Chapter 1786: Re-Establishing the Dragon King Palace

"Who? Who is it, exactly?"

The sudden change terrified the remaining Ghost Face Mask Men, who all stopped their actions and warily looked around.

The leading Ghost Face Mask Man was even more so; his cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Soul Transformation Stage, and his Divine Sense was enough to cover a hundred-meter radius, yet he found nothing.

Not only them, but even Hua Ziyue and the people from the City Lord's Mansion were all stunned, unable to figure out who was helping them.

The most crucial thing was how strangely these people died; there were no fluctuations of True Qi, yet their heads were gone, without any impact or shock, as if they had suddenly evaporated.

From a large tree in the distance, Ye Bufan sighed inwardly as he pulled the trigger, lamenting the wasted Primordial Spirits of so many Soul Transformation Stage experts.

But there was nothing he could do. In broad daylight, he dared not use the Demon Refining Bottle to collect their Primordial Spirits.

Otherwise, once discovered that he possessed such a Divine Artifact, countless experts would likely flock to him within days, and then the trouble would be immense.

Still, he had to find a way; he couldn't just let all these people go to waste.

Thinking of this, he stopped aiming for their heads and changed his target.

The leading Ghost Face Mask Man was looking around when a sharp pain suddenly shot through his calf.

He looked down to see that his right calf had vanished into thin air, just like the heads those people had lost. Not a drop of blood was visible; it had just eerily disappeared.

If not for the intense pain, he probably wouldn't have even noticed.

"Is this seriously a haunting?"

As a martial arts expert, he would never believe in ghosts and gods, especially not in broad daylight.

There was only one conclusion: there was a super expert on the other side, and their cultivation and methods were beyond his comprehension.

"Run!"

In this situation, how could he dare to linger for even a moment? He immediately signaled his subordinates to flee into the distance.

Watching these Ghost Face Mask Men suddenly retreat, Hua Ziyue and the others breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if they had walked through the gates of hell and had a sense of surviving a catastrophe.

But the matter was not over. As soon as the Ghost Face Mask Men had fled a few hundred meters, the leading Ghost Face Mask Man felt a sharp pain in his chest and then fell from mid-air.

The remaining subordinates suffered the same fate, their hearts being pierced one after another.

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bodies fell to the ground, their Primordial Spirits escaping from their Mud Pill Palaces. But before they could flee, they suddenly felt a tremendous suction force, and then completely lost consciousness.

Ye Bufan put away the Demon Refining Bottle. This place was relatively far from the City Lord's Mansion, so his subtle actions wouldn't be discovered by others.

After doing all this, he leaped down from the tree and quickly arrived beside Zhai Tianfang and the others.

Seeing him return, Zhai Lingxiu's heart stirred, and she asked, "Dr. Ye, where did you go?"

Numbers 3 and 4, who had just gotten up from the ground, cast disdainful glances, thinking, "Where else? He fled immediately when there was danger and came back as soon as the danger was gone. He's really afraid of death."

Ye Bufan, however, said, "Where else could I go? I couldn't defeat those people, so I could only send a signal for reinforcements.

Fortunately, my Master was nearby and arrived in time to deal with all of them."

Number 3 asked in astonishment, "What? Your Master dealt with these people?"

Ye Bufan glanced at her: "What, do you think these people died by themselves?"

"I…"

Number 3 was instantly speechless, and both she and Number 4 were overcome with shame.

They had thought he had fled in fear and had despised him in every way, but they never expected that they had ultimately survived because of him.

Hua Ziyue looked at Ye Bufan with deep eyes, then solemnly said, "Today, I owe you a life!"

Numbers 3 and 4 exchanged glances, then stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Ye, for saving our lives!"

Ye Bufan secretly curled his lips. It seemed these few people were only thanking him verbally, with nothing practical. Wouldn't it be better to give a few hundred million gold coins as a thank-you fee?

He grumbled inwardly, but in fact, he was quite magnanimous. After all, Hua Ziyue and her few guards had helped him, so it was only right for him to save them once.

"Take this. Numbers 1 and 2 are also fine; they just sustained serious injuries. Each of you gets one."

He said, taking out four Medicinal Pills for healing and throwing them to Number 3.

"Thank you, Divine Doctor!"

Numbers 3 and 4 expressed their gratitude again. Then, the people from the City Lord's Mansion carried out Numbers 1 and 2. All four took the healing Medicinal Pills, and their injuries quickly improved.

Afterward, Zhai Tianfang quickly mobilized a large number of archers to surround the area, preventing any more assassins from arriving.

Seeing that it was almost done and there would be no more danger under heavy guard, Ye Bufan bid farewell to everyone and left the City Lord's Mansion.

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As for Hua Ziyue's identity, although he was curious, he didn't ask. Everyone had their own secrets, and since she didn't want to say, he didn't need to know.

Moreover, it was just a chance encounter. He probably wouldn't see her again after today.

Returning to Taiping Medical Center, he hurried back to his room. Having collected so many Divine Essence Pills this time, he wondered if they could restore his cultivation.

One must know that the Nascent Soul Stage was of extraordinary significance to him. Once he recovered to this cultivation, his Mental Energy would be able to reopen the Dragon King Palace, which would be an extra life-saving trump card at critical moments.

At the same time, he was also a bit anxious. The Kunlun Immortal Realm was an independent space, and he wondered if he could still establish a connection with the Dragon King Palace here.

Now, he couldn't worry about that much. The most important thing was to quickly restore his cultivation.

He stabilized the Qi within his body, then threw all the Divine Essence Pills from the Demon Refining Bottle into his mouth.

The cultivation of these Ghost Face Mask Men before was that of Soul Transformation Stage experts, and the leader had even reached the Peak of the Soul Transformation Stage, so the efficacy of the Divine Essence Pills refined from them was entirely different.

Not long after taking the Medicinal Pills, a fluctuation came from his Sea of Consciousness, and then his aura suddenly surged, instantly recovering to the Nascent Soul Initial Stage.

"This time, it finally worked!"

Ye Bufan opened his eyes, a look of uncontrollable joy on his face.

He tried to communicate with the Dragon King Palace using his Mental Energy, and then his figure instantly vanished from the room.

Standing on Dragon King Island, feeling the control over this world, Ye Bufan was filled with awe for the powerful being who created this space; it hadn't failed even here.

With the Dragon King Palace, he could hide there to save his life at critical moments. When he found Ye Tian, Leng Qingqiu, and others, he could also take them back to Earth with him.

Most importantly, Ye Erlang was inside the Dragon King Palace, and he could summon him out to help at any time. By then, even if he didn't use the particle gun, he could sweep aside all Soul Transformation Stage experts.

Ye Bufan didn't stay there long. With a thought, he left the place again. Just as he returned to his room, the communication jade slip in his pocket vibrated.

"Little brother, come over here. Your elder sister has good news for you."

Upon receiving the message, his heart was instantly filled with wild joy. Luo Yudie saying she had good news likely had something to do with the seven star grass and hongyuan fruit.

Thinking of this, he immediately left Taiping Medical Center and hurried towards Jubao Pavilion.