C100 A Hidden Problem in the Ye Family

Ye Heng's uncle, Ye Wuming!

Although his strength wasn't high, he was a steady, cautious, and capable man. He was in charge of the Ye Clan's external affairs.

The reason why Ye Heng couldn't recognize him earlier was because his personality had changed drastically.

In Ye Clan, Ye Heng had never seen his uncle, Ye Wuming, smile like that.

In his impression, Ye Wuming had a straight face all day long, as if someone owed him tens of millions of yuan, and he didn't smile or smile at all.

The only time when his expression eased up was when he was in front of Ye Heng's mother.

Just as Ye Heng was distracted, "Do you know about this?"

Young man carrying zheng took out a jade talisman with a red string from his pocket.

At the moment, the jade talisman was flashing with a dazzling scarlet light.

"Why do you have the Blood Talisman of Ye?" Ye Heng couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the jade talisman.

The blood talisman of the Ye Clan was a special jade talisman that was refined using the blood essence of the Ye Clan disciples.

Those who weren't directly related to the Ye Clan were not allowed to possess it. Ye Heng's jade talisman was retrieved after he was expelled from the Ye Clan.

Not only did the blood talisman represent his status, it also allowed him to sense the existence of the disciples of the Ye Clan from a certain distance.

In Ye Clan, the higher one's status was, the wider the range of the blood talisman could sense, and the brighter the light.

In the past, the Ye Blood Talisman that Ye Heng possessed probably didn't even have half of its light.

Judging from the light of the blood talisman in young man carrying zheng's hand, the master of the blood talisman must have a high status in Ye Clan. He was afraid that the master of the blood talisman might be the senior of Ye Heng's mother, or perhaps even higher.

He was slightly startled. Then, a terrifying light shot out from Ye Heng's eyes.

"Where did you get this blood talisman from?"

Ye Heng's voice was deep and terrifying, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn. Deep in his eyes, there was a dense killing intent.

There were two possibilities that this zither man in front of him could hold the blood talisman of the Ye Clan.

Firstly, he had killed Ye Heng's mother's generation and seized the blood talisman of the Ye Family.

Secondly, he had obtained the blood talisman from the Ye Clan. Someone had purposely given the blood talisman to him with the intention of harming him.

The first possibility wasn't very realistic. After all, every single one of Ye Heng's mother's generation had reached the Essence Image Stage. Even Ye Heng's mother had broken through to the Essence Image Stage before he was expelled from the family.

Then there was only the second possibility!

Someone had colluded with the people of the Fang family who were hostile to the Ye Clan. They wanted to shake the Ye Clan and even destroy it.

Ye Heng's heart sank when he thought of this possibility.

Although the Ye Clan had stripped him of his identity and expelled him from the family, there were still people in that heartless family that Ye Heng could not rest assured about.

Ye Heng's mother, father, uncle, grandfather. . .

And that her.

Although there were less than two hands of people, they were the people Ye Heng was most worried about.

Therefore, Ye Heng didn't want anything to happen to Ye Clan.

As for the person who betrayed the Ye Clan, if he was in the same generation as his mother, who could it be?

There were a total of six people in Ye Heng's mother's generation. Apart from his mother and uncle, there were only four people left.

Big uncle who thirsted for power and power?

Or was it his second uncle who was hypocritical, insidious, and had a sharp tongue?

Or was it the third uncle who cultivated painstakingly without caring about the affairs of the world?

Or was it the friendly fourth uncle, who was actually abnormally vicious in his heart?

No matter what, before the truth was revealed, everyone had the possibility of being suspicious.

Even Ye Heng's uncle might have done such a thing. After all, people could not see the bottom of a person's heart. They knew the face but did not know the heart.

"Hehe, guess?" young man carrying zheng smiled and gently stroked his zither, producing a soft and pleasant sound.

"Guess your mother's guess!"

Ye Heng roared in anger. His right foot suddenly stomped on the ground, and his body was like an arrow that had left the bow as he threw himself at young man carrying zheng.

Behind Ye Heng, the seven elemental whirlpools suddenly expanded, crazily absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

At this moment, Ye Heng seemed to have turned into a wild beast that had awakened from the ancient times. He revealed his sharp teeth and claws, wanting to tear apart all the enemies in front of him.

That terrifying aura made even young man carrying zheng, who had a smile on his face and was extremely calm, reveal a trace of seriousness.

This kid from the Ye Family, who was at the seventh level of the Origin Vortex, could actually emit such a terrifying aura. He must have a high status in the Ye Clan. He might even be an elite that had been specially trained.

Thinking of this, young man carrying zheng couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

As long as he could kill him here, his status would surely rise a lot when he returned to the Fang Clan.

With his current status in the Fang Clan, although he could be considered an elite, he was still a distance away from the core.

