Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2086: Unforgivable Crimes!

What loomed ahead was not a genuine black cloud, but a vast legion of cultivators.

This formation consisted of thirty to forty individuals, with the lowest cultivation base at the Core Formation Stage and the highest reaching the Immortal Transformation Early Stage.

The group advanced swiftly towards them. Upon observing the few corpses lying before Ye Haochuan, their expressions instantly turned frigid and ferocious.

"From whence did this scoundrel emerge, daring to slay members of the Kris Family?" A cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage aggressively approached, pointing at Ye Haochuan and issuing a furious challenge.

From the very instant these individuals materialized, Ye Haochuan deliberately obscured his cultivation level. Hearing the cultivator's insolent demands, he remained unruffled and retorted with a broad grin, "What? Are you enraged? Come, strike me, you canine!"

"You..." The cultivator, unaccustomed to such brazen provocation, was instantly incensed, "You court death!"

The cultivator spat out the words one by one, yet his restraint had evaporated, and he unleashed a strike with his broadsword.

"Refrain from rash action..." The cultivator at the Immortal Transformation Early Stage within the contingent appeared to sense an anomaly and attempted to intervene.

Alas, his efforts were a moment too late.

Ye Haochuan's form blurred, and the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator's arm was already severed.

"Again!" Ye Haochuan provocatively beckoned with a finger, inviting the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator to resume his assault.

The Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator's visage contorted in agony, and his gaze toward Ye Haochuan was now laced with sheer terror.

But this terror soon transmuted into rage, and with a tear-streaked face, he implored the Immortal Transformation Early Stage cultivator, "Third Clan Leader, this wretch has dared to assault our Kris Family; you must exact vengeance for us!"

The Third Clan Leader's countenance also darkened considerably. Ye Haochuan's audacity in striking his subordinate before his very eyes was a profound personal humiliation.

"Brat, I know not from where you pilfered these skills, but never forget, this is our dominion. You yellows, no matter how much you acquire, are destined only to be our thralls!"

The Third Clan Leader issued a cold sneer, his imposing aura erupting outwards instantaneously.

Ye Haochuan's grin faltered upon hearing these words.

He had initially harbored no intention of dispatching these pale-skinned interlopers, but now, a wave of killing intent surged through him.

Had it merely been insults directed at him, while unpleasant, it would not have been so significant. However, their audacious disparagement of Asians stirred echoes of Huaxia's past.

The Huaxia that endured invasion by the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, and was even subjugated by the minuscule nation of Dongying, remained an indelible wound upon the heart of every Huaxia person.

Those who dared to denigrate the Huaxia people deserved annihilation a thousand times over!

Clang~

The Halberd of Heaven and Earth inexplicably materialized in Ye Haochuan's grasp, seeming to resonate with his fury, tendrils of electric light crackling along its surface.

The Third Clan Leader instantly adopted a defensive posture, perceiving Ye Haochuan's formidable presence.

An illusion, it must be an illusion! There is no conceivable way a yellow could ascend to the Immortal Transformation level; he must be posturing!

The Third Clan Leader desperately reinforced this notion within his mind, finally summoning a shred of resolve to engage. He let out a war cry and charged forward, sword held high.

Just as the Third Clan Leader's sword descended, Ye Haochuan executed what appeared to be a delayed movement.

This subtly timed maneuver enabled the Halberd of Heaven and Earth to precisely parry the Third Clan Leader's blade and drive towards his face.

Startled, the Third Clan Leader rapidly incanted an incantation, causing a crimson orb to suddenly spew forth from his form, intercepting the halberd's point.

Ding~

The red orb disintegrated into worthless fragments upon contact with the Halberd of Heaven and Earth.

However, in the crucial instant the red orb made contact, the Third Clan Leader executed a swift retreat, narrowly evading a fatal thrust.

Nevertheless, the red orb was clearly tethered to his bloodline; its instantaneous destruction left his complexion unnaturally pale, and a trickle of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"From where, in the name of all that is, do you hail? How can you possess such formidable might?" The Third Clan Leader managed to suppress his internal astonishment, inquiring with utter disbelief.

"My origins are inconsequential; what I demand to comprehend is why you relegate Asians to the status of slaves?" Ye Haochuan inquired coldly.

His voice was not boisterous, yet it struck every heart like a relentless drumbeat. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage, upon hearing his pronouncement, were utterly stunned, their internal organs violently displaced.

"This..." The Third Clan Leader hesitated for a beat, then defiantly grunted, "Since my birth, the yellows have been our thralls; is there any need for further justification?"

With those words uttered, he signaled to his followers, commanding, "Let's attack him all at once! I refuse to believe he possesses three heads and six arms, capable of fending off so many of us!"

The onlookers, emboldened by his speech, seemed to regain their resolve. Each drew their weapons and moved to surround Ye Haochuan.

As the Third Clan Leader had stated, the Asians had been considered their slaves since time immemorial. To be struck by a former slave ignited a furious rage within them.

Among the attacking force were both knights and mages. The moment combat commenced, the knights surged forward, while the mages swiftly withdrew to prepare their devastating spell attacks.

Ye Haochuan had faced such coordinated tactics before and was therefore unfazed by their strategy.

As the enemy advanced with their shouts, Ye Haochuan's killing intent surged forth, fully unleashed.

The Halberd of Heaven and Earth weaved through the fray, each precise strike claiming a life.

The knights, famed for their impenetrable defenses, proved utterly inadequate against Ye Haochuan's onslaught.

Their sturdy shields offered no solace, being easily dented and shattered by the Halberd of Heaven and Earth, a truly pathetic display.

The mages unleashed their arcane energies, yet Ye Haochuan's fluid, elegant movements rendered their spell attacks incapable of reaching him.

The Gale Immortal Canon, a Pseudo-Immortal Late Stage Cultivation Technique, was far beyond the comprehension of these mere mortals who had not even reached the Immortal Transformation Stage!

In mere moments, the Caucasian formation dissolved into utter disarray, sustaining grievous losses. Ye Haochuan, moving like a phantom, weaved through the battlefield, striking with impunity as if in an empty arena.

The Third Clan Leader, who had never before confronted an opponent of such formidable power, turned to flee in sheer terror.

"Trying to escape?" Ye Haochuan emitted a soft chuckle and extended his right hand towards the fleeing Third Clan Leader.

"Thousand Threads!"

Instantly, countless threads materialized from the very space surrounding the Third Clan Leader, binding his limbs and torso.

These threads seemed to originate from the fabric of reality itself, anchoring themselves within space. The surrounding area transformed, appearing like intricately embroidered fabric, with the Third Clan Leader resembling a small insect stitched onto its surface.

"This cultivation technique's effect is truly remarkable!"

Ye Haochuan couldn't help but express his inner delight.

The Thousand Threads cultivation technique had been acquired alongside the Gale Immortal Canon. Although a significant amount of time had passed, this was his very first opportunity to employ it, naturally filling him with a measure of excitement.

"Oh, great hero, please spare me, I beseech you..." Stripped of all his former arrogance, the Third Clan Leader desperately pleaded for his life.