Hearing that Zhang Yu would even steal his own words, Ying Aikun was filled with rage.

"Outrageous!"

Especially as he saw Zhang Yu fully displaying the Immortal Cave Heaven, Ying Aikun had only one thought in his mind.

"Mine!"

"This Grotto Heaven was supposed to be mine!"

A surge of hatred welled up from his heart, but it wasn't targeted at Zhang Yu; rather, it was aimed at the old ancestor, Yingxin Heaven.

From childhood to adulthood, Ying Aikun could never understand one thing.

"You old fool! Why do you always do this? I just don't get it. We, the young ones, exerting ourselves tirelessly for the prosperity of the entire clan, fighting and struggling everywhere... you don't care."

"You always scatter the good stuff from our house, giving it away to those useless lowlife creatures, all failures and trash."

In Ying Aikun's view, Yingxin Heaven was simply the number one wastrel in Kunxu, the most Immortal Qi-lacking Immortal.

"Even if you've already caused the whole clan to fall apart, forced everyone to be impoverished, still not enough? In the end, you wouldn't even pass down your own Cave Heaven to your bloodline descendants?"

"Yingxin Heaven! Just how much do you hate your own bloodline? How much do you hate your descendants?"

With a wild roar in his heart, Ying Aikun's body pierced through layers of spatial structures, flickering rapidly around Zhang Yu.

In an instant, he seemed to multiply into a thousand embodiments, appearing in all directions surrounding Zhang Yu.

"Old fool, just watch. Since you won't give me what's mine, I'll seize it myself!"

In Ying Aikun's eyes, dealing with a Cultivator like Zhang Yu who had just entered the Divinity Transformation stage, even if he had just mastered some Cave Heaven Power, was a mere trifle.

With a loud shout, Ying Aikun's Mana surged wildly, and as the Taoist Technique in his hands changed, the entrance to the Qiankun Pot opened wide, enveloping the battlefield in an instant.

"What Fu Xiantian, what Zhan Xian, what Zhang Yu... Just look at what kind of lowlife creatures you have chosen? What scum and riffraff?"

"You failed, and your successors also failed. Without us blood descendants, who could uphold the Ying Family's legacy?"

Having said that, Ying Aikun formed a Taoist Technique with his hand, and the Qiankun Pot crashed towards Zhang Yu's Immortal Cave Heaven again, not to shake it, but to temporarily block its entrance.

"Seal!"

With Ying Aikun's command, a light noise echoed in the air, stirring countless ripples.

At the same time, the entrance to Zhang Yu's Immortal Cave Heaven... seemed to have been temporarily sealed by Ying Aikun with the Qiankun Pot, cutting off the internal and external connection at once.

As a former Immortal Clan member, a bloodline descendant of Yingxin Heaven, Ying Aikun was extremely knowledgeable about spatial Immortal Dao Technology and was well-versed in using this type of technology in combat.

He knew that when dealing with opponents who possess a Grotto Heaven and independent space, the urgent task was to block the opponent's space, making it difficult for them to interfere with the material world.

In this way, it was equivalent to temporarily crippling the opponent's personal space.

Of course, the price of Ying Aikun using this move was that his own Qiankun Pot would also be difficult to use temporarily.

But he didn't care about that.

"A poor creature from the Lower Realm, the dog of that trash Bu Yingshu, without the old fool giving you the Grotto Heaven, now the Immortal Shuttle can't even enter, what do you have to fight against me?"

With a wave of his hand, Ying Aikun suddenly brightened with rays of brilliance, like stars being lit simultaneously, nearly illuminating the entire experimental area.

Before his estate was confiscated, Ying Aikun took many measures to conceal his own wealth.

One of these measures was to secretly extract the life spans of many Soul Cultivators and outsourced employees under him, using their life force as a driving force to converge a kind of flame known as Life Flame.

This flame was immensely powerful, whether as pure energy, a flame for processing, or a weapon, it had a great market potential.

Moreover, Ying Aikun's methods were secretive, and many Soul Cultivators and outsourced employees noticed no changes, still appearing as a group of quality individuals on the surface, unaware that their futures had long been converted by Ying Aikun into blazing Life Flame stored in his private coffer.

At this moment, with Ying Aikun's Mana operation, the surging Life Flame erupted violently, gushing out from his sleeves, enveloping Zhang Yu.

The intense flames instantly illuminated the entire sky brightly, and just from a distance... gave the onlookers an illusion of their life force being drained.

And this was the dreadfulness of Life Flame, capable of accelerating the decay and aging of matter, turning even the strongest physique and the most indestructible Magic Treasure into a pile of scrap metal in an instant.

Seeing the vast expanse of Life Flame, the numerous Cultivators who were secretly observing were all silently terrified, sensing a great threat, and withdrew a large distance once again.

"I didn't expect Ying Aikun to have such a move."

"Looks like he was holding back earlier."

"Without the support of his Grotto Heaven, and being hit by such a vast amount of Life Flame, Zhang Yu is probably in for a bad situation, and this Immortal Inheritance will eventually fall into the hands of the Ying Family..."

On the other side, watching Zhang Yu being engulfed by the Life Flame in an instant, Ying Aikun sneered: "Not worth a single blow."

"Just like those disciples and followers that the old fool chose before, all failures and losers."