ue, what others do has nothing to do with him.He let out a cold snort and once again looked at Hu Yaoyao with fawning eyes."Girl, don't follow him around and cause trouble. I'll send you out of the Wa...Facing the incoming sword thrust, Ye Tian's expression turned cold. He raised his hand and punched it straight on.

Seeing this scene, the blonde woman and the remaining young man both had expressions of disbelief. In the past, dark creatures would avoid them at all costs. How could this guy dare to fight back head-on

Before they could react, Ye Tian's fist collided with the opponent's cross sword. With a crack, the blond youth's cross sword was broken by the punch.

"How is this possible"

Three people's faces were filled with astonishment. After all, holy light had an innate suppressive effect on dark creatures, and the Crusader Sword was even a sacred artifact of the Divine Court. Unexpectedly, this was the result.

What they don't know is that there are two main reasons why dark creatures fear the holy light.

On one hand, it comes from the suppression of the soul. If Ye Tian was still a mindless golden corpse, he would instinctively feel fear upon seeing holy light.

But now it's different. Intellectually, he is an individual, an Eastern cultivator, and naturally has no fear of the so-called holy light whatsoever.

On the other hand, holy light would also inflict damage on the physical bodies of dark creatures. However, Ye Tian had already reached the Heavenly Corpse realm at this moment, equivalent to a martial arts master in the later stages.

If it were the God Emperor or the Crimson Archbishop who made a move, he would still be wary, but this golden-haired youth's cultivation was clearly insufficient. This holy light posed no threat whatsoever to his powerful physique.

Three people were astonished, but Ye Tian showed no sign of stopping. With a shift of his foot, he appeared before the blond youth, reaching out to grab his neck and lifting him up like a chick.

"Kid, if you dare disrespect my big brother again, I'll snap your neck."

Ye Tian didn't care about the opponent's attack at all; what he cared about was the disrespect in their words towards Ye Bufan just now.

"Ugh..."

The young man with golden hair, already pale, now had no color left on his face. He never imagined that with the strength of a Golden Knight, he would be as helpless as a baby in front of him, without any ability to resist.

"Let go of Jellart immediately."

Another young man drew the cross sword from his back, but there was no longer the previous calmness and confidence in his expression, instead replaced with an air of immense seriousness.

The blonde woman shouted, “Stop this at once! There’s been a misunderstanding.”

They had previously suspected the other party of being a member of the Ghost Witch Cult due to the presence of corpse qi, but now it was clear that they were a martial artist rather than a witch, and they obviously had no connection to the Ghost Witch Cult.

It is known that followers of the Ghost Witch Cult have always practiced...

Everything here is black magic. While there are some martial arts practitioners here, their levels are particularly low and it's absolutely impossible for them to have such high cultivation.

"Alright, Ye Tian, let him go."

Ye Bufan waved his hand, it was clear that the three people in front of him belonged to the Western Divine Court, enemies of the Ghost Witch Sect. They were just a misunderstanding between each other, and there was no need to kill each other.

Ye Tian then let out a cold snort and released Jeralt's neck.

"Snoring..."

Jerrant panted heavily, his face a picture of shock, all traces of arrogance vanished.

"Gentlemen, I apologize for the misunderstanding we had earlier."

The blonde woman bowed politely to the two men. Jarrant and the other man, though somewhat reluctantly, followed suit with a knightly bow.

"Forget it, we've talked about this. It was just a misunderstanding."

Ye Bufan didn't really mind here.

The blonde woman asked again, "May I ask Why does this gentleman's aura resemble that of a Ghost Witch cult member so much Otherwise, we wouldn't have had this misunderstanding."

We come from China. My name is Ye Bufan, and this is my younger brother, Ye Tian.

He is a martial artist, and due to his cultivation, his aura might be similar to that of Ghost Shaman Cult members.

"That's how it is."

The blonde woman nodded, she didn't doubt Ye Bufan's words. Although Ye Tian's aura was strange, the other party was indeed a martial artist rather than a dark sorcerer.

Moreover, the fact that the opponent was unafraid of Jerlant's holy light made her certain that Ye Tian was merely a human, not a creature of darkness.

She continued, "We all come from the Western Divine Court. My name is Sophie, I am the Yellow-robed Archbishop. These two are my companions, Jerlant and Gareth, both of them divine Golden Knights."

Sophie introduced the three of them, and then asked, "Mr. Ye, how did you come here"

Let me tell you, this place is very close to the Ghost Witch Cult. Although your brother's martial arts cultivation is strong, once he encounters a black wizard from the Ghost Witch Cult, it will be very troublesome. Their witchcraft is not something ordinary warriors can withstand.

Faced with the other's kindness, Ye Bufan said: "We are here to look for someone. A friend of mine was taken away by the Ghost Witch Cult."

"That's how it is, damn Ghost Cult."

Sophie said, "To be frank with you, we are also here to save people. The day before yesterday, one of our friends fell into the hands of the Ghost Witch Cult."

We came to rescue people, but we spent a day and night looking for the entrance without success.

"You went to the Ghost Witch Cult to save people, weren't you a little short on strength"

Ye Bufan was also entirely out of good intentions. Among the three, Sophie was the Yellow-robed Arch Bishop, whose strength was equivalent to a Taoist Master in China. Besides, their zodiac signs were incompatible, making it quite manageable to deal with black wizards like the second and third elders of the Ghost Witch Cult.

If one were to encounter the Great Elder, Pereleira, a powerful being at the level of a witch saint, it would be difficult to handle. Not to mention the headmaster Ferdinand hiding in the shadows.

And the other two Golden Knights, Gerald and Gareth, their strength was comparable to that of a Celestial martial artist from China, though slightly weaker than Sophie.

Such a trio of three would be more than enough to deal with ordinary dark wizards. To storm the Ghost Witch Sect's main altar, they were still lacking.

"That's a way to talk! What do you mean, we're lacking in strength Do you think your lot is any good"

As a Golden Knight of the Divine Court, he had his own pride. Though he had just been defeated by Ye Tian, in his eyes, the other was merely a martial artist. If he faced a dark sorcerer, he would have a clear advantage over them.

And Ye Bufan didn't even mention it, he had no aura of a strong warrior, not even as good as an ordinary martial artist, let alone facing the formidable Ghost Witch Cult.

Ye Tian's expression changed, and he was about to make a move again, but Ye Bufan stopped him with his eyes.

"I'm just giving you a friendly piece of advice, whether you listen or not is up to you."

"Just you, a mere ordinary person, dare to admonish us" Jerant said arrogantly. "Don't think your brother's martial arts skills make him anything special. When it comes to dealing with the Dark Church, no one can match the warriors of our Divine Court."

"Mr. Ye, I apologize for their rudeness."

By comparison, Sophie's attitude was much better, and she then added, "But what they said is true, the Dark Church is indeed very difficult to deal with."

"What if we do this Tell me your friend's name, so if we meet them, we can save them together."

"No, I'll handle my own affairs."

Ye Bufan shook his head. Relying on the strength of these three people, it would be completely insufficient to save people from the ancestral temple of the Ghost Witch Cult.

"You humans overestimate yourselves," another Golden Knight, Gareth, said. "It's not that we think less of you, but even if you wanted to save people, I doubt you could find the Ghost Witch Coven's doorstep."

He wasn't just talking nonsense. The three of them had been searching for a whole day and night, knowing it was somewhere nearby, but they couldn't find the entrance.

sizemountains were pressing down on him, an immense weight bearing upon him.He gritted his teeth and strained to swing the sword in his hand, but it struck the crimson light barrier with a sharp, metallic...