Master of Strange Dao

Only one person remained on guard here, with the other three positioned in strategic locations: two at the cave entrance and one patrolling the middle.

Yu Ziqing silently gauged the strength of his adversaries, knowing that killing four men in one breath wasn't difficult; the challenge was not to reveal himself.

Sticking close to the stone wall, he crawled into the tunnel leading underground and took a roundabout path to the edge, where he quietly waited for the person guarding the tunnel to walk over.

After the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, the guard made his rounds. When he turned his back to Yu Ziqing for an instant—

Yu Ziqing's body moved silently against him.

His eyelids drooping, Yu Ziqing wrapped one hand around his opponent's arms and torso from behind and the other hand covered his mouth and nose.

The Flying Eagle within him expelled a murky breath, which Yu Ziqing directly funneled into the guard's mouth.

In an instant, any attempt from the man to groan was violently suppressed; his breathing became labored, all sounds stifled, leaving him listless.

One of the Two-headed Snake's heads also exhaled a murky breath. Yu Ziqing extended his knee, pressing it against the man's back heart, the power from his knee shattering the spine to disperse his strength—more tainted breath surged forth, ruining his Kidney Qi, rendering his body weak and limp.

The two murky breaths swirled inside the victim, seeping into his Qi Sea, making it difficult for him to channel his energy even momentarily.

Having instantly subdued him, Yu Ziqing freed one hand and morphed his fingers into a sword; power rushed through them, piercing the man's Qi Sea Core Field in one strike, completely stripping him of any resistance.

In less than the time of one breath, another Black Robed Man turned to look their way.

But Yu Ziqing's figure had vanished in a blink, twisting into the spacious black robe, entirely concealing himself behind the Black Robed Man, utilizing the right angle to support the body and quietly stand there, all without a stir of Qi Blood Power.

This Black Robed Man, wanting to alert his approaching companion—

Alas, these fellows, learning all the wrong things, dressed in black robes with covered faces, his comrade couldn't even see his face, let alone the terror and despair in his eyes.

When his comrade glanced over, he continued to be vigilant towards the possibility of anything emerging from outside the cave.

Yu Ziqing reached out a hand to cover the guard's mouth and nose, forcibly rendering him unconscious before he took control of the man's body. Yu Ziqing then carried him to a spot out of the line of sight.

He spared the man's life, fearing that killing him might startle the others; otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered controlling him.

With a shake of his limbs, Yu Ziqing dislocated the man's joints. The next moment, he slipped into the man's black hooded robe, while the man himself slumped over, sliding out from inside the robe to fall behind Yu Ziqing, entirely concealed by it.

After tossing the unconscious man into a blind corner, Yu Ziqing examined the items he was carrying.

None could prove his identity.

Once outside, Yu Ziqing disguised himself as a guard and continued the patrol.

As he crossed paths with another guard, Yu Ziqing, repeating the same technique, instantly took control of the man's body, rendering him powerless to resist or even cry out.

Then from one side, he grabbed the man's arm, guiding him over towards the stone wall to rest quietly against it.

Yu Ziqing, still in the guise of patrol, circled around the crowd to the entrance.

"What are you doing out here?" one Black Robed Man chided with some displeasure.

The next moment, Yu Ziqing's form disappeared from the spot, and with a Heart-kicking Elbow strike, he hit the man's core field. His power suddenly erupted, breaking through the defense and exploding within the man's Qi Sea.

At the same time, another murky breath entered his lungs, damaging his lung Qi, silencing even his agonized screams.

Having struck successfully, while the other guard was about to react, Yu Ziqing already had his hand over the man's mouth, hoisting him up; a slight tremor in his arm, and the flesh of his arm rippled as the man's bones were shattered in an instant, promptly causing him to black out.

A few tens of feet, for Yu Ziqing, was nearly equivalent to face-to-face.

The Qi Refining Cultivator, not even attaining Seventh Tier, stood no chance face-to-face against a Fifth Tier Body Cultivator from Jinlan Mountain without a high-level Magical Treasure for protection—he would be dead.

Yu Ziqing disposed of this man, then finished off the still conscious one to ensure loss of consciousness but not life.

And so, all four guards were dealt with.

The Yin Family, all startled by the scene, included a young man whose mouth gaped open. Just as he began to scream, Yu Ziqing appeared before him in an instant, his hand gripping the young man's chin, using the Flying Eagle technique to damage his lung Qi, forcible stuffing the scream back into his throat.

A hint of strength emerged from the young man, who instinctively raised his hands to grasp Yu Ziqing's arm.

Yu Ziqing's gaze grew sharp as he crushed the young man's jaw, and with a flick of his arm, he shattered the man's spine and casually tossed him onto the ground.

Yu Ziqing scanned the room. The Yin Family members—whether shocked or horrified—remained silent.

They lacked even the strength to cry out in alarm.

"Members of the Yin Family, who is in charge?"

A middle-aged man seated against the stone wall struggled to sit up.

Yu Ziqing immediately moved to his side, extending a hand to help him, propping him up to sit more comfortably.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yu Ziqing and then at the young man whose jaw had been crushed, his expression complex.

Other quick-witted members of the Yin Family also wore similarly complicated expressions.

Poisoned so deeply that they couldn't harness any strength at all, their bodies were utterly devoid of vigor. Those with sufficient inherent strength could barely manage to sit up, while the rest couldn't even turn over.

But this rather ordinary-looking young man, not only did he have the strength to scream, but he also resisted when seized and was even able to use physical power.

What he was made of was now abundantly clear, without needing any further explanation.