I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

Seeing this scene, the Mad Old Man's expression turned gruesome and ferocious again, like a fierce ghost, revealing the terrifyingly sharp shadows of his fangs as he opened his mouth.

Only at this moment did he fully display the True Yuan cultivation of his Fourth Grade Spirit Aperture Realm.

A vast expanse of True Yuan distorted and spread out, forming four ghastly ghostly shadows with sharp claws on him and his doppelgängers.

All of them had slender lower bodies and wide upper bodies, connecting to their heads.

The difference was, the heads of those ghostly shadows were a mix of old and young, male and female, with pale, bloodless faces, exhibiting mournful expressions.

Their hollow and wretched eyeballs, when looking at Chen Yi, seemed to convey both pity and lamenting for him.

"Divine Movement: Wailing Ghosts!"

In the next moment, the four ghostly shadows struck together.

Each body had three arms on either side, with the ends of each arm being enormous ghost hands, the fingertips sharp as swords.

As the arms swung, there emerged hundreds of blades made of True Qi slicing through the sky, assaulting Chen Yi.

"What a pity."

Since the start of the fierce battle, Chen Yi spoke for the first time, his tone calm, his voice clear and devoid of any emotion.

What he pitied was not something else, but that such moves by the Mad Old Man were useless against him.

Mainly because during centuries of battling against demons, he had always faced the surrounding kill of dozens or hundreds of demons on his own.

The prolonged slaughter had long accustomed him to fighting against overwhelming numbers.

Therefore, the four evil ghosts manifested by the Mad Old Man's True Yuan evoked memories of those times in his mind.

Far from feeling fear, a touch of excitement actually arose in his heart.

The familiar sensation made his body tremble slightly.

Killing intent, sword intent, Slaughter Sword Intent—it was to counter killings with killings!

Sword One Peace!

Facing the four ghostly shadows, Chen Yi stepped forward, his right hand holding the sword stretched overhead while the left also grabbed the sword hilt.

In the next instant, Chen Yi's form dissipated like a strand of scarlet mist.

When one looked again, he had transformed into many forms, with the Spring Rain Sword in his hands stabbing, slashing, flicking, and sweeping.

In the blink of an eye, he had covered the Mad Old Man's four True Yuan manifestations, the four ghostly shadows, twenty-four arms, and one hundred and twenty ghostly fingers with an even more dizzying assault.

Sword Qi scattered in all directions, like a scarlet dome that encapsulated the area within three hundred feet of the two.

Cries, howls, and the sound of the wind continued incessantly.

"Crack!"

"Boom Boom!"

Sky thunder seemingly joined in the excitement, and as scarlet lightning split the clouds, the rumbling thunderclap resounded.

Drawing the attention of people from all directions.

Ye Lin, Xin Kehai, and Jiang Yunni, who were closest, stared at the two people intensively fighting and were a bit dazed.

"Is that the young man who followed Zhan Hongxiu?" Ye Lin asked with some uncertainty in his tone.

"That's him."

Xin Kehai held the Compass, his pale hair whipped by the oncoming wind, but his eyes were sharp as ever.

"Ye Nephew, we must be cautious about him from now on. His swordsmanship is not to be underestimated."

"But Elder Xin, with his age... How could he possibly have such a stunningly extraordinary sword Dao cultivation?"

Ye Lin could hardly believe his own eyes.

Before, that young man seemed no more than an ant in his eyes, but in a sudden instance, he transformed into a ferocious tiger baring its claws and teeth.

Such a drastic change was difficult to accept, and with it, emerged a hint of fear in his heart.

Ye Lin suddenly recalled the events at the Friendly Tavern when he provoked Zhan Hongxiu, and he noticed this young man's reaction.

If he had really fought with Zhan Hongxiu then, there was a fear that underestimating the situation could have cost him his life at the hands of this youngster.

Thinking of this possible scene caused a chill to run down Ye Lin's back.

"No wonder Zhan Hongxiu brought him down the mountain; it's not to seek death but because she believes his sword Dao is sufficiently self-protective."

Hearing this, Xin Kehai frowned slightly, turned to look at him, and unusually admonished:

"Ye Nephew, now is not the time to speak of this."

"Even with that sword Dao, he is only strong enough to be on par with the Fourth Grade Spirit Aperture Realm, not much stronger than you or Zhan Hongxiu."

"What you should consider is that, as a disciple of the Grand Void Sect on Sword Edge Mountain, we absolutely cannot let him leave Jiangnan Prefecture alive."

"Otherwise, in the near future, with his Sword Dao talent, he will surely become a significant threat to our Yuhua Immortal Sect."

Ye Lin's expression changed, and after a long moment, he nodded vigorously.

"Elder Xin is right. This time, at all costs, we cannot let him return alive to the Grand Void Sect."

"I will send a message to my father later to have another elder come over and ensure his death here!"

Xin Kehai then revealed a smile, his gaze shifting subtly to the other side of Jiang Yunni, and asked:

"Yun Ni, what do you think?"

Jiang Yunni withdrew her gaze from Chen Yi, her face expressionless as if she hadn't heard the conversation between the two.

"It's up to Master."

Xin Kehai seemed satisfied with the nod of the head, turning back to continue looking at the battlefield.

"Ye Nephew, the 'Mad Old Man' Feng Shan must be killed in the fight with that disciple of the Grand Void Sect."

"Exactly, Uncle-Master," Ye Lin, having made a decision, revealed a somewhat frivolous smile and laughed, looking up:

"This mission is related to the grand plan of expanding our Yuhua Immortal Sect and indeed cannot afford any failure."

"The 'Mad Old Man' as well as those demons from Bai Shen Sect both must die within Jiangnan Prefecture."

"It's just, Uncle-Master, I still have one thing I can't quite figure out."

Xin Kehai smiled, "Nephew worried that just the three of us cannot take down the many evil demons?"

"Correct. If Bai Shen Sect sends too many this time, just with you and me, it indeed could be somewhat troublesome."

"How about we first join forces with Zhan Hongxiu and then implement the 'stranglehold' strategy?"