Upon noticing that this man's Soul Rings only indicated the realm of a Soul Master, he immediately found it somewhat laughable.
"You Le, you're a Soul Ancestor-level powerhouse, yet you can't even beat a Soul Master? You're really making us lose face!"
"Since you didn't keep the spoils to yourself tonight, I'll give you a hand and show you what a real powerhouse is!"
With that said, the eldest brother instantly teleported forward.
With a raise of his hand, he threw two heavy punches straight at Ye Xingchen's chest.
"Clueless..."
Ye Xingchen, as unmoving as a mountain, slightly shook his head as he watched You Le's companion close in.
With a casual wave, the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul immediately enveloped him, while the Four Immortal Slaying Swords coiled around him like roaming dragons.
As a piercing metallic clang rang out, the eldest brother was immediately sent flying back like a dead dog.
Just as the four Immortal Slaying Swords following close behind were about to pierce his body,
the shorter man suddenly erupted with the power of a Soul King.
At the critical moment, he immediately knocked the four Immortal Slaying Swords aside.
After doing all this, he turned to Ye Xingchen and calmly asked:
"My heavens, you're so young and yet possess such tremendous strength. Your background must be far from ordinary. Everything tonight was a misunderstanding!"
"The mountains may not move, but the waters will meet again. Little brother, we'll meet another day!"
Leaving those words behind, the short man immediately dragged the unconscious eldest brother and You Le away at top speed.
Ye Xingchen, who had not made a move from beginning to end, remained calm. After watching the few men flee, he did not choose to pursue them.
Turning to glance at Ning Rongrong, Xiao