Liew Bin got up to flee, but Xia Mengqing’s voice came from the room: "Ye Fan, don’t let him escape, capture Liew Bin alive."

Without any hesitation, Ye Fan swung his giant axe and chased after Liew Bin!

After killing several Liew Family martial artists blocking the way, Ye Fan understood Xia Mengqing’s intention—to capture Liew Bin. Regardless of the battle’s outcome, he would have leverage, and at least the Liew Family would be cautious.

It seemed Xia Mengqing was quite a character; perhaps she had long planned to capture Liew Bin.

"Everyone attack, block this madman!"

Liew Bin had just broken out of the crowd, seeing Ye Fan chasing after him like a Grim Reaper, immediately shouted to the Liew Family martial artists behind him.

Upon hearing Liew Bin’s shout, the Liew Family martial artists fearlessly charged at Ye Fan, but none were his match. Ye Fan easily broke through their attacks and continued pursuing Liew Bin.

Liew Tian managed to escape, Ye Fan chased Liew Bin, with no one minding him. Remembering the earlier sounds, he suddenly looked towards the room, saw the silhouette behind the window, and dove towards it, ignoring the Liew Family martial artists.

"Not good..."

Wu Qingxia was shocked, but Liew Tian moved too quickly, she couldn’t intercept him in time. She rushed forward, her treasured sword glinting, stabbing towards Liew Tian’s back.

"Hmph!"

Liew Tian snorted coldly, leapt up like an arrow, shooting into the room, his long knife aimed at the calmly standing woman inside. He sneered, "Haha, a woman, you’ve killed so many of us, I’ll bury you with them."

"Are you sure you can kill me?"

Xia Mengqing turned around, a cold smile on her stunning face. The veil previously on her face had been removed, revealing a face so beautiful it could overthrow nations under the candlelight.

Seeing the cold smile on her charming face, Liew Tian felt something was amiss, but Wu Qingxia outside was already near, leaving him no time to ponder. He fiercely swung his long knife at Xia Mengqing.

"Snap!"

Somehow, Xia Mengqing had a dagger in her hand, its chilling glint revealing an unknown material. Yet she didn’t attack Liew Tian, instead, with a reverse grip, she cut a rope on the window.

The rope was cut, puzzling Liew Tian about Xia Mengqing’s actions. Suddenly, he felt something descending from above. Raising his head, he saw some powder pouring down from a flipped over basin on the beam.

Instantly feeling very uneasy, he tried to dodge, but the powder was too much, swirling around and landing heavily on him.

Just then, something bizarre occurred. Liew Tian suddenly caught fire, but not ordinary flames—green ones, resembling ghostly fires rising from hell.

He became engulfed as if bathed in oil, erupting with flames. At this moment of life and death, Liew Tian abandoned thoughts of killing Xia Mengqing. He crashed through a wall, bursting through the opening.

Outside, it was pouring rain. Liew Tian reckoned that the rain would extinguish the fire; once he rushed into it, the fire would extinguish naturally.

Yet the idea was lovely, but reality remained harsh. After entering the downpour, the fire wasn’t quenched; it flared even stronger. In agony, he rolled and screamed on the ground, but the flames continued to burn fiercely. At last, his screams ceased, and he was burnt alive in the rainstorm.

The entire scene fell silent. Everyone stared in horror as Liew Tian’s corpse was charred, even Wu Qingxia and the Skeleton Sect members were astonished.

The crowd watched Liew Tian burn to death before their eyes, his previous screams still echoed in their ears, staring at the flames still burning in the rain, fear rooted in their hearts.

What kind of fire was this? Hellfire?

Why did the flames seem to defy the rain and remain inextinguishable? How did Liew Tian catch fire?

Questions filled everyone’s minds, all eyes turned towards the room Liew Tian had rushed into, focusing on Xia Mengqing standing at the doorway. Her stunning face now seemed synonymous with a Grim Reaper.

Ye Fan’s heart was filled with wonder; this Xia Mengqing was even more mysterious. These two weren’t members of the Skeleton Sect, and now everyone was glad they were on their side. Otherwise, they’d certainly end up miserably by their hands.

"Does anyone else want to kill me? I’m waiting here in the room!"

Xia Mengqing spoke indifferently, turned back into the room. This time she didn’t even close the door, yet no one outside dared to enter. This room with just one candle seemed transformed into the gates of the Ghost Sect, with none daring to cross the threshold.

"Retreat!"

The remaining two experts of the Liew Family Alliance Army exchanged looks, deciding to retreat without discussion. Liew Bin had fled, Wu Qingxia still had many experts, they did not want to die here.

"Wu Lie, Zhou Junjie, take people to pursue. Also guard the rear gate. If the opposition’s strength is too great, retreat; don’t fight recklessly."

Wu Qingxia instructed Zhou Junjie and her subordinate Wu Lie. She herself didn’t pursue but turned to guard Xia Mengqing’s door instead.

Ye Fan went after Liew Bin, Xia Mengqing’s tactics were terrifying, yet Wu Qingxia knew she currently had no True Qi. If an expert attacked, it’s uncertain what methods she might employ. To prevent accidents, Wu Qingxia decided to protect her.

"Sister Qingxia, you don’t need to worry about me, I can take care of myself. Go about your business."

