Kun Cuo was sent flying by Ye Qing's punch, suffering a severe internal injury, and he barely managed to stand up again. Yet his expression instantly turned as cold as ice because Ye Qing's punch had utterly humiliated him.

He originally thought he could send Ye Qing flying with a single punch, who would have guessed that it would be he himself who was sent flying. Losing face in front of so many of his junior brothers, he could not bear the shame.

Seeing a group of junior brothers gaping at him, Kun Cuo gritted his teeth, barely holding on as he walked over, angrily shouting, "Ye Qing, you are too cunning, hiding your strength to deceive me. I only used half of my strength. If I had known earlier, I would have used my full strength!"

Hearing these words, most of the sorcerers around them heaved a sigh of relief. They didn't know how much strength Kun Cuo had used, but hearing Kun Cuo say this, everyone felt a bit relieved. In their minds, it wasn't that Kun Cuo lacked strength, but that he underestimated his opponent's power, failing to use his full strength, resulting in such a loss.

Ye Qing was very aware of Kun Cuo's situation, he slowly shook his head and said, "You shouldn't force yourself, or else, you'll die!"

"Let me die?" Kun Cuo laughed in anger. "Ridiculous. Ye Qing, I want to see what ability you have to kill me. Come, come, let us go another round!"

As Kun Cuo spoke, he interlocked his ten fingers together, muttering incantations. It was unclear what he was chanting. However, it was evident that the expressions of Kun Cuo's surrounding junior brothers changed, each looking at Kun Cuo in panic as if terrified by him.

Ye Qing couldn't understand what Kun Cuo was doing, but seeing the expressions of Kun Cuo's junior brothers, he grew solemn as well. Undoubtedly, Kun Cuo was about to unleash his ultimate move, and if Ye Qing couldn't defeat even Kun Cuo, it would be impossible to draw out Grand Master Nai Kun!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qing once again utilized the martial arts he learned on the stone platform, channeling his entire inner strength. This time, he too had to go all out, or else it would cost him!

Kun Cuo chanted for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and roared loudly. Ye Qing immediately readied his stance, prepared to engage, but Kun Cuo didn't attack right away. Instead, he first put his left index finger into his mouth and bit off a segment with a crunch.

"Blood Curse!" Ye Qing's face changed as he finally understood what Kun Cuo had been chanting and why Kun Cuo's junior brothers were so shocked.

Ye Qing had witnessed the power of the Blood Curse first-hand last time. The Blood Curse is a forbidden curse within Southeast Asian sorcery that enhances one's power by depleting their own life force. According to Ding Lianshun, Blood Fusion Sorcery is derived from the Blood Curse, stacking two people's lives together to exponentially enhance strength for about an hour, extremely terrifying.

Blood Fusion Sorcery can be considered an extreme form of the Blood Curse, where the greater the physical cost, the greater the power obtained. Last time, when Ye Qing and others dealt with that sorcerer, he cut off an entire arm, driving those human puppets to madness, demonstrating the immense power of the Blood Curse.

And now, Kun Cuo had used the Blood Curse, driven to desperation by the humiliation from Ye Qing. He was risking everything to cast the forbidden curse in an attempt to regain some dignity.

The sorcerers were all well aware of the Blood Curse's power and its dangers. Seeing Kun Cuo use the Blood Curse, they were understandably shocked. But at this point, no one could stop it. As Kun Cuo bit off his finger, the Blood Curse had started its effect, and it seemed as if his internal injury vanished, his whole body filled with unparalleled strength.

This power gave Kun Cuo an inflated sense of confidence, as if he were invincible under the heavens. Clenching his fists, he charged toward Ye Qing, yelling wildly, "Prepare to die!"

Seeing Kun Cuo's aggressive charge, Ye Qing dared not show the slightest negligence. His inner strength had just circulated to his arms, eager to be unleashed. Seeing Kun Cuo charge towards him, Ye Qing took a bow step forward, his right fist driving heavily towards Kun Cuo.

Both their auras were incredibly strong, leaving the surrounding people stunned with fear, unsure who was stronger. The moment their fists collided, the winner was immediately decided.

Ye Qing stood steadfast, unmoved, while Kun Cuo had his arm broken by Ye Qing's punch. His entire body flew back like a kite with a broken string, hitting the flower bed six or seven meters away, spitting blood continuously, unable to get up. This time, he didn't even have the strength to stand!

Seeing Kun Cuo injured and fallen, the sorcerers erupted. They were well aware of the Blood Curse's power, and having seen Kun Cuo use it, they assumed Ye Qing was bound to lose. However, none of them expected this outcome: Ye Qing not only didn't lose, but severely injured Kun Cuo!

