Ba Hu saw that the situation was unfavorable and immediately surrendered.
Ye Feng looked at Ba Hu, who was kneeling on the ground and suppressed by the Judge's Scythe, and was just about to speak.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling pain came from behind him.
"Cough, cough... damn it, you are truly insidious!"
Ye Feng looked at the arrow that had pierced through his chest, a flash of disbelief crossing his eyes.
Following that, he moved his mind, and the Judge's Scythe descended in response. Ba Hu's sturdy body froze on the ground as the blade swept across him.
Ba Hu's lips parted slightly, as if he still wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and collapsed to the ground.
A few seconds later, his body gradually began to turn into gravel. Dense amounts of gravel, mixed with unknown beetles, fell to the ground, and his entire body vanished in an instant.
"Damn it, I was careless. I didn't expect this sick cat to be so good at playing dirty."
Ye Feng clutched his chest and felt resentful. He had intended to capture a live prisoner to ask about the inner workings of the Clown Gang, but this Ba Hu possessed extraordinary strength and extremely rich combat experience.
At first glance, he seemed like a warrior, but he turned out to be a mage who secretly left behind various hidden measures during the fight. If it weren't for the Judge, it would not have been so easy to defeat him.
"Ugh, my chest seems to have lost all feeling."
Ye Feng smiled bitterly as he looked at the massive wound on his chest. The wound was filled with gravel that seemed to squirm as if it were alive; as the gravel moved, the wound gradually spread and grew larger.
He sensed his body gradually becoming weak and recalled the Pure White Mist Technique. This was the cultivation method for Pure White Believers to condense a Pure White Body, which could discard all hidden injuries and curses on the body to establish a brand-new one.
The Pure White Mist Technique could also slightly alter one's appearance and physique, making the body more compatible with the Pure White mysteries. Previous Pure White Believers were all known for their beauty.
He recited the technique silently in his heart, and pure white mist gradually appeared around him. As time passed, the White Mist became increasingly dense.
After a long while, the White Mist condensed together once more to become Ye Feng.
"Hehehehe, I have returned! Who can harm Lord Ye Feng!"
Ye Feng said joyfully. Having mastered the Pure White Mist Technique, not only were the injuries on his body healed, but he had also become stronger.
Through the battle, he discovered that although he knew all the techniques, he had basically not used them in actual combat. It seemed that knowing them in his heart was useless; he needed to practice more.
This problem needed to be solved. After all, these were techniques to improve one's strength and could greatly enhance his close-quarters combat ability.
The deserted path at night was exceptionally quiet.
The people living on both sides discovered the battle taking place here and were thrown into a panic, screaming repeatedly.
Everyone locked their doors or fled for their lives, but no one wanted to come over to take a look. In this world, danger existed at every moment, and those who were curious had long since died!
Ye Feng used the White Mist to clean up the scene and collected the unknown materials that had dropped from Ba Hu.
Pure white mist permeated the air, and the next moment, he returned directly to the Emperor's Pavilion. This was his home in this world.
Ye Feng was too lazy to take off his clothes; he kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed in the master bedroom, falling into a deep sleep.
At the same time, at the place where Ba Hu died, Mad Bull and Little White Rabbit jumped over from a distant rooftop.
"Brother Mad Bull, you saw it just now, too. Ye Feng's strength is weak, and he was so strained even when dealing with Ba Hu. Why didn't we make a move just now?"
Little White Rabbit twisted her exquisite figure and asked the Mad Bull beside her with feigned anger.
In her heart, she naturally trusted Mad Bull. In past missions, Mad Bull had led her to complete them perfectly, but this time, she had some doubts.
Clearly, when the incident happened, she and Mad Bull were nearby. She had tried to go up and help several times, but was stopped, and in the end, she could only watch helplessly as Ba Hu was finished off.
"Brother Niu, although we wanted to deal with Ba Hu, dealing with Ye Feng is what's important. If we don't complete the Clown Emperor's orders, both you and I are dead!"
Mad Bull looked at the little rabbit in front of him in silence, saying nothing, though he had other calculations in his heart.
He did not know why, but every time he wanted to make a move against Ye Feng, the alarm bells in his heart would ring, leaving him feeling unsettled.
"There is definitely a problem! But I don't know where the problem lies right now!"
"Let's go back first. I will explain it to Lord Clown Emperor!"
A burst of yellow mist dissipated, and the two disappeared.
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