You Can't Face This Alone!

"I can't let you face all this alone." Xiao Jin's voice was soft, but full of strength. She looked at the cultivators and continued, "Brother Ye has never done anything immoral. You can't just assume he's a remnant of the Devil Race based on mere speculation."

The middle-aged cultivator sneered, "Young girl, you are still young and do not understand the dangers of this world. Devil Race are good at disguising themselves. They often lurk among people, waiting for an opportunity to strike. We are here today to eliminate this potential threat."

"But..." Xiao Jin wanted to argue, but Ye Jing interrupted her.

"Xiao Jin, step back." Ye Jing's voice was calm but firm.

He slowly walked out of his hiding place, his gaze sweeping over everyone present before finally settling on the middle-aged cultivator. "If you want to capture me, then capture me. But let's see if you have the ability!"

The middle-aged cultivator's face darkened; he hadn't expected Ye Jing to be so resolute.

But as a member of Righteous Sects, he naturally could not easily back down.

He waved his hand, signaling his men to prepare to act.

However, just as tensions were about to rise, an aged yet authoritative voice suddenly rang out. "Wait!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man with white hair slowly walking towards them. He was wearing a Daoist robe, holding Dust Whisk, and exuded an aura of otherworldly refinement.

It was the Zhao Family Old Ancestor, who had arrived here without anyone noticing.

"Ancestor!" Upon seeing this, Young Master Zhao quickly stepped forward and bowed.

The Ancestor nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Ye Jing as he scrutinized him carefully. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "Ye Jing, I observe that your aura is pure, without Devil Race influence. However, this matter is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly. Would you be willing to return to the Zhao family with me so that we can use Secret Method to verify your identity?"

Ye Jing's eyes sharpened instantly as he picked up a wooden stick from the ground.

The wooden stick in his hand seemed to come alive; with a gentle swing, it created a sharp gust of wind, pointing directly at the middle-aged cultivator. His voice was deep and firm. "I, Ye Jing, have acted uprightly and honestly; why should your Zhao family verify my actions? Today, if you wish to harm me, you'd better first ask this wooden stick in my hand if it agrees!"

Of course, what he said was false.

He himself was Evil God's Corruption, a being even more terrifying than the Devil Race.

Of course, they couldn't go back with the Zhao family.

And once he unleashed his full power, that eerie aura became so obvious that it didn't even need verification!

Really.

As Ye Jing's power manifested, everyone got goosebumps and stared at Ye Jing in astonishment.

It's such a bizarre power!

"It seems we can't let you live!" The Zhao Family Old Ancestor frowned and led the righteous cultivators into battle.

Ye Jing's movements were swift and decisive. The wooden stick in his hands seemed to have transformed into a divine weapon, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound, causing the air to tremble slightly.

His eyes burned with an indomitable flame; faced with this sudden attack, he showed no sign of retreat or fear.

"If you have the guts, then kill me right here!" Ye Jing sneered.

Upon seeing this, the Zhao Family Old Ancestor roared, "Arrogant! Attack!" With his command, the cultivators unleashed their Law Treasure, and a dazzling array of colors instantly enveloped Ye Jing.

However, Ye Jing darted among them like a fish, defusing each attack with his wooden stick. Several weaker cultivators were even struck by him, flying backward and spitting out blood.

Xiao Jin watched in terror, her fists clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms, yet she still managed to shout, "Brother Ye, be careful!" Her voice, though soft, was full of concern and courage, as if infusing Ye Jing with an invisible strength.

Seeing this, Young Master Zhao was even more furious. He hadn't expected Ye Jing to have such strength. He disregarded his status and immediately summoned an ancient jade pendant. The pendant shone brightly and transformed into a sharp Sword-Ray, heading straight for Ye Jing.

Ye Jing felt the power of the Sword-Ray and his heart tightened, but he did not back down. Instead, he took a deep breath, and the mysterious power within his body surged once more.

He leaped into the air, his wooden stick tracing a perfect arc before colliding violently with the Sword-Ray, unleashing a deafening roar.

As the dust settled, Ye Jing landed steadily, but the Sword-Ray had vanished without a trace. He looked at Young Master Zhao, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Young Master Young Master Zhao broke out in a cold sweat instantly; that look in his eyes was terrifying!

This made him take a few steps back.

The battle had reached a boiling point; the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and every gust of wind carried tension and unease.

The confrontation between Ye Jing and the Zhao family and other cultivators is no longer a simple contest of strength, but a so-called struggle for justice between Ye Jing and the righteous faction!

He came to this place, but did not harm anyone; on the contrary, he did good deeds.

These people are reckless and determined to kill him!

Is this justice?

"You keep calling me a remnant of the Devil Race, but have you ever considered that true evil often wears the cloak of justice?" Ye Jing's voice echoed in the empty sky, carrying a hint of sorrow and mockery.

He knew that although he was not Devil Race, as Evil God's Corruption, his very existence was a huge threat to the world.

Even so, he was unwilling to become a victim arbitrarily defined by others.

He clearly has a heart full of good intentions!

Sudden.

A Woman in White Dress appeared in front of Ye Jing.

"Ye Jing, you did nothing wrong. The problem lies with your own world. They are all hypocrites. You did nothing wrong by killing them!"

The Woman in White Dress's gentle voice slowly seeped into Ye Jing's heart.

Ye Jing's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his power increased even more!

The Zhao Family Old Ancestor's expression was solemn. He sensed the unusual power within Ye Jing's body, a power that transcended his comprehension.

He knew that if Ye Jing could not be completely eliminated in today's battle, there would be endless troubles in the future.

So he took a deep breath, quickly formed hand seals, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seemed to respond to his call, converging into a massive energy wave.

"Ye Jing, today I will use the Secret Method passed down through the Zhao family for a thousand years to kill you here!"

After saying this, the Ancestor suddenly rose up, like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying an overwhelming force, and rushed straight towards Ye Jing.

Seeing Ye Jing, Ye Jing's eyes hardened even more; he knew that this battle was unavoidable.

The Evil God Power within him seemed to sense his master's determination and began to surge wildly. His eyes turned increasingly bloodshot, and he was surrounded by an eerie blackish-purple light, forming a stark contrast with the righteous energy around him.

"Come on, let me see if your so-called justice can really defeat me!"

Ye Jing roared, and the wooden stick instantly transformed into a black spear, its tip pointing straight to the sky, as if to pierce through this false world.

When the two sides clashed, the heavens and earth seemed to change color.

The Secret Method of the Zhao Family Old Ancestor clashed fiercely with Ye Jing's Evil God Power in the air. Each clash was accompanied by deafening roars and dazzling light, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart by this power.