Even with the Blood Curse, was Kun Cuo still no match for Ye Qing? Just how strong is Ye Qing's true power?

Kun Cuo was completely unable to rise, and the sorcerers were all terrified by Ye Qing, not daring to go up and stop him.

At this moment, several people on the rooftop, including Master Naikun, were observing the situation here. The event of Kun Cuo being knocked down startled these few people. Especially Master Naikun, who furrowed his brows tightly.

According to the information they received, Ye Qing's strength was not strong enough. In theory, Kun Cuo's blood curse on Ye Qing should not be a difficult task. But why was Kun Cuo knocked down?

"Senior Brother, what should we do now?" a sorcerer asked in a low voice.

Master Naikun furrowed his brow tightly, and those sorcerers below were completely unwilling to block Ye Qing. Ye Qing was now walking step by step toward the rooftop. If no methods are found quickly to stop Ye Qing, he will burst into the rooftop!

Master Naikun said in a low voice after being silent for a while, "Fourth Brother, you go down with Lao Qi and Old Eight!"

The trio called by Master Naikun were stunned, exchanged glances, and Fourth Brother hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Senior Brother, this Ye Qing's strength is very different from the news we received. I and Lao Qi and Old Eight are probably not his match!"

Master Naikun said solemnly, "No matter, you only need to delay for a while; I will go down to assist you!"

Hearing this, the three felt more secure, got up hurriedly, and went downstairs to intercept Ye Qing.

There were two people left upstairs, one being Master Naikun, and the other his junior sister, Tama. The relationship between these two people was well-known within the sect, having long been entangled with each other.

Seeing those three leave, Junior Sister Tama moved closer to Master Naikun, whispering, "Senior Brother, there seems to be something odd about this Ye. According to the news we received, his strength shouldn't be strong. Logically, Fifth Brother using the blood curse against him shouldn't pose any difficulty. Yet, why has his strength suddenly grown to such an extent? Could it be he's been hiding his true strength all along?"

"Impossible!" Master Naikun shook his head, speaking solemnly, "I investigated, Ye Qing is the disciple of Northern Fist King Li Changqing. His strength originally wasn't strong, far inferior to those renowned martial artists of Huaxia. His strength certainly improved suddenly over the past few days!"

"Suddenly improved?" Tama was puzzled and asked with wonder, "How can it suddenly improve?"

After a moment of silence, Master Naikun said, "Master once mentioned that Beimang Mountain holds many secrets of Huaxia martial artists. If someone enters and can come out, they undoubtedly gain considerable benefits. This Ye went into Beimang Mountain with Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi, but those two didn't emerge. Yet, only he came out. It shows he certainly gained something within Beimang Mountain, and his improvement in strength is certainly related to this!"

"So, Ye Qing entered Beimang Mountain and turned misfortune into blessing?" Tama's face was full of resentment, saying, "I once entered Beimang Mountain in my younger years but gained nothing. What makes Ye Qing different, allowing him to gain these benefits upon entering Beimang Mountain?"

"Don't be too excited!" Master Naikun waved, saying, "Even if he gained something from Beimang Mountain, it is of little use. Once we free Master, by then, looking over Huaxia, who can match Master. Hmph, this Ye, in the end, is just a clown jumping around."

Tama looked at Ye Qing below, paused for a moment, then whispered, "Senior Brother, with Ye Qing gaining such benefits from Beimang Mountain, should we…should we first avoid him?"

"No rush!" Master Naikun said, "I just sent Fourth Brother and the others down to test Ye Qing's strength. If his strength is indeed strong, then we must avoid him. If it isn't, then why should we fear him? Best to kill him before his wings fully form, saving us future casualties by his hand!"

Tama suddenly understood, looking at Fourth Brother and the trio who had already gone down, muttering, "Wonder if Fourth Brother and the others can resist Ye Qing."

"I don't require them to defeat Ye Qing, as long as they can last for ten minutes under Ye Qing's hand, then Ye Qing is no threat!" A cold gleam flashed in Master Naikun's eyes, he said coldly, "Then, I will personally meet him, make him a human puppet, let him neither live nor die!"

Hearing this, Tama was full of excitement. Last time the woman with Third Brother was her, Third Brother lured Ye Qing and the others into Beimang Mountain and didn't come out, undoubtedly falling victim. Therefore, she harbored deep hatred for Ye Qing and the others, wishing for their swift deaths!