Capturing Wang Yuyan, Founding My Own Sect

"Duan Yu, do you know you're about to go to the Yellow Springs?"

Murong Fu, dressed in flowing white, appeared before Ye Zhuo with a folding fan in hand.

He looked imposing and gentlemanly, yet murderous intent lurked beneath the surface.

North Xiao Feng, South Murong.

Though Murong Fu was no match for Xiao Feng, he was still a top-tier master among the closest to the pinnacle of the martial world.

In the past,

Ye Zhuo would have needed to fight, see Duan Zhengchun injured in danger, and only then truly master the Six Meridian Divine Sword in order to defeat Murong Fu.

But now, Ye Zhuo had mastered the Northern Mysterious Divine Skill, Heaven and Earth Great Shift, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Weibu, and every other art to the utmost limit.

Three hundred years of combat experience and martial achievement filled Ye Zhuo with fighting spirit.

"I waited three hundred years for this day!"

"You petty scoundrel, why not say you waited a thousand years!"

As Murong Fu shifted about, he struck out with his palm.

Yet he failed to realize that his family's unique arts included not only Star Shift, but also the Canhe Finger.

He had never truly mastered any of them, merely copying bits and pieces like a cat imitating a tiger.

Rather than devoting all the achievements of his life to the Yan Kingdom,

he would have been better off studying martial arts. In the end, he had accomplished nothing at all.

Whoosh!

Ye Zhuo easily evaded with Lingbo Weibu.

With Future Vision, there was simply no way he could be struck by someone like Murong Fu.

"So fast!"

Murong Fu was startled inwardly and countered with a finger strike.

Yet Ye Zhuo responded with a finger strike as well!

Only, the power of