Xia Mengqing arrived outside the room and said to Wu Qingxia, who at the moment was wearing a crimson soft armor, her hair drenched with rain. She wiped the rain off her face and said, "It’s nothing, Sister Mengqing. My father only asked me to guard this back door, and now I’ve completed that task!"

She didn’t dare to call herself sister anymore. Having witnessed Xia Mengqing’s terrifying methods, she found her years of training laughable.

Xia Mengqing didn’t speak further, nor did she invite Wu Qingxia inside the room. She just stood there, looking towards the direction of the Great Elder’s meeting hall. Her face expressionless, she knew what was on her mind.

Wu Qingxia also remained silent, her gaze seemingly fixed in that direction as she listened to the sounds of battle from there. Her face displayed a mixture of emotions, the tension in her heart showing through.

Perhaps it was fear, Wu Qingxia spoke to Xia Mengqing, "Sister Mengqing, do you think our Wu Family and Skeleton Sect can win this time?"

Xia Mengqing didn’t look towards Wu Qingxia, and said calmly, "If Zhong Wushang and his subordinate don’t intervene, and the Great Elder can still call for reinforcements, then perhaps Wu Family and Skeleton Sect might have a chance. But the odds are slim, so if you don’t want to flee, you better plan your escape early and avoid being sullied."

"Oh..."

Wu Qingxia hadn’t expected Xia Mengqing to say such a thing, implying that she should be ready for suicide, indicating that the situation was not optimistic.

"Sister Mengqing, you are not from the Wu Family nor from Skeleton Sect, why do you still want to stay here? Do you intend to live and die with us?"

Wu Qingxia glanced at Xia Mengqing, asking her with a longing tone. This woman’s origins were mysterious, even Ye Fan did not know where she came from, which is why she asked.

"Not quite, I won’t stay here forever. It’s just that he doesn’t leave, so I don’t want to leave either. Maybe once he captures Liew Bin, we’ll all leave."

Xia Mengqing replied also with a longing tone, indicating inner conflict within her heart.

It seems that, no matter how formidable Ye Fan is, the outcome of this battle may still be difficult to predict!

"Sister Mengqing, do you think Zhong Wushang will make a move?" Wu Qingxia said, trying to make conversation.

"He! He won’t, he considers himself above it, but his subordinate definitely will!" Xia Mengqing seemed to understand Zhong Wushang well, saying to Wu Qingxia.

...

Zhong Wushang indeed did not make a move, nor did his heavy armor-clad subordinate. At this time, Zhong Wushang was leisurely drinking wine inside a huge tent prepared for him, while his subordinate stood outside the tent like a statue, holding a giant mace.

In Zhong Wushang’s arms sat a beautiful young girl, her expression seemed uneasy, frequently glancing outside the tent.

The girl was Liew Bin’s sister, Liew Yi, the eldest young lady of the Liew Family. She was very charming, with features like a painting, a slender waist like a water snake, exuding a seductive allure that moved one’s heart.

Zhong Wushang’s hand rested on the girl’s slender waist, his eyes peacefully closed, as if the slaughter outside had nothing to do with him.

"What’s wrong?"

Suddenly, Zhong Wushang’s eyes opened, the cold gleam in his eyes pierced through the layers of night towards the sky.

Nothing was visible in the sky, only the ruthless downpour continued, the heavy armored man outside the tent also looked up, after a while, the man said to Zhong Wushang, "Young Master, it should be people from White City!"

Liew Yi heard the man’s words and widened her eyes, gazing at the sky for a while yet saw nothing, she couldn’t help but ask Zhong Wushang, "My Lord, what happened?"

Zhong Wushang seemed fond of Liew Yi, smiled and said, "An airship arrived, there are more than ten people on board."

"Airship?"

Liew Yi somewhat incredulously looked at the sky again, yet saw nothing, she then asked Zhong Wushang, "My Lord, why can’t I see anything? Besides, there’s no sound above?"

"Haha! That airship is crafted with ancient technology, with imperceptible prohibitions on board. If they don’t want the people below to notice, then the people below won’t notice."

As he spoke, Zhong Wushang’s hand reached into Liew Yi’s chest, holding that high curve.

Liew Yi couldn’t help but squirm, throwing a seductive glance at Zhong Wushang and said, "Is that so, my Lord, nothing serious will happen, right?"

"What could happen, I’m sitting here, they haven’t revealed the airship, probably just here to spectate, don’t worry."

Zhong Wushang said proudly, right then, the armored man suddenly said to Zhong Wushang, "Young Master! Two more super battle cars have arrived from that side, seemingly people from Zhao Family and Tian Family."

Liew Yi hastily looked at the sky again, yet saw nothing again, Zhong Wushang glanced at the sky and said, "No need to panic, they’re just here for the spectacle. They didn’t find anything at Frostbite Cliff, probably venting some frustration here. Knowing I’m here, they won’t interfere."

"That’s right, my Lord is a prominent figure in the Northern Wastelands, one of the top thirty heroes in power, who dares to provoke you?"

Liew Yi’s face revealed a smile as she spoke seductively to Zhong Wushang.

"Look at your sweet mouth, really will sweet talk to death without paying, hahaha..."

Zhong Wushang laughed heartily, drinking the wine Liew Yi handed him, downing it in one go.