The moment the two clashed, Ye Qianxun groaned. The wounds on his body, which had yet to heal completely, burst open again, and thin streams of blood seeped out. More horrifying still was the dark-red blood he spat up. Anyone with half a brain could tell just how grievous his injuries were.
"Wu Changlian, I underestimated you. There's actually a mole you planted in the City Lord's Manor!" Ye Qianxun fixed Wu Changlian with a cold stare. Though Wu Changlian had outmaneuvered him, there was no anger in his eyes. With Wu Changlian's strength, he could never have broken through the City Lord's Manor's three layers of restrictions in such a short time without an inside man.
"As far as schemes go, I'm far inferior to you, City Lord Ye. You even managed to buy off my own nephew, Wu De. You planted spies throughout my entire network. I'll admit, I admire that. The mole in the City Lord's Manor isn't one of my people. It's someone else." Wu Changlian gave a low laugh. "As for who, I won't tell you. Take that question with you to your grave."
"Like you'd be worthy!" Ye Qianxun's face flushed red. He swung a sword through the air, and its magnificent force filled the entire passage as it swept toward Wu Changlian. Wu Changlian's expression turned grave. Though he was taking advantage of Ye Qianxun's serious injuries, he didn't dare underestimate his opponent in the slightest.
"Go!" Ye Qianxun grabbed Ye Ziyu and Lu Xiaotian with one hand each, then leaped into the golden flames atop the altar.
"Where do you think you're going?" Wu Changlian roared. After breaking Ye Qianxun's awe-inspiring sword strike, the Spirit Rainbow Sword Embryo suddenly trembled, and a sword intent like a streak of rainbow shot straight toward