With a cold rebuke, the towering, mountain-like Sky Patrol Flying Ship was cleaved in two.
"Abandon ship and run!"
The Middle-aged Confucian Scholar was, after all, a powerful cultivator at the Feathered Realm. His reaction was extremely fast. He transformed into a streak of light and was the first to rush out of the breach in the main control room.
At the Feathered Realm, one can begin to break free from the constraints of the earth and fly through the air.
Most of his subordinates were at the Grandmaster or Great Grandmaster Realm in Cultivation.
Although they cannot fly on their own, they are clearly well-trained and prepared.
They all took out small Personal Flying Law Artifact, about the size of a palm, shaped like shuttles or discs, from their waists.
"Activate the Flying Device, quickly."
"Escape in different groups, don't stay together."
With a few urgent commands, these well-trained soldiers and experts poured their True Qi into their Flying Device.
Beams of light of various colors lit up, and these small Flying Device quickly unfolded, carrying their owners and fleeing this deadly airspace.
However, they clearly underestimated Zhang Lingyun's anger.
"All of you, get down here..."
Zhang Lingyun's icy voice rang out again.
The sound wasn't loud, yet it seemed to explode directly into the depths of everyone's soul, carrying an indescribable domineering pressure and strange shockwaves.
"Puff--!"
"Ugh--!"
Everyone felt an irresistible, terrifying sonic wave mixed with a soul-shaking impact, like an invisible giant hammer slamming into their chests and Sea of Consciousness.
His Qi and Blood surged wildly, and he spat out blood.
Even more terrifying, their Flying Device were also completely destroyed by the sound waves.
Without the support of their Flying Device, these members of the Eastern Sheng Kingdom, who had just been celebrating their escape, plummeted like birds with broken wings, screaming in agony.
"Damn it!!"
The Middle-aged Confucian Scholar was the first to be hit and was the most severely injured. He no longer had the strength to fly and fell with the others.
"How could there be such an Old Monster here?"
This is something he has never been able to understand.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, figures crashed heavily onto the ground outside the ruins of the Imperial City.
Most of the Grandmasters Cultivation lower Grandmaster Realm had their heart meridians shattered by the sound waves before they even landed, turning into minced meat the instant they hit the ground.
A few Great Grandmaster and the Middle-aged Confucian Scholar at the Feathered Realm barely managed to hold on by virtue of their relatively strong Physical Body and last resorts to protective measures.
In the sky, Zhang Lingyun, holding Zhang Yu, slowly descended from a great height.
Zhang Lingyun's dark purple eyes were devoid of any emotion, only filled with icy Killing Intent. She raised her hand, ready to kill these people.
"Wait!"
Just then, Zhang Yu quickly called for a halt.
He realized that the younger sister beside him was exceptionally bloodthirsty and her methods of solving problems were extremely simple and brutal.
Anyone who is hostile or whom they don't like is simply killed without even bothering to ask about their background or purpose.
"Yun'er, wait a minute!"
Zhang Yu stepped forward and blocked Zhang Lingyun.
He was a little apprehensive, but he still forced himself to say:
"Don't rush to kill them. We need to ask them who they are, where they come from, and what their purpose is."
Zhang Lingyun paused slightly, the Killing Intent she had been holding still lingered, but she slowly lowered her raised hand.
"Hmph, troublesome."
She snorted coldly, but ultimately did not continue to attack, only coldly looking at the few people on the ground like dead dogs.
Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had managed to persuade them to stay calm for the time being.
He crouched down, looked at the Middle-aged Confucian Scholar, and asked in a deep voice:
"Speak, who are you?"
From which country or power?
Why resort to such vicious methods, even at the cost of destroying the entire capital of Wei?
The Middle-aged Confucian Scholar struggled to raise his head.
He stared intently at Zhang Yu's face, his eyes showing no fear, but rather filled with deep-seated resentment and disgust.
