and you dare not answer?"

Huang Qin let out a coquettish cry and unleashed the Yaksha Soul-Seducing Howl. This sound was no longer shrill but instead carried a captivating and alluring sense of a beautiful woman's angry outburst.

Previously, it could kill silently from a hundred feet away; now, at just a few steps away, its power is even more terrifying.

Although not intended to kill, this is another ingenious use of her martial arts skills, making her even more powerful in bewildering and disorienting people.

Everyone felt their minds swaying, their consciousness blurred as if they were drunk, and they almost blurted out!

Their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly used all their internal energy to resist the evil sound!

"You vixen, stop your shameless ravings! No one will succumb to your seduction!"

"Um?!"

Tuoba Que let out a cold snort!

Like a thunderclap in a dry land, it exploded in everyone's hearts. Clearly, he was also proficient in this evil sonic technique, and its power was even greater than Huang Qin's!

Everyone felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, and they all groaned in unison, their blood surging. The two disciples of the Soul Claw Sect, who were already seriously injured, coughed up a mouthful of blood!

Even the most powerful internal energy masters, like the Fiery Elder, showed signs of discomfort and struggled to breathe.

Only Li Fu remained standing in the same spot, his breathing steady and long, calm and serene.

Tuoba Que's gaze locked onto Li Fu, and for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his face. "So... it's you?!"

He stared in disbelief at Li Fu's excessively youthful face.

Huang Qin's eyes widened: "It was you?! The one who forced me to retreat... it was you, you brat?!"

Li Fu wasn't exactly young, but in Huang Qin's eyes, this mature and wicked woman, he was just a little brat who hadn't even grown his first hair.

"good!"

Tuoba Que clapped his hands, his eyes flashing with terrifying killing intent.

"Those old guys have deep internal strength, but their blood is foul and smelly. The blood of a young master like you must be pure and sweet, and it is a great tonic."

It will definitely be a different kind of enjoyment!

Huang Qin immediately understood, a cruel smile curling at the corner of her lips, and she suddenly swung the rope in her hand.

"Waaah... Hehe..."

The group of former experts, enslaved and trained like idiotic hunting dogs, hissed and their eyes flashed with ferocity.

They landed on all fours and, just like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey, frantically pounced on Li Fu and began to tear at him!

Although they have lost their minds and weapons, their martial arts instincts, honed over many years, remain intact. These people still retain at least three or four tenths of their martial arts skills!

A fierce attack, stirring up sandstorms!

And at that moment, Tuoba Que sneered and spat out three times.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

These three shouts, filled with intense killing intent, were the Yaksha's Soul-Seizing Howl, carrying a deep demonic quality that fiercely impacted everyone's minds!

Everyone felt a tightness in their chests, and suddenly felt restless and chaotic. An unnamed killing intent rushed to their heads, and they couldn't stand the sight of their companions, as if they were their mortal enemies.

"Oh no! We absolutely cannot let the devil control us!"

They immediately channeled their inner energy to resist the demonic power.

Those already mentally challenged experts had their eyes bloodshot, completely transforming into madmen who knew no pain and feared neither life nor death, and their attacks became even more frenzied.

Fist winds, claw shadows, leg strikes, and howling winds!

"Tuoba Que, you are truly a despicable person. Not only did you lure others to practice your evil arts, but you also humiliated them and trampled on human ethics."

Faced with a group of mentally challenged experts attacking him, Li Fu felt no desire to kill them, only pity, and also anger at Tuoba Que's heinous acts.

These people are all victims and pitiful souls.

It is better to capture than to injure.

When a man launched a flying kick with a series of double kicks, Li Fu did not retreat but advanced, dodging the attack and grabbing the man's ankle with lightning speed.

With a release of internal energy, the man's strength vanished instantly.

Li Fu flicked his wrist, and the man spun around like a broken puppet before falling to the sand, groaning and fainting.

Two perverts on the right side are grabbing and subduing him!

Li Fu used a light, skillful flick of his wrist to deflect a person's grabbing motion, causing the person to lose their balance and stagger backward.

At the same time, he swung his left elbow like a hammer, swiftly but without force, striking the other man squarely in the soft spot under his ribs. The man let out a groan, his breath caught in his throat, and he collapsed limply.

Three more people arrived, flanking them!

Li Fu's footwork was fluid and agile, leaving afterimages as he moved swiftly. His punches followed his body with a smooth and clean, effortless style.

He moved through the frenzied crowd, his every move utterly ruthless, sometimes capturing, sometimes knocking unconscious, never inflicting serious injury.

Those fierce, senile experts who had pounced on them collapsed to the ground, instantly losing their threat.

In just a few breaths, several of the dozen or so people who rushed at him had already fallen!

"That roar... it sounds like a Yaksha, capable of bewitching the mind and seizing the soul. This demon even drinks human blood to cultivate his power. Yaksha, Yaksha..."

Under the demonic roar, Monk Zhitong quickly retreated, sat down cross-legged, and chanted Buddhist scriptures, desperately trying to circulate his inner energy to resist the roar.

His expression was pained and remorseful, and his voice trembled.

"This old monk...this old monk remembers now. More than a hundred years ago, a traitor emerged from the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, who called himself 'General Yaksha'."

He created a peerless demonic art called the Yaksha Blood Feast Demonic Art. This art is extremely evil and can quickly achieve mastery by absorbing the blood of martial arts masters!

Once mastered, it grants immense strength, swiftness like a ghost, and an additional evil sonic technique, known as the Yaksha's Soul-Seizing Howl, capable of seducing souls and bewitching hearts!

"Back then, that demon was almost half-human and half-ghost. He led three thousand bandits to plunder the Western Regions. Several small countries in the Western Regions spared no effort and used mountains of corpses and seas of blood to kill them."

"We are all likely to perish in this hellhole today!"

He was filled with regret, wishing he had thought of it sooner.

When the old monk saw the gruesome state of the dried corpse, he felt a sense of familiarity and immediately thought of the yakshas killing people in Buddhist scriptures.

At the time, I felt like something had been forgotten, but I couldn't remember it for a moment.

It wasn't until he heard Tuoba Que utter a low, ghostly howl, unlike Huang Qin's plaintive wailing and shrill screams, but rather the deep roar of a vengeful demon, that he finally remembered this secret matter concerning the traitor of the Western Regions Buddhist sect.

However, he felt it was too late.

They had arrived in front of the demon.

"The Yaksha Blood Feast Demonic Art?"

While Li Fu was engaged in a chaotic battle with a group of mentally challenged experts, a thought suddenly struck him: This was the evil art practiced by the person behind the scenes.

"Monk, you do have some insight."

"You know the origin of my Yaksha Divine Skill."

Tuoba Que roared and laughed at the same time.

"That's right, you'll all die here today and become my meal!"