Under heavy pressure, there are always brave men. Driven by money, the retainers charged forward without fear, but Joe wasn't easy to deal with—after all, the second-in-command of Long-Feng Hall was personally in charge, and as the wave of enthusiastic retainers began to fall, Gu-Jian-Chou, once pale and composed, now bared his teeth and stepped in to fight. With a wail like a ghost in distress, Gu-Jian-Chou's cry sent many others into a state of panic. The battle had begun! The battle had begun! With a sweeping motion of his magical palm, Gu-Jian-Chou sent a wave of power toward the Long-Feng Hall brothers charging in—"Ah!" The Long-Feng Hall men fell in unison, each spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Hahahaha! All of you have been poisoned! Die! Die!" The devil's laughter sent the Long-Feng Hall men quaking. "Charge! Capture them! Generous rewards for those who succeed!" With a single command, the minor sorcerers under the devil's command charged forward without fear, swiftly breaking through one defensive array after another. No matter how hard Qiao repeatedly ordered his men to hold firm, they would still be paralyzed with fear whenever Gui-Jian-Chou made his move—this wasn't their fault so much as Gui-Jian-Chou's sheer brilliance. Those struck by his toxic palm lay writhing in agony on the ground, clearly suffering the effects of the poison. Just when Qiao was facing insurmountable difficulties, a sudden surge of reinforcements emerged from behind—Qiao was stunned. It was Black Zhen-Tian, the master of the Black Tiger Clan, leading a fresh force. Disaster! Two major clans had simultaneously launched attacks on Long-Feng Hall's headquarters. As Qiao's heart sank into despair, he noticed a sudden commotion among the minor sorcerers stationed behind the Ma-Tou Clan. What was going on? Oh my! It turned out that the Black Tiger Clan was now launching a fierce assault on the Ma-Tou Clan. Two clans that had always coexisted peacefully, evenly matched in strength, had suddenly found themselves locked in battle. Moreover, the battle was exceptionally fierce. Since the Ma Head Clan had been caught off guard, they quickly found themselves at a disadvantage. Gui Jianchou revealed a fierce expression, laughing wildly at Black Zhen Tian, exclaiming, "If you cease your attacks, we'll call it even. Otherwise, my toxic palm won't spare anyone!" Black Zhen Tian, now loyal to Gao Liang and convinced that Gao Liang is the true ruler, boldly replied, "We're on different paths. Unless you stop attacking the Dragon and Phoenix Hall headquarters!" This response deeply annoyed Gui Jianchou, who immediately turned hostile and unleashed his toxic palm. "Move back! This is the Fifth Toxic Palm!" someone behind shouted, prompting Black Zhen Tian to quickly retrieve a silver shield from one of his guards. "Crash!" The powerful force surged toward Black Zhen Tian. "Lie down! Get down now!" another voice urged, and all the brothers of the Black Tiger Clan promptly fell to the ground. A tremendous wave of impact surged forth, emitting a horrifying hissing sound. A flock of sparrows plummeted from the sky, landing on the ground with their bodies turned a deep black—clearly, the toxicity affected all living beings. This was a potent, deadly palm technique, the severity of the poison depending on the strength of Gui Jianchou's attack. This time, he had deployed nearly 80% of his energy, meaning anyone struck by it could be instantly killed. How deadly! Gui Jianchou truly commands even the spirits to yield. Black Zhen Tian fortunately had his silver shield in place, yet the force of the palm was so strong that the wind carried him far away, like a leaf drifting in the breeze. At a distance of over 100 meters, he felt his body blocked by a person. Looking up—he gasped! It was Gao Liang. Looking further back, the parked cars appeared as small as beetle shells, and the people themselves looked like ants. My goodness! I was blown by Gui Jianchou's force all the way to the rooftop of a 22-story building. Fortunately, Gaoqing saved me here—no, Gaoqing must possess an even more terrifying ability; otherwise, he wouldn't have rescued me from the 22nd-floor rooftop! "Come with me! We have to capture that Ghost-Devouring-Devil!" Due to his training and advancement, Gaoqing now has the ability to fly freely. He pulled Hei Zhen Tian down from the 22nd-floor rooftop, descending diagonally. As his feet touched the ground, the Ghost-Devouring-Devil's sinister face darkened, concentrating 20% of his remaining energy in his palm and launching it toward Gaoqing and Hei Zhen Tian with a sudden burst. But just as they were enjoying the laughter, another wave of spring-wall attackers surged toward them at breathtaking speed. "Hold on! Boys! Just hold on! I'll reward you handsomely!" Yet these underlings had been caught off guard by the Black Tiger Clan brothers, severely wounded and now terrified of being killed—how could they possibly withstand such relentless spring-wall assaults? "Ah!" A piercing cry rang out as the spring-wall crashed down upon Gui Jianchou with the force of a mountain pressing down, reducing him to a mere pile of flesh. A pool of blood remained on the ground. Gui Jianchou's death was most humiliating—his men scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in panic, only to be surrounded by the Black Tiger Clan, the Wind-Flame Hall, and the brothers from the headquarters of the Long-Feng Hall. Each of them was so terrified they had their pants soaked with fear, kneeling down and pleading for mercy. "Those who wish to remain and join the Long-Feng Hall—stay! Those who refuse, shall be executed!" With a single roar, Gao Liang commanded, and every one of them immediately knelt, bowing repeatedly, saying, "Master, please take us in!" "Excellent! Today, I announce that, united as one, the Long Feng Hall has become the leading faction in Hanshai City. From this day forward, all actions shall follow my commands. Otherwise, the fate of everyone will be the same as that of Gu Jianchou—slaughtered without mercy!" High Light's voice carried an unmistakable authority, compelling every single person to kneel before him and cry out, "Grand Master! We pledge our absolute obedience. As long as the Master gives the word, we will carry out every order to the very last breath—willing to climb mountains of blades and plunge into fires of flames, without hesitation!" With over 3,000 attendees present—Joey, Black Zhen Tian, the Four Pillars, the Three Close Friends, and countless brothers—all bowed in unison before High Light, the true sovereign of the hall. The Ruxue Street stronghold was secured, the Long Feng Hall's headquarters preserved, and the two other major factions, the Mahou and Hehutu Factions, successfully reclaimed. This remarkable achievement earned universal admiration and awe. Everyone now recognized a divine figure—the Grand Master High Light—whose extraordinary abilities had enabled him to decisively defeat the long-standing, formidable Gao Liang returned to the headquarters of Long Feng Hall and sat down in the spacious hallmaster's chair. Qiao, truthfully reported the current situation of Long Feng Hall to Gao Liang. Recently, the financial inflows and outflows have been unbalanced, with most of the funds being redirected toward overseas trade, especially toward the United States. "Who is in charge of the U.S. operations?" Gao Liang casually asked. "Miss Ye!" Qiao replied. Gao Liang took the long-distance phone that Qiao offered him. "Hello! Is this Ye Qian? I'm Gao Liang. I'm ordering you to return immediately. The headquarters of Long Feng Hall needs you to take charge!"