He had clearly seen Zhang Yu's image in the intelligence and recognized him as the last descendant of the Dong Sheng Kingdom's royal family.
"Heh... heh..."
He spoke with boundless resentment, "It's you... it really is you, the Imperial Family bastard, the illegitimate child of the Sheng Family."
The hatred in his eyes was almost tangible:
"You Sheng Family all deserve to die! A bunch of scourges who leech off the lives of thousands of people in the Eastern Sheng Kingdom! The root of all evil!"
Even if everyone in this city dies today, it's because of you, a remnant of the Imperial Family Remnants; you brought this calamity upon them."
His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an almost manic sense of justice, as if he were a righteous man acting on behalf of Heaven, while Zhang Yu was the heinous culprit.
Not only him, but also the several Great Grandmaster who were barely alive beside him.
Upon hearing the word "Imperial Family," their gazes towards Zhang Yu were filled with undisguised hatred and disgust, as if they were looking at some filthy, evil monster.
"You deserve to die, all members of the Imperial Family deserve to die."
Bai Wanchuan struggled, roaring with all his might, as if proclaiming a verdict:
"Only when your Imperial Family is wiped out can my Eastern Sheng Kingdom rid itself of corruption and usher in true prosperity. Only then will the millions of people of the Eastern Sheng Kingdom no longer be bleed-drained and exploited by you parasites."
A kind of almost martyr-like fervor and tragic grandeur even appeared on his face:
"Pity!
I, Bai Wanchuan, was unlucky and failed to complete the great task of slaying the demon, and failed to completely extinguish you, the last source of trouble.
I... I have failed the expectations of the millions of people of the Eastern Sheng Kingdom.
In the end, he actually shed two streams of turbid tears, as if he were not an executioner carrying out a mission to silence witnesses, but a tragic hero whose ambitions were not fulfilled.
Eastern Sheng Kingdom?
Zhang Yu's heart trembled violently.
He vaguely remembered that the original owner of this body seemed to be the illegitimate son of the Third Prince of Eastern Sheng Kingdom, Sheng Yuntang had been separated from his family.
But looking into the undisguised, deep-seated resentment and hatred in their eyes, it was as if the royal family of Dongsheng Kingdom were some kind of public enemy, the source of all evil.
"What heinous crime has the royal family of Dongsheng Kingdom committed that has angered both heaven and man?"
What makes these people carrying out the mission to silence witnesses so driven by such a strong sense of justice and hatred?
Zhang Yu's doubts deepened.
However, before Zhang Yu could press further, the last glimmer of light in Bai Wanchuan's eyes suddenly turned resolute and frantic.
"If our plan to slay the demon fails today, I, Bai, will only die. Don't even think about getting any information from me."
"Um--!"
He groaned, an unnatural flush crossing his face; he had actually shattered his own Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
"If the grand plan fails, death is the only option."
Beside him, several other Great Grandmaster were still barely clinging to life also showed the same fanaticism and determination in their eyes when they saw Bai Wanchuan's resolute decision.
Without any hesitation, they followed suit, their bodies jolting violently as they exploded into clouds of blood mist, dying instantly!
They acted decisively and without hesitation, as if death was not an end for them, but a glorious final destination.
Zhang Yu was completely stunned by the sight of someone committing suicide without hesitation, and was momentarily at a loss.
He's the victim, isn't he?
He was inexplicably assassinated, which nearly led to the entire Wei capital being wiped off the map, and millions of lives were almost lost.
But these killers, these executioners, all acted with even greater tragic heroism and righteous indignation than he did.
It makes him seem like the villain who is utterly wicked and deserving of divine and popular wrath.
This left him seething with anger and questions, and suddenly he didn't know who to vent them on.
This feeling... is truly frustrating.
She turned to Zhang Yu and said in a tone that was slightly tinged with realization and disdain:
"I almost forgot, you also seem to have the identity of being an illegitimate child of the Dong Sheng Kingdom's royal family?"
That's not surprising.
She seemed to know something.