The Zhang Family's combat force swiftly sprang into action throughout Qingzhou City. Zhang Mingshu led Zhang Wushuang, Zhang Xi, and Zhang Yu, along with the elites under the Family, weaving through the streets and alleys of Qingzhou City as they wiped out the Murong Family's remaining forces.
They were all shrouded in specially crafted robes that could conceal their auras, hide their figures, reduce the noise they made, and blend them seamlessly into their surroundings.
Zhang Mingshu gripped a long sword gleaming with a cold light, his eyes flashing with a calm radiance. Beside him were the two elders, Zhao Dun and Zhao Chuan. He had not wanted them to participate, but they had insisted on joining the battle again and again.
Zhang Mingshu had no choice but to keep them by his side, refusing to let them take any risks.
"There's movement over there." Zhang Wushuang pointed toward a narrow alley. Her figure drew near as swiftly as a ghost, the short blade in her hand slicing through the night with streak after streak of icy light.
Watching Zhang Wushuang's figure, Zhang Mingshu could not help recalling Wu Sanchai, who had once constantly scouted the way for him. He, too, liked using daggers.
Zhang Yu followed close behind. His [Demonic Spirit: Heavenly Investigation Star—Unrestrained] granted him tremendous strength. Leading his own squad, he stayed right behind his elder sister, ready to provide support at any moment.
The battle was swift and fierce. Although the Murong Family's remaining forces fought desperately with their backs to the wall, they were quickly suppressed beneath the Zhang Family's prepared assault.
Moreover, the Zhuge Family, Gongsun Family, and Xu Clan had forces stationed near the Zhang Family's squad. Of them, the Xu Clan had dispatched the most numerous and strongest elites. Since they intended