"Boring. So weak. I barely used any strength, yet I already flattened you all."
Ye Yang had not wanted to get too entangled with them and had planned to stop after teaching them a lesson. But these people had developed killing intent toward him, so he had no choice but to give them a harsh lesson. Unfortunately, he had accidentally struck a little too hard and killed them all.
Looking at the miserable scene before him and the pothole-riddled ground all around, he could not help sighing with mixed emotions.
Wasn't it just because I blocked certain people's path and offended certain people's eyes? Why take it so seriously? Why hold such deep hostility toward me, with killing intent weighing so heavily?
No sooner had one wave settled than another rose. One attack had followed another, and each group sent after him had been stronger than the last.
"Forget it. I'll clean this place up first."
The area was a complete mess, littered with broken weapons and shattered walls. A faint smell of blood hung in the air, and the deaths of these people had been gruesome.
Every one of them had been pierced through the heart by countless Sword Qi and died from excessive blood loss. More importantly, they had not even had time to send out a distress signal—or let out a cry of agony—before perishing.
"Interesting. It seems that even at the final moment, you still wanted to put me to death. Too bad man proposes, but Heaven disposes. You no longer have that chance." Ye Yang walked directly to one of the corpses, only to accidentally trigger some kind of restriction. It flashed and vanished in an instant.
"Oh? You really came prepared. Even after dying, you still didn't forget to scheme against me. But it doesn't matter. When soldiers come, I'll use a general to block them; when floods come, I'll use earth to hold them back. I'll deal with whatever comes!"
With a casual wave of his hand, a leaping flame appeared in his palm. The instant it emerged, all things under Heaven seemed to melt.
With a bang!
The air exploded with a sharp report. The flame swelled violently against the wind, radiating an unfathomable might that seemed capable of frightening gods and ghosts!
"Go!" He flicked a finger, and dazzling radiance ignited atop every corpse.
"Dust to dust, earth to earth. I'll send you on your way."
In the darkness of night, balls of flame blazed up. In the blink of an eye, those people had been burned to ashes and scattered into the world, as though they had never appeared at all.
"It's time to go. I can't keep Father waiting."
Ye Yang raised his hand and glanced at it, only to discover that dawn had already broken. His father happened to have something to discuss with him; he had merely been delayed by what had just happened.
"I hope that old fox has learned his lesson. Otherwise, it won't be so simple next time."
Ye Yang gazed thoughtfully in a certain direction. He knew very well that the other party would not let him off.
As the Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, he stood beneath one man and above countless others, wielding immense authority. Wasn't it perfectly normal for him to want to drag Ye Yang down from his lofty position in one stroke?
It was only because of certain people—or rather, because of the Old Ancestor in the sect's forbidden grounds—that he could only proceed slowly and could not act too hastily.
"Dawn has broken. Time to hit the road!"
With a whoosh, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished.
"What? Something like that happened? It's truly unbelievable. Are you certain you didn't see it wrong?"
Early that morning, Ye Wushuang received some ominous news. A disciple of the Hall of Law Enforcement responsible for guarding everyone's Soul Lamps had discovered during his shift that several Soul Lamps had suddenly gone out, leaving him panic-stricken.
"That can't be. Did I really see it wrong this early in the morning?" At first, he had not taken it seriously and thought he had made a mistake. Only after checking again did he discover that he had not been mistaken.
"No, I have to tell the Grand Elder of Law Enforcement. Otherwise, this will be troublesome."
Without time to think, he dashed through the corridors in a panic. When he reached the Hall of Law Enforcement, he happened to see that familiar yet awe-inspiring figure.
"What's got you so nervous? Why are you rushing around in a panic?" Ye Wushuang had just circulated his cultivation for one full cycle and was preparing to wrap up and eat breakfast when his trusted subordinate barged in.
"Grand Elder, I didn't see it wrong. The situation is absolutely true."
"You're certain? If that's really the case, then I know. You may leave."
Yesterday, under the identity of a mysterious person, he had issued a bounty. As long as someone could bring him Ye Yang's head, ten thousand taels of gold would be theirs.
Those people had failed to complete the mission. Without even knowing whether they had succeeded, they had ended up completely wiped out. What did that mean? It meant that boy might truly be capable of creating a miracle.
"Enough. I'll personally verify this matter. Don't tell anyone else, understood?" The Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, Ye Wushuang, had a face as gloomy as water, and his emotions were extremely complicated.
According to his original plan, everything had proceeded step by step, and that boy should already have been dealt with and reduced to a cripple. He had never expected the boy to obtain some fortuitous encounter from somewhere. Though he clearly possessed only the cultivation of a Martial Apprentice, the strength of his physical body was astonishing.
"Brat, whether you have three heads and six arms or some other trick, none of it will be enough before this Elder. Just wait."
Ye Wushuang seethed with hatred. He understood one principle clearly: if the grass was not uprooted, it would grow again when the spring wind blew. If he did not tear out the roots, he would be the one to suffer in the end.
He had already made ample preparations with the Council of Elders. As long as he won over one or two more people, he could remove Ye Yang from his position outright. At present, he was working hard toward that goal.
"Enough. The matter has reached this point, and I have my own arrangements. Besides, he can run, but can his temple run too?"
The Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, Ye Wushuang, sent him away. Fortunately, he had prepared in advance; otherwise, these matters truly would have been impossible to resolve cleanly.
"My lord, this subordinate understands!" Seeing this, his subordinate said no more. He answered and then vanished once again, because his task was very simple: monitor Ye Yang from every angle. At the first sign of trouble, he was to report immediately!
"Go. Be careful." After everyone had left, Ye Wushuang raised his head and looked at the blazing sun overhead, unable to stop himself from sighing.
"Young man, you're like the blazing sun right now. Unfortunately, you blocked my path. There can only be one result—you're doomed to die!"
He took out a talisman and murmured an incantation. Space rippled, and a mysterious Black-Clad Man appeared.
"Come forth, traveler of the dark night!"
With a summons, a vortex appeared from thin air. First, a hand reached out, followed by the rest of the figure. His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, yet his power was not to be underestimated.
He was astonishingly a powerhouse of the Martial Saint Realm. His aura was formidable; merely standing there made him impossible to look at directly, and gave one's soul the sensation of being sliced apart.
This man was none other than Ye Wushuang's carefully nurtured captain of the Shadow Assassins, Ye Wujiang. Problems that could not be handled openly would be handed to him.
"Good. Send someone to find the young man in this portrait and kill him at the first opportunity. Alive, I want to see the man; dead, I want to see the corpse. Understood?" His attitude had completely changed from before, and his words were filled with endless frost!
If this child does not die, he will surely become a great hidden danger.
Today, Ye Yang was setting out for White Cloud City to challenge Qin Hao, Paragon of Central Province. It was nothing short of a road to death, but there were always unexpected variables. Ye Wushuang did not want Ye Yang to live long enough to see tomorrow's sun, and the man before him was one of his trump cards.
"This subordinate understands!" Upon hearing this, Ye Wujiang was utterly shocked and had no choice but to change the plan temporarily. Still, everything remained within his control.
"Brat, the road ahead is long. Your luck won't stay this good forever. You were lucky enough to survive this time, but what about the next? How many times can you evade death?"
The Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, Ye Wushuang, was unconcerned. The net of Heaven was vast, yet nothing slipped through it. One day, he would catch Ye Yang!
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