Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

According to the prior agreement among the three of them, once they entered the main base of Blood Hand Ditch, they would quickly enter a Beast Blood Frenzy state for a swift battle and swift resolution.

After all, there were more important matters waiting for them in Yujing.

They had seen the frenzied state Ye Beiming entered after his Beast Blood Frenzy before; on several occasions when the trio had been killing the Blood Cloud Beast, they had encountered Commander-level Demon Beasts even more dangerous than those in Blood Hand Ditch.

Back then, both Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao had faced danger, and it was Ye Beiming who had entered a Berserk state at the crucial moment to save the two of them.

Only then did they come to know that Ye Beiming could rely on himself to enter a Beast Blood Frenzy even before properly undergoing Beast Blood Fusion.

Moreover, Ye Beiming's Beast Blood Frenzy state was different from that of ordinary Martial Artists.

Generally speaking, after Beast Blood Frenzy, a person would enter a period of weakness, lasting as short as half a month or as long as three months, depending on their cultivation. However, Ye Beiming was different; he would recover rapidly after each Beast Blood Frenzy, with no difference from his normal state.

And, his strength in a Berserk state was terrifying, even reaching a level comparable to a Martial Saint's.

But accordingly, Ye Beiming's personality would also undergo a major change; he would become like a Demon Beast covered in hostility, utterly engrossed in slaughter.

Last time, after Yun Sheng had carried out three Beast Blood Fusions for Ye Beiming in a true sense, his strength seemed to become even more terrifying.

It appeared that Yun Sheng's Medical Skill, while performing Beast Blood Fusion for Ye Beiming, had also triggered the most fearsome power within him.

Thinking of this, both Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao felt a secret dread.

"We need to find a way to control Beiming; otherwise..." Bu Jiuxiao also showed a look of urgency.

The main base of Blood Hand Ditch had been thoroughly cleared by them, but judging by Ye Beiming's stance, there was not the slightest intention to stop.

"Help! Save me! Prince Beiming, I'm Tang Yu, I'm not one of the Blood Hand Ditch's men," Tang Yu was already being lifted off the ground by Ye Beiming as he spoke.

Tang Yu's two-hundred-pound fatty body was like a powerless chick in his hands.

Even Tang Yu was terrified by Ye Beiming's frenzied murderous appearance; his neck was being choked, his face turning the color of an eggplant, and he was about to be choked to death.

Seeing this, Cheng and Bu hurried over and restrained Ye Beiming, one on the left and one on the right.

They had come to save people. It would be absurd if, after Tang Yu hadn't been killed by the people of Blood Hand Ditch, he ended up being choked to death by Ye Beiming.

However, Ye Beiming did not care about any of that.

His eyes were blood-red, and the Beast Blood Frenzy filled him with a violent aura. His grey eyes, like rubies, emitted a bewitching glow.

His ten fingers, like iron rods, kept tightening.

Both Cheng and Bu were Martial Marquis level powerhouses, but no matter how they tried to persuade him or pull him away, Ye Beiming stood immovable.

Seeing the signs of Tang Yu's struggles becoming weaker and his eyes rolling back, in a bout of desperation, Cheng Bai yelled, "Beiming, calm down, he is Tang Yu, the cousin of Yun Sheng!"

Whoosh—

Whoosh whoosh—

Ye Beiming, trapped in a Berserk state, had entered a state where all six senses were lost.

His eyes had also been covered with a layer of red, unable to hear or heed Cheng Bai's words.

But in his daze, he heard a name.

Yun Sheng.

The cousin of Yun Sheng.

Just like a bright lamp that appears suddenly in the darkest night, a certain part of the heart softens from its once rigid state.

Ye Beiming loosened his grip.

Tang Yu fell to the ground, gasping for air, his body fat quivering like rice bran in the sun.

It was terrifying; he was so close to death.

Ye Beiming was also panting heavily. Once he regained consciousness, the strange scales on his body swiftly receded, and his figure quickly returned to its original form. The red hue in the depths of his eyes also disappeared.

He looked at the corpses on the ground with their dreadful deathly expressions and was indifferently detached, as if the recent slaughter had nothing to do with him.

Just now, in that moment of clarity, Ye Beiming realized that his strength had broken through once more.

"Beiming, you've finally come to your senses. You scared us to death," Cheng Bai wiped the cold sweat from his brow and exchanged a relieved glance with Bu Jiuxiao.

If he hadn't blurted out Yun Sheng's name in his moment of desperation, perhaps...

That version of Ye Beiming was too terrifying.

Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao had already come to understand that Yun Sheng might be the only thing keeping Ye Beiming lucid. With this in mind, they accepted the fact that Yun Sheng was Ye Beiming's woman.

"Everyone in the Blood Hand Ditch's headquarters has been killed. What shall we do next? And this kid, how do you plan to deal with him?" Cheng Bai looked at Tang Yu, not knowing what to do with him.

They couldn't kill the boy yet.

But if they didn't kill him and took him back to Yujing, if his knowledge of Ye Beiming's secrets were to be exposed, the consequences could be dire...

"Tang Yu, I won't kill you. I promised her that I would bring you back," Ye Beiming said, looking down at Tang Yu from above.

The latter shivered all over upon meeting Ye Beiming's gaze.

The Beiming King before him was like the Netherworld God from Hell, handsome yet blood-stained, and capable of claiming lives with just a breath.

"Prince Beiming, I won't say anything, I swear. If I reveal even the smallest secret, may my intestines burst and my stomach rot, and I die a horrendous death," Tang Yu was so scared that he was beside himself, mechanically kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing.

"Take him back. Also, sever the heads of everyone here and bring them with us. I want to present them as gifts to the Young City Lord of Dihong City and the Dark Crown Prince," since he was in Great Zhou, he, as the Beiming Prince of Dazhou, would stand in for the weak Emperor of Great Zhou to properly entertain them.

It was just a half hour.

The sky still held a faint Xiguang, and Blood Hand Ditch, an organization on the Wuji Continent once notorious, was no more.

On the same morning, another person was feeling restless.

Yun Cangxue had risen early. She hadn't slept at all the previous night.

That day, during the birthday banquet when Tian Quezi challenged her father, Yun Cangxue felt as if struck by lightning, losing even the ability to think for a while.

She now understood that she had been used by Dihong City and Hou Qin in the shadows.

She was filled with regret. Yun Cangxue was no fool and knew the principle of shared prosperity and loss.

She had poisoned her father due to her son Tang Yu, thinking that the other party merely wanted to slowly deplete Yun Bahe's life, so that after a few years, Yun Bahe would seem to die a natural death, old and feeble.

By then, she would be able to rightfully inherit the properties of the Yun Residence.

Who could have foreseen that during the banquet, the Dark Crown Prince of Hou Qin and the Martial Saint Tian Quezi from the same country would suddenly appear?

Yun Cangxue then understood that those people didn't just want to frame Yun Ba, but what was even more vicious was their desire to bring the Yun Residence to disgrace and ruin.