However, under the fierce attack of the raging storm, Ye Luo, despite being on the defensive, had his True Qi greatly depleted. Most importantly, his eyes had started to feel fatigued, obviously struggling to hold on for much longer, which made Ye Luo become anxious.

Bang!

Under the terrible impact of the strike, the two figures separated. Ye Luo stumbled back five or six steps, while the eyes of the black-robed Emissary flickered with a sinister gleam.

"You’re forcing my hand,"

the black-robed Emissary coldly spat out, before taking out a medicinal bottle from his person, the yellow liquid inside. He downed it in one gulp, and following that, his eyes exuded a thick aura of murderous intent. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Aah!

The black-robed Emissary let out a sharp cry, and hundreds of miles away, an elder twitched his ears slightly and rushed out towards a certain direction.

Inside the factory, as the black-robed Emissary consumed the yellow potion, his body immediately released a terrifying aura of malevolence, and a fearsome energy burst forth within him. A tornado-like force swept around, obliterating everything in its vicinity, and the very air seemed to solidify.

This aura was exceedingly terrifying. After consuming the yellow potion, the strength of the black-robed Emissary shot up directly to the Innate Late Stage, even emitting a fearsome evil aura.

Ye Luo’s eyebrows instantly furrowed together, his expression became very solemn and dark, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"Die!"

The opponent roared in anger, launching an attack at Ye Luo, who promptly activated his Clairvoyant Eye.

But even though Ye Luo had activated the Clairvoyant Eye, slowing the opponent’s speed, the adversary was still incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he was upon him, emanating an evil aura that was extremely uncomfortable to behold.

Ye Luo quickly reacted, tilting his body slightly to dodge the punch. However, at that moment, the opponent’s left leg struck out like lightning.

Ye Luo had no time to dodge and could only sink his hand to strike at the opponent’s leg.

Bang!

Beneath the dull thud, Ye Luo only felt his arm go numb with severe pain, and he staggered backward as the opponent’s relentless attack descended once more.

This time, the opponent’s speed was so fast that even with the slow-motion function of the Clairvoyant Eye activated, Ye Luo struggled to dodge in time. Moreover, using the Clairvoyant Eye for an extended period made Ye Luo’s eyes more and more fatigued, causing a piercing pain in his pupils.

As a result, after a dozen moves, he could no longer avoid the opponent’s attacks as smoothly as before, and in the blink of an eye, he was hit by several punches, all landing on his Gold Silk Soft Armor.

Even with the protection of the Gold Silk Soft Armor, Ye Luo was still severely injured. He flew backward against a wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his complexion deathly pale, with eyes beginning to ache and feel tired.

"Die!"

With a roar, the black-robed Emissary threw a punch at Ye Luo with the force of a meteorite, slamming down cruelly. From afar, Shi Yanran saw this scene, her eyes flickering with tears, her expression somewhat desolate.

Ye Luo’s eyes still flickered with a resolute light, and another Silver Needle shot out. The opponent’s body shifted, dodging it.

Dragon Traversing a Hundred Steps!

Ye Luo avoided the opponent’s attack and rushed towards Shi Yanran, while still continuously shooting Silver Needles at the black-robed Emissary.

Very quickly, Ye Luo reached Shi Yanran’s side, ripped the cloth from her mouth, and snapped the ropes binding her hands.

"Ye Luo, get out of here, just go, don’t worry about me!"

Shi Yanran looked at Ye Luo with tears glittering in her eyes as she spoke.

Ye Luo replied with a faint smile, "I just can’t bear to see such a beautiful superstar fade away like this."

"Ah! Be careful!"

Suddenly, Shi Yanran let out a scream, but Ye Luo had already known; he wrapped his arm around Shi Yanran’s slender waist, turned his body, and fiercely struck out with his palm, meeting the black-robed emissary’s punch head-on.

Ye Luo felt an icy and terrifying strength surge into his arm. His Nine Yang True Qi couldn’t withstand it at all. The True Qi within his body became chaotic and violent, and suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body flying backwards while holding Shi Yanran.

Thump!

Ye Luo and Shi Yanran both fell to the ground, Ye Luo’s face deathly pale.

"Ye Luo, how are you? Are you alright?"

Shi Yanran asked urgently, her face full of worry.

"Cough, cough... Don’t worry, I’m not going to die."

Ye Luo said with a wry smile, his color ashen. He slowly stood up again, pushed Shi Yanran behind him, the corners of his mouth stained with blood, his eyes cold as he looked at his opponent.

"Die!"

The black-robed emissary was now at the peak of rage. The evil aura on his body had begun to gradually dissipate, evidently knowing that the effects of the drug were starting to wear off. Once the drug’s effects disappeared, his strength would greatly diminish, so he didn’t waste any more time and launched his final attack at Ye Luo.

At this moment, Ye Luo’s eyes flashed with determination as he charged forward, all his True Qi converging in his chest.

Boom!

The assailant’s strike landed directly on Ye Luo’s chest. The terrifying force burst through the Gold Silk Soft Armor and exploded inside Ye Luo’s body, causing him to spit out another mouthful of fresh blood.

It splattered over the emissary’s face, but his eyes flashed with a mad light, his left hand tightly gripping the opponent’s punching hand, and his right hand fiercely thrust out with a Silver Needle.

Seeing this, the black-robed emissary knew the severity of Ye Luo’s Silver Needle. Noticing Ye Luo’s tenacious grip on one of his hands, the emissary struggled to dodge in time, and the Silver Needle pierced directly into his body.

Instantly, the black-robed emissary felt numbness spread through his body, his eyes revealing a furious glare as he struck out with another palm, sending Ye Luo flying away, while he staggered backward, swaying slightly.

"Ye Luo!"

Watching Ye Luo fly over, Shi Yanran screamed, dashing over to support him. She fell to the ground, and Ye Luo lay in her arms, fresh blood continuously spilling from his mouth, his chest caved in slightly, the True Qi inside him in disarray, his internal organs suffering varying degrees of damage.

Meanwhile, the black-robed emissary staggered, his eyes somewhat dizzy, obviously affected by Ye Luo’s Silver Needle.

"Miss!"

At that moment, the elder who had been pursuing the trail finally arrived. Seeing the scene before him, he became enraged and charged directly at the black-robed emissary.

With one strike, the emissary felt his entire body go numb, his head dizzy, unable to defend against the old man’s attack, and was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.