suring no one behind them could overhear their conversation.Ding Yue said, "Boss, now that Cheng Yaojin has come out of nowhere, can we still carry out our plan Maybe we should wait a few days and see..."Thought you had some real skill!"

Victor shook his head. He had just broken Ye Bufan's fire dragon and thought he was quite capable, but now it seemed he had overestimated him.

As a powerful mage, he knew how devastating his last spell had been; even an armored vehicle would have been reduced to ash.

Though the lightning had dissipated, Ye Bufan remained standing there with an unperturbed expression. A faint smile played on his lips, as if nothing had happened at all.

"Impossible! It can't be!"

Victor jumped to his feet in shock, utterly bewildered as to why the other party wasn't afraid of his thunder.

How could he know, with the might of the Thor Forging Body Technique, this lightning wouldn't even tickle him, let alone injure the other party

Ye Bufan stretched out a finger: "You have one last chance. Don't hold back any powerful abilities you have, bring them all out!"

"That's what you said!"

Victor regained his composure, his face hardening with resolve.

It was only then that he truly realized how terrifyingly formidable the young man before him was.

Then, he held a crystal staff in both hands and uttered obscure incantations continuously.

Compared to the last two times, this one took much longer. It's clear how terrifying the magic unleashed this time is.

Ye Bufan just stood there quietly, watching without making any attack.

Finally, Victor finished the spell and raised his hand in the air with a wave.

"The gates of Hell are open, come forth, three-headed hellhounds!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a violent energy surge ripped through the pitch-black night sky. Afterward, a fissure slowly began to open.

Ye Bufan looked up, now he was extremely familiar with space. This was a magic that could break through the barriers of space.

It has to be said that Western magic also has its own unique aspects, being able to open spatial barriers in this way.

But he soon saw the limitation of this summoning magic; the spatial portal that slowly opened before his eyes was only one-way.

Beings summoned from that side can come to this side, but humans from this side cannot cross over to the other.

As soon as the portal opened, a dark figure dashed out of it.

This is a dog, an incredibly large dog, much bigger than any tiger on Earth.

The most crucial feature was its three massive heads, each with a gaping maw and a crimson tongue lolling out. Its blood-red eyes glinted with murderous intent.

The three-headed hellhound, a creature said to hail from the underworld, is ferocious, bloodthirsty, and possesses immense power.

Vic clenched his jaws, panting heavily. The summoning magic had taken a heavy toll on him.

"Eat him!"

He gestured towards Ye Bufan with his hand.

"Roar!"

The three-headed hellhound, with all three mouths wide open, let out a furious roar.

This creature is unlike ordinary canines on Earth; its voice differs, and it emanates a powerful aura of intimidation.

Pryor stood beside, he had never seen such a powerful creature before, and was so frightened that he sat down on his buttocks.

Ye Bufan only revealed a hint of amusement. The man before him was different from the demons he had encountered. He wasn't like the fairy beasts of the fairy world either. This man carried a deathly aura that seemed to come straight from hell.

It should be quite powerful, but not powerful enough to pose a threat to itself.

I originally wanted to completely eradicate this three-headed hellhound, but suddenly I had a thought, "Not bad, it's good meat!"

Then, with a thought, Xiao Bu Dian appeared in his palm.

Victor looked at this in bewilderment. What did "good meat" mean This was a three-headed hellhound, wasn't it

At the same time, Ye Bufan didn't understand what this little guy was. From its size, it was countless times smaller than a three-headed hellhound, just like an ant and an elephant.

"Big boss, what do you want me to do"

Xiaobudai stretched languidly, looking utterly lazy.

"Would you like to eat this"

Ye Bufan pointed at the three-headed hellhound right in front of them.

Little Dot’s eyes lit up: “Of course I will!”

Even the three-headed hellhound present at this moment detected the presence of Xiao Bùdiǎn. Its eyes, which had previously blazed with ferocity, now trembled slightly.

This is instinct, although the guy in front of it is small and pitiful, it brings a strong bloodline pressure to it.

"Aw!"

With a shriek of terror, the creature turned and fled.

Little Dot pounced forward with a whoosh, her big mouth gaping open as she sucked in a breath. The three-headed hellhound let out a defiant roar before dissolving into a wisp of black smoke and being swallowed whole by her.

“This…”

Victor leaped up again. Such a small thing had swallowed three hellhounds; it completely overturned his worldview.

Although I don't understand what's going on, one thing is very clear.

That's because he simply wasn't a match for a true Chinese martial artist. His so-called Western magic was utterly insignificant compared to their power.

This guy was in mid-air when suddenly a gigantic broom appeared below him, then shot forward like a rocket.

"Interesting!"

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, but his hand was unwavering. He attacked with An Yue Wu Sheng, the dark moon slicing through the air silently.

Although the magic broomstick was powerful, it could not ultimately keep up with the flying sword.

Before he had even reached a hundred meters, Viktor's head soared high into the air, his body and broom crashing to the ground with a thud.

In fact, with his level of strength, if Ye Bufan hadn't wanted to take a look at Western magic, he wouldn't even be qualified to make a move. His frail body couldn't withstand the attack of An Yue Wu Sheng at all.

When Victor died over there, Pyotr collapsed to his knees with a thud.

"Doctor Ye, as long as you are willing to let me go, I promise you anything."

This guy is also a master at following the wind, seeing that his cards were out and he still couldn't stop the other party, he only had kneeling and begging for mercy left.

"Let you go Why"

Ye Bufan's voice was icy, "How many sins have you committed over the years Don't you have a count in your heart"

I know, I know, please forgive me. I will definitely do my best to atone for it in the future.

"I'm willing to donate all my wealth, cleanse the sins I've committed over these years, just for your forgiveness this once!"

This guy was crying and sobbing while talking, looking completely sincere in his remorse.

Ye Bufan could obviously see through this old fox's scheme. This guy was just playing the victim, as the saying goes, "a leopard can't change its spots." It couldn't be more fitting to apply it to him.

"Forgive you Sure thing!"

As soon as he said this, Puyol felt a sense of relief in his heart, believing that he could save his life.

What came next completely floored him, "But forgiving you is God's business, my job is to send you to see Him!"

After finishing his words, An Yue flew silently again, his head flying high.

Puyol stared with wide eyes until his death, as if in disbelief, his expression revealing a deep sense of resentment.

He never could have imagined that just a moment ago he was still the king of m country, commanding respect and influence. In the blink of an eye, he found himself dead, his body separated from his head.hrough his mind, and a heap of treasures appeared in the room. There were alchemical materials, herbs and spiritual plants, as well as all sorts of miscellaneous items.Ye Bufan glanced at it, and sudd...