Ye Family Ancient Estate, Underground Palace.
Shan Hu had just finished guiding the two women and was about to continue his cultivation to consolidate the True Essence within his body.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly. He abruptly opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out.
"Not good, big trouble is coming."
Ye Qingcheng and Qin Wan'er saw his grave expression and grew nervous. Ye Qingcheng immediately asked, "Mr. Shan, what happened?"
"It's evil cultivators," Shan Hu stood up, frowning deeply. "Not just one, and one of them is extremely powerful, having reached the Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage, a level stronger than the one I encountered in the South Sea. He is leading a horde of 'Blood Corpses,' and their target is directly here."
Ancestor Blood Corpse, though only Mid-Foundation Establishment, employed treacherous evil techniques that often allowed him to unleash combat power far exceeding his peers.
"Blood Corpses?" Qin Wan'er's face went pale. She had some understanding of the cultivation world and knew that Blood Corpses were the most malicious artifacts refined by evil cultivators—invulnerable to weapons, incredibly strong, and carrying lethal poison.
Ye Qingcheng looked at her father next to her: "Dad, are we, the Ye family…"
Ye Qingyun looked pained; he knew retribution had arrived. It must be the force behind the Chen family making their move, and they had come with everything they had.
"Mr. Shan, please leave quickly! This is our Ye family's calamity; we cannot implicate you!" Ye Qingyun said anxiously.
Shan Hu glanced at him lightly, his tone as calm as if discussing an irrelevant matter: "If I wanted to leave, no one in this world could stop me. But since I have received benefits from the Ye family, I naturally must manage this matter."
He looked at Ye Qingcheng and Qin Wan'er: "The two of you, take Ye Qingyun and immediately hide in the core of the Spirit Gathering Array. Remember, do not step out of the array's boundary without my command."
"Mr. Shan, you're going to go alone…" Ye Qingcheng looked at him worriedly.
"Relax, they are just a bunch of stinking fish and rotten shrimp." A trace of a dominant smile appeared on Shan Hu's lips. "I want to see who dares to lay a hand on my people in the Capital."
With that, his figure flashed, and he vanished from the underground palace like a phantom, leaving only an afterimage behind.
Ye Family Ancient Estate, Outside the Western Fourth Ring Road of the Capital.
The night was deep. Most of the Capital was asleep, but an unusual smell of blood permeated the air.
A minute ago, Ye Qingyun's guards had let out agonizing screams, but the sounds quickly ceased.
Now, a dark red figure leading over a dozen Blood Corpses covered in red hair had broken into the Ye family compound like a phantom.
It was none other than Ancestor Blood Corpse!
His gaunt face was filled with excitement and bloodthirsty cruelty. With a wave of his hand, several Blood Corpses immediately rushed toward the main building, attempting to smash their way in.
Boom! Boom!
The Blood Corpses' fists were like battering rams. The thick mahogany door was instantly shattered into splinters.
"Ancestor, look, the brat is out!" Chen Tiannan pointed to the center of the courtyard, shouting proudly.
Shan Hu, clad in black, stepped out under the moonlight, standing before the ruined gate, his eyes blazing as he looked directly at Ancestor Blood Corpse.
Ancestor Blood Corpse scrutinized Shan Hu, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He found that the young man's True Essence was solid and his foundation unusually deep, far exceeding ordinary Early Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"Brat, were you the one who injured my disciple?" Ancestor Blood Corpse's voice was cold and grating, like a night owl. "You've got guts, daring to ruin my plans! Hand over that spiritual vein and sever both your arms, and perhaps I might leave you a whole corpse."
Shan Hu sneered, his tone even more arrogant than the opponent's: "A waste who only knows how to hide in a gutter and refine dead men's bones dares to call himself an Ancestor in front of me?"
"Arrogance!"
Ancestor Blood Corpse was so angry that green light radiated from him. He fiercely smashed the two human-skull walnuts in his hand onto the ground.
"Kill him! Leave no one alive!"
The dozen Blood Corpses behind him immediately let out animalistic growls. Their legs stomped hard, and they charged toward Shan Hu like a dozen speeding trucks, bringing with them a pungent smell of blood and immense power.
Shan Hu advanced instead of retreating, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. He had just finished healing the two women, and his True Essence consumption was significant, but this horde of Blood Corpses was the perfect whetstone to test his own strength.
"Innate-level Corpse Puppets? Mere parlor tricks!"
Shan Hu made a hand seal with his left hand and roared: "Thunder come!"
Boom!
A streak of golden lightning shot from Shan Hu's fingertip, trailing a dazzling afterimage in the night sky, and instantly struck the two Blood Corpses charging at the front.
Crackling—
The two Blood Corpses emitted a scorched smell. Their iron-hard bodies, under the bombardment of the thunder, produced a large amount of black smoke. Their bodies paused for a moment but did not fall, only slowing slightly as they continued to rush toward Shan Hu.
"Hmm? The power of this lightning spell is insufficient?" Shan Hu was slightly surprised, then realized.
He was, after all, only in the Early Foundation Establishment Stage, and was located on the spiritually barren Earth. The lightning spell he unleashed was only the lowest-tier Five Thunder Incantation, capable of restraint but unable to instantly kill.
"Since thunder isn't enough, let's try something else!"
Shan Hu no longer held back, and the True Essence in his body fiercely erupted.
He abandoned spells and chose the simplest and most brutal method of Body Cultivation combat.
He stomped his foot hard, shattering the ground. Shan Hu himself shot forward like an arrow from a bow, advancing into the horde of corpses instead of retreating.
"Heavenly Emperor Fist!"
He performed no fancy maneuvers, just a simple, unadorned punch, carrying the vast True Essence of the Foundation Establishment Stage and the physical strength of an Immortal Emperor, smashing heavily into the chest of one of the Blood Corpses.
Bang—!
The Blood Corpse's chest bone, which could withstand bullets, emitted a teeth-aching cracking sound under Shan Hu's single punch. The entire chest cavity instantly caved in. The massive body was sent flying backward like a broken sack, smashing through the courtyard wall and tumbling into the neighbor's yard, its movement ceasing completely.
A single punch, an instant kill!
Ancestor Blood Corpse's green eyes immediately contracted! These Blood Corpses he refined cost him a massive amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, each possessing the strength of a Half-Step Innate expert! Yet, this brat had instantly blasted one away with a single punch!
"Good kid! You really do have some skills! Surround him, all of you attack!"
Ancestor Blood Corpse roared. The remaining dozen Blood Corpses responded to the command, surrounding Shan Hu from all directions and launching a siege! The bloody night of the Capital had officially begun!