The moment Ye Weiming uttered the words "nine clans," a Killing Intent so dense it seemed tangible locked firmly onto Murong Bo. If the other man dared make even the slightest rash move, a thunderous strike would descend upon him at once.
With Ye Weiming's current strength, when facing masters on the level of Murong Bo and Jiumozhi—the Four Greats of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils—even fighting one against two, he could only guarantee a certain victory for himself.
Keeping both of them from escaping at the same time was unrealistic.
But if there was only one opponent, he was fully confident he could put them to death. It would be fine if they did not flee, but once they showed any intention of retreating, they would only die faster!
As Ye Weiming fixed his gaze on Murong Bo, Sanyue and Fei Yu, who had put away the Yan Kingdom's Two Imperial Heirlooms, spread out before and behind Murong Fu. They blocked every route of escape for him, his retainers, and his family, preventing them from slipping away.
As for Dao Mei, the other seeded contender from the Divine Constable Bureau, her task had been to stand in the open as the current leader of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, force Murong Fu into a corner, and compel Murong Bo to reveal himself. Now that her goal had been achieved, there was naturally no need for her to snatch anyone else's credit.
Thus, while savoring the sensation of that previous slash, she merely organized the Sun Moon Holy Cult disciples to withdraw to one side, clearing a sufficiently spacious battlefield for Ye Weiming and the others. At the same time, deliberately or otherwise, she had them block the main road down the mountain. If anyone from the opposing side managed to break