If he wanted to break through to the Essence Gate Stage in a very short period of time, he would need to consume a large amount of resources.

However, the status of an elite disciple couldn't provide that many resources. Only a core disciple could make the family devote all of their resources to nurture him.

Thus, he needed to prove his ability.

And this Ye Family kid in front of him was a good stepping stone.

Although several thoughts flashed through young man carrying zheng's mind, in fact, less than a breath of time had passed.

Almost as soon as he made up his mind, Ye Heng's attack arrived in front of him.

Young man carrying zheng patted the back of the zither with an unusual calmness. Then, a sound that sounded like a flowing spring echoed.

After that, a visible ripple spread out with his zither as the center.

The furious Ye Heng did not hesitate to use one of his trump cards, the Qiong Qi Seal.

A red light flashed, and two Ye Hengs appeared in front of Ye Heng's right fist.

Along with the surge of Yuan energy, Ye Heng threw a punch towards young man carrying zheng's head without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Half a meter away from young man carrying zheng, Ye Heng's right fist seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, causing thousands of waves.

Waves of air rolled. With Ye Heng and young man carrying zheng as the center, the surrounding ground caved in by half a foot.

Ye Heng did not hesitate at all. He retracted his fist, and then an endless stream of Qi rose from his back.

Sunflower Water Punch!

A high-grade Profound rank martial skill, the power of the Sunflower Water Punch was unleashed without any reservation.

This was the Sunflower Water Punch at the Mastery Stage. Each level of fist force was more shocking than the last.

This time, the invisible barrier began to let out a sorrowful cry.

Ripples spread out. The powerful fist force poured forward with Ye Heng's right fist as the center.

"Oh, your strength is quite strong. " young man carrying zheng revealed a smile that was not a smile. A fierce look flashed across his eyes, and then nine elemental energy whirlpools suddenly unfolded behind him.

Compared to Ye Heng's Yuan energy whirlpools, his Yuan energy whirlpools were larger by more than a circle, and there were two more of them.

The difference between these two whirlpools was the difference of two small realms.

Almost at the moment young man carrying zheng finished speaking, nine visible sound waves burst out from his zither.

The sound waves kept hitting Ye Heng's right fist.

Ye Heng felt as if he was hit by the nine barbaric bulls. The force of the punch shattered and dissipated.

The remaining sound waves hit Ye Heng's chest and sent him flying 30 meters away.

Ye Heng somersaulted in midair, dispelling the inertia, and then landed firmly on the ground.

At the corner of his mouth, there were traces of blood flowing out.

"Don't struggle in vain. Just obediently let me kill you. Since it saves me my effort, it can also make you suffer less. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"

Young man carrying zheng said with a smile. He had an expression that said he would definitely defeat Ye Heng.

It seemed that he was being overly cautious earlier. He thought that it was some troublesome fellow.

Now, it seemed that he was only slightly stronger than the other people who were at the seventh level of the Origin Vortex.

Well, perhaps it wasn't because he was too weak. Rather, it's because my strength is too strong.

Young man carrying zheng couldn't help but think complacently.

"Well, it's indeed a win-win solution, so quickly stretch your neck over!"

When the last word fell, Ye Heng had already disappeared from where he was and once again launched an attack at young man carrying zheng.

However, young man carrying zheng did not care. He pretended to be disappointed and shook his head. Then he said unhurriedly, "You disappoint me. Since you have made such a choice, then I will send you on your way! "

After saying that, the back of his zither by young man carrying zheng's side.

The zither drew a beautiful arc in the air and steadily hovered in the air in front of him.

Following which, his slender fingers repeatedly played on the zither. One beautiful note after another burst out from the zither under his hand.

In the unseen world, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands that connected the surging Yuan Power that surrounded his body with that beautiful note.

The pleasant voice contained the power to confuse people.

Countless illusions and moving portraits unfolded in front of Ye Heng.

This was. . . An illusion!

Ye Heng's eyes turned cold, and then he felt shocked in his heart.

An illusion was a means of mental attack. It was the most precious and also the most difficult to guard against.

This young man carrying zheng in front of him had never thought that he would have such a difficult attack. Ye Heng was really shocked.

In the face of such a spiritual attack, unless one's strength was far greater than the opponent's, it would be very difficult to break free from the illusion.

However, when it came to spiritual attacks, wasn't there an expert here?

Ye Heng then revealed a joyful expression and his gaze involuntarily fell on the Qiongqi Seal on the back of his right hand.

In the mysterious space of the Qiong Qi Seal, the Illusion Devouring Tapir was unusually leisurely taking a nap.

It had been a long time since the last time it used its ability on a large scale. It had finally recovered from its weakened state and its mental strength had also increased by a few tenths.