Ye Haochuan, now at the Early Stage of Immortal Transformation, relying on the Manual of Returning to the Origin of Wondrous Flowers and a series of other methods, can easily overpower Mid-Stage Immortal Transformation cultivators. However, dealing with Late Stage is still somewhat challenging for him.

So when he saw that Mus at Late Stage Immortal Transformation was attacking, he instinctively became vigilant.

The Nine-Tailed Sword Qi successfully passed through the wall of fire, but its power was greatly diminished and was easily deflected by the Fallen Angel with a trident.

"Kid, weren’t you very arrogant just now? Come at me again?"

Having successfully repelled the defense of the Nine-Tailed Sword Qi, the Fallen Angel became arrogant again.

Ye Haochuan did not answer him but turned his head towards Mus and asked, "I have no grievance with you, so why do you trouble me?"

"I indeed have no grievance with you, but you are a Yellow Skin, and I am a noble Caucasian. It’s my duty to suppress Yellow Skins!"

Mus looked at Ye Haochuan disdainfully and said, "Besides, you even want to kill the Lord Heavenly Emissary. If I don’t kill you, won’t I become a sinner among the White People Clan?"

"His cultivation is not even higher than yours, so why do you call him lord?" Ye Haochuan asked curiously.

The Fallen Angel suddenly answered proudly, "Indeed, my cultivation isn’t higher than his, but I am a noble Angel. To be precise, he can only be considered a servant of the Angels!"

"I advise you not to hold on to any illusions. He will definitely not disobey my God’s words."

Upon hearing this, Ye Haochuan seemed to understand something.

The combat style of this Fallen Angel clearly accommodates both melee and ranged battles. As for other cultivators like Mus, they are either knights or mages. No matter how you look at it, the Fallen Angel’s combat approach is more perfect.

It seems that Mus’s admiration for the Fallen Angel might have something to do with this.

Actually, Ye Haochuan’s guess wasn’t wrong. The Heavenly Emissary Clan can be considered the highest bloodline among the Whites. Because of this bloodline, they can cultivate the more perfect cultivation techniques exclusive to the Angel clan.

As for others, due to their bloodline qualification, they cannot cultivate both martial and magic, so they have to choose a single path.

And precisely because of this bloodline, regardless of their cultivation level, the Angel Clan stands above the rest in this world.

"Since that’s the case, there’s no need for more words, let’s fight!" Ye Haochuan said coldly.

No matter what, he needed to leave this Fallen Angel behind to reclaim Lin Qingxuan’s potential.

Although he could seize the potential of other infants for Lin Qingxuan, how could it compare to her original potential?

"Ignorant!" Mus snorted and swung a fire snake with his demon staff again.

The fire snake seemed to have a consciousness of its own, hissing as it charged towards the Nine-Tailed Phantom as soon as it appeared.

The Nine-Tailed Phantom was not afraid, the Nine-Tailed Swords sometimes dispersed and sometimes converged, making it unpredictable.

"Gale Immortal Canon!"

Ye Haochuan’s feet generated wind, and he rose into the air, attacking Mus.

This Gale Immortal Canon in the Immortal Realm could only provide quick movement on the ground, but here, flying was a piece of cake.

This was Ye Haochuan’s last card in this battle.

While the mage’s attack capability was robust, melee was its clear weakness. As long as he could break through to Mus with speed, victory was possible.

Unfortunately, the Fallen Angel seized the opportunity and intercepted Ye Haochuan.

The Fallen Angel’s attack methods had no long or short-range restriction, and its melee strength was also considerable.

If it were earlier, he wouldn’t have dared such moves, since Ye Haochuan could easily slice him in two at any moment.

But now, with Mus supporting him, if he made any mistakes, Mus would cover for them instantly and attack Ye Haochuan when the chance arose.

After a few more rounds, surprisingly neither side gained the upper hand.

"Where did this guy come from, how can he be so strong?" Mus and the Fallen Angel both found it incredible.

But Ye Haochuan felt more at ease.

He realized that Mus’s combat power didn’t really match that of a Late Stage Immortal Transformation cultivator in the Immortal Realm. Besides having slightly higher destructive power, Mus posed no major threat, and without this partnership, Ye Haochuan could easily have killed Mus.

But now, it’s somewhat troublesome. In a short time, he couldn’t break through Mus and the Fallen Angel’s joint onslaught.

After several more rounds, Ye Haochuan began to worry.

This was the White People’s domain; who knew if Mus and the Fallen Angel had called for help.

With the two sides evenly matched, if another helper came, he’d surely lose.

"The sky is finally completely dark!"

Looking at the sky, Ye Haochuan suddenly displayed a sinister smile.

"Do you think just because it’s dark, you’ll have a chance to escape?"

The Fallen Angel sneered, "Let me tell you, night is the mother of us Fallen Angels. With nightfall, my power significantly increases — you’re dead!"

"Are you certain?" Ye Haochuan chuckled softly, then his figure began to fade, eventually disappearing into the void.

"How could this be?" Unable to sense Ye Haochuan’s presence, the Fallen Angel immediately panicked.

"Fire’s Guard!"

Frowning slightly, Mus softly chanted a few words, instantly summoning two fire whips that wrapped around both the Fallen Angel and himself, alert to any potential threats.

As soon as the fire whips appeared, they accelerated around Mus.

Mus seemed to receive some sort of signal, having already chanted a spell. At the moment of appearance, he sharply pointed his demon staff, spewing a fireball from his mouth.

The moment the fireball shot forth, it expanded rapidly, turning into a fire prison targeted in the indicated direction.

The fire prison closed instantly, trapping nothing inside.

Yet Mus’s face bore a satisfied grin, suggesting he’d captured something he aimed for.

But this smile lingered only momentarily, soon replaced by a sudden change in his expression.

A purple flame suddenly erupted on his body.

Being a fire mage, he wasn’t afraid of flames, but these flames were different — terrifyingly hot, as though they could incinerate everything in a flash.

Mus, not daring to be careless, swiftly summoned the fire whips to fend off the purple flames.

After all, he was a Late Stage Necro-Immortal expert who excelled with fire, and with the fire whips lashing around, the purple flames were forced back gradually.

But at this moment, a Hollow Flying Sword suddenly shot out from the fire prison, aimed directly at Mus’s throat.

Mus couldn’t cast another spell in time, so he reflexively raised his staff to block.

But how could the demon staff withstand the sharp Divine Concealment Sword?

With a slicing sound, the staff was split in two, along with Mus’s neck.

Even in the moment of death, Mus probably couldn’t comprehend why Ye Haochuan had so many hidden cards.