Xia Xueming suffered a backlash after forcibly entering the Saint realm, causing his cultivation level to drop, and he was supposed to never make any further progress in his life.
But by reading countless books, one can gain a vast understanding of the world within one's heart, and even glean profound prophetic insights from the Bible.
As the majestic voice faded, a burst of light exploded, and a powerful force suddenly erupted, rippled outwards in all directions.
With a deafening roar, surrounding vehicles were blown away, and Yin Laosan screamed as his body was flung out like a kite with a broken string.
Xia Xueming raised his right hand, and two cars hovered in mid-air. If he pushed forward with his palm, these two cars could smash Yin Laosan into mincemeat.
However, Yin Laosan had mastered the evil arts, and although he was slightly injured after the attack, he still had the ability to escape.
He no longer dared to face the seemingly hunched old man, and after landing, he turned and ran away.
The glint in Xia Xueming's eyes slowly faded. He loosened his grip, and with a thud, the two cars that had been floating in mid-air beside him fell down. He coughed violently, gasping for breath.
"Grandpa." Ye Xingchen appeared.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's my first time using this kind of power, I didn't control it well. That kid got away, hurry up and chase him." Xia Xueming waved his hand to indicate that he was alright.
"Okay." Seeing that he was alright, Ye Xingchen turned around and leaped several feet to chase after Yin Laosan.
That grandson is the kind of person who won't give up until he gets what he wants. He failed to harm his mother and now he's causing trouble for his maternal grandfather. This time, we absolutely cannot let him escape.
Yin Laosan was panting heavily as he desperately fled forward. Xia Xueming's powerful prophetic spell had truly terrified him.
He couldn't understand how any random old man around Ye Xingchen could possess such formidable strength.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud under a large tree, then began to gasp for breath.
He suddenly ripped open his clothes, revealing a mysterious mark on his chest—the mark left by the Great Prophecy spell.
He vaguely remembered that these were divine markings, symbols of deities in the Western world.
That old man actually knows Western magic? Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would really be dead in the ground today.
After catching his breath, the guy finally came to his senses. He gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and dialed his boss's number: "Big Brother..."
"How's it going?" Yin Laoda's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Not good, things are a bit tricky. Ye Xingchen has quite a few experts around him, we can't act rashly." Yin Laosan said bitterly, "I was really careless just now, I almost died here."
"Where are you?" Boss Yin's tone suddenly turned serious: "I'm telling you, the time isn't right. If you insist on going out to seek revenge, come back quickly, or you'll end up getting yourself killed there."
"It's alright, brother, I've escaped." Yin Laosan slowly stood up, exhaled a heavy breath, and said, "It seems I'll have to be more careful from now on. I need to go back and make a long-term plan."
“Come back. We have no roots in Yanjing. Ye Xingchen has grown up. If we want to touch him, we need to find someone to rely on,” Boss Yin said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I'll go back now." Yin Laosan said, about to hang up the phone.
However, when he looked up, he met Ye Xingchen's gaze.
He was so terrified that he dropped his phone. He screamed, "Ye Xingchen, how... how did you manage to catch up with me?"
"I've been following you the whole time," Ye Xingchen said with a smile. "You've kept up pretty fast. Your Yinshan's unique Netherworld Travel Technique is indeed powerful, allowing you to travel a thousand miles a day and a hundred feet in an instant."
"It's just that your endurance is a bit lacking. You're already done after running less than twenty miles?"
"If the old man hadn't injured me, how could I be so powerless now?" Yin Laosan said through gritted teeth, "You surnamed Ye, what do you want?"
"You harmed my family, which is the biggest threat to me. What do you think I want?" Ye Xingchen asked, tilting his head.
Yin Laosan's face was extremely ugly. Yes, he originally wanted to kill Ye Xingchen's people one by one and then let Ye Xingchen die in agony. But he never expected that he would mess things up today.
Xia Jingyi wasn't even hurt, but Xia Xueming taught him a lesson with a powerful prophecy. Now he's being chased and cornered by Ye Xingchen here. He feels exhausted.
"Let me go, and I promise I won't hurt your family again or cause you any more trouble," Yin Laosan said through gritted teeth.
"I gave you a chance, Yin Laosan," Ye Xingchen said slowly. "Last time I had the chance to let you go, but I didn't."
"I didn't want to offend you three heroes of Yinshan to the death, but who would have thought that raising a tiger would turn out to be a threat? After you recovered from your injuries, the first person you wanted to take revenge on was me."
"Then give me another chance. I promise that the Three Heroes of Yinshan will never set foot in Yanjing again." Yin Laosan said coldly, his hands behind his back, already resting on his skull staff.
"I'm sorry, you only have one chance." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "Once you've used up your chance, you won't have another one. If you have any last words, say them now. When I see Boss Yin and the others, I'll tell them your last words."
"Ye Xingchen, don't push your luck!" Yin Laosan suddenly roared, then swung his scepter, his hand pressing against the skull on his skull scepter.
The skull has five finger holes, and its five fingers are inserted into those holes.
A ghostly green light emanated from the skull's empty eyes, and it roared, "Set a timer!"
A faint ghostly flame suddenly surged up, and an extremely powerful spiritual force emanated from the skull's eyes, exuding an aura that could captivate the mind.
This is a form of necromancy, capable of controlling a person's mind in an instant.
Yin Laosan knew he was no match for Ye Xingchen, and he also knew that Ye Xingchen's mental strength was far beyond his own.
But he still held onto a sliver of hope, because he felt that if Ye Xingchen's mind went blank for even a moment, he would have a chance to turn the tide.
Blue light emanated from the skull's empty eyes, freezing everything around it, and Ye Xingchen's figure also paused slightly.
Yin Laosan was overjoyed, believing that Ye Xingchen had been brought under control.
However, before he could even feel happy for a moment, Ye Xingchen leaned forward and said, "Meditation Technique? Used to control mental power."
"You, how come you weren't affected?" Yin Laosan was shocked. This was impossible, absolutely impossible.
"This kind of thing is child's play for me." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: "The premise of mind control is that your skull is stronger than my mental power."
"But unfortunately, it doesn't."
Ye Xingchen snatched the skull scepter from Yin Laosan's hand, and felt a surge of yin energy rushing towards him, which then condensed and formed a malevolent aura.
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