The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Shen Yifei watched the fireworks explode in the sky and laughed so hard his teeth were showing.

"Elder Zhu, this is my first time visiting your Golden Crow Sect, and I've never seen you welcome me like this before."

"Little devil, you think you can do whatever you want just because you've reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm? The Golden Crow Sect is not a place for you to run wild!" Zhu Fugui said with an air of arrogance.

He shouted, "Please summon the Ancestor from seclusion!!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a violent tremor came from the direction of the back mountain of the Golden Crow Sect.

Immediately afterwards, six terrifying auras surged into the sky from the depths of the back mountain. The auras were so strong that even Shen Yifei felt a sense of oppression.

Six figures flew out from the back mountain and landed on the square in front of the Golden Crow Sect's main hall.

There were six old men, all with white hair and beards, with withered faces, wearing black Taoist robes of the Golden Crow Sect, embroidered with golden three-legged crows.

Their cultivation levels were all unfathomable, and Shen Yifei couldn't see through them at all.

"The Golden Crow Sect still has quite a few old things that survived the great war between humans and demons ten thousand years ago." Ye Ling stood next to Shen Yifei, coldly sizing up the six old men.

Xinghe saw the six old men inside the cauldron and exclaimed, "Sister Mengli, look at these old monsters who have lived for ten thousand years! They're all skin and bones, like dried corpses. If I were the Immortal Doctor, and I lived for ten thousand years, would I still be so radiant?"

It turns out that these past few days, Liu Mengli had heard Feng Jiuzhou say that Xinghe was an immortal healer. She had been begging Xinghe to find a way to help her regain her physical body as soon as possible.

Xinghe stubbornly refused to admit that he was the Immortal Physician, but he couldn't say who he was, where he came from, or where he was going. He knew nothing at all.

Inside the cauldron, the two pointed and gestured at the six old men, while outside, Zhu Fugui straightened his back.

"Ancestor! This fiend has broken into my sect and killed my disciples!" Zhu Fugui pointed at Shen Yifei, "I beg you, Ancestor, to take action and slay this scoundrel!"

Two of the six old men knew Shen Yifei; outside the Demon Abyss Secret Realm, the two of them had worked together to activate the Demon Cleansing Pearl.

One of them said, "Just as I suspected, so that's how you concealed your demonic energy and evaded the detection of the Demon Cleansing Pearl. Lu Ya was right, you little bastard can't be allowed to live!"

The other person didn't speak. He stared straight behind Shen Yifei and then nudged the person who had spoken earlier.

This glance was quite significant; the old man's expression instantly changed.

"Ye...Ye Ling?" The old man's voice trembled as he pointed at Ye Ling, his lips shaking as if he were having a stroke. "It really is you!"

"After all these years, is there still anyone who remembers me?" Ye Ling sneered. "I thought you were all dead."

"You...you weren't sealed in the Demon Abyss Secret Realm?" The other old man's voice trembled. "How could you possibly have come out!"

"My wife can come and go whenever she wants, it's none of your business!"

"You little bastard, you're asking for death! How much strength does that woman Ye Ling have left? Don't think we're afraid of you! Brothers, let's risk our old bones and leave this witch here!"

With a wave of his hand, the old man sent six figures scattering, surrounding Shen Yifei and Ye Ling.

A dazzling golden light erupted from the six people at the same time, and a huge three-legged golden crow appeared behind each of them.

The six golden crows quickly rose into the air, enveloping Shen Yifei and Ye Ling in the middle!

The six old men stood in six different directions, each exuding an ever-increasing aura. Their previously withered skin began to plump up, and the wrinkles on their faces diminished considerably.

"Ye Ling, do you still think you're the Demon God of War from ten thousand years ago?" The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Sealed for ten thousand years, how much of your power do you still have left?"

"Dealing with you six old geezers, even fifty percent of my power is more than enough." Ye Ling gripped the black spear in her hand, turned to look at Shen Yifei, and said, "Kid, are you scared?"

"With a wife around, what's there to be afraid of these six birds?" Shen Yifei chuckled, the bloodshot in his eyes not yet completely gone.

"That's good, let's get started!"

Ye Ling charged towards the six golden crows, unleashing the same aura that had once allowed him to single-handedly kill seven powerful human beings!

The six old men simultaneously formed hand seals, and the six golden crows opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out six golden flames.

Ye Ling and Shen Yifei barely managed to dodge it.

The flames were extremely hot, and when they landed on the bluestone slabs of the square, the bluestone ground melted instantly.

The others from the Golden Crow Sect quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance, for fear of getting even a spark on them.

Those six old men used deadly moves from the start, clearly not intending to leave the two of them any way out.

"Wife, these old zombies are not easy to deal with." Shen Yifei gripped the Changtian Sword tightly, his eyes fixed on the flight path of the six golden crows.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ye Ling twirled her black spear in her palm. "When I killed them back then, their courage was already shattered into eight pieces!"

Ye Ling was right. Although these six people did not fight Ye Ling back then, they witnessed her rampage and destruction.

Countless human elites have perished beneath that black spear.

Although ten thousand years have passed, the shadow of that war is still etched into their bones.

"Ye Ling, don't be so arrogant!" an old man gritted his teeth. "You were powerful back then, but now you're just a tiger with its teeth pulled!"

"Is that so? Then you try it first!" Ye Ling sneered, flicked his spear, and transformed into a black shadow, rushing straight at the old man.

The old man hurriedly urged the three-legged golden crow phantom behind him to block.

The golden crow phantom let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and spewed out a ball of golden flames to meet Ye Ling.

Shen Yifei wasn't idle either; it was obvious that ordinary moves were useless against these people.

He dared not use the Rift River Sword Technique.

Shen Yifei thought of the Golden Crow Sect's black flames and how to defeat the Golden Crow Sect using the sect's techniques. That sounded quite interesting!

Thinking of this, he condensed a ball of black flame in his palm and infused the center of the black flame with a trace of red aura!

The black flames instantly changed color; the originally pure black flames now had a touch of blood red in the center, as if the black flames had grown an eye!

Just then, a golden crow breathed fire at him.

Shen Yifei unleashed the black flames without hesitation.

The ball of black flame, like a shooting star, crashed straight into the golden flame.

"boom……!"

Two flames exploded in mid-air, scattering golden and black sparks.

Suddenly, a spark as red as blood burst forth from the sparks, shooting straight at the three-legged golden crow in the sky!

"Pfft..."

With a muffled thud, the golden crow was like tofu pierced by a red-hot iron rod, instantly leaving a large hole.

Golden flames erupted from the hole, and the golden crow let out a mournful cry as its body twisted violently before exploding into countless golden specks with a loud bang.

The old man who released the golden crow coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of the Golden Crow Sect's main hall, creating a large hole.

The other five people's expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at the old man who had been knocked away.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Ling swept her spear, and a head flew straight into the sky.

Only four golden crows remained in the sky!