Chu Yunfei's voice came from behind.
Ling Xueyao turned around and saw that Chu Yunfei was already carrying the Abyss-Devouring Sword and walking towards the twelve Heavenly Origin Realm assassins.
His robes were stained red with blood on the back, yet his steps remained unwavering.
"Your injuries are too severe. Continuing to use your spiritual power will damage your foundation. Even the weakest among those assassins is at the Second Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm. Don't push yourself."
Ling Xueyao Chu Yunfei was capable of fighting beyond his level, but he had just suffered a palm strike from the Divine Sea Realm, so his combat strength would inevitably be affected.
Chu Yunfei did not stop.
"Enough with the nonsense. You hold off that Divine Sea Realm while I deal with these small fry, then we'll break through together."
Ling Xueyao felt a tightness in her chest from his attitude.
Even at the brink of life and death, this guy remains so arrogant.
Anger flashed in the eyes of one of the pale-faced assassins when he heard Chu Yunfei refer to them as "small fry."
"A Ninth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm dares to speak so arrogantly before us? Your ability to kill Zhou Huanzhang was mostly due to luck. Now, severely injured, I'd like to see how many sword strikes you can still unleash!"
The assassin shattered the ground with his foot, unleashing his Third Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, and aimed his long sword straight at Chu Yunfei's chest.
The other two assassins flanked Chu Yunfei from the left and right, leaving him no room to dodge.
The assassins of the Blood Baleful Intent Tower are masters of combined attack techniques.
Although the three came from different directions, their auras were closely connected. As long as Chu Yunfei made a move to block one of them, the attacks of the other two would fall on him.
Chu Yunfei stood still, the Abyss-Devouring Sword hanging down naturally.
Only when the blade was only three feet away from his brow did a surge of spiritual energy appear beneath his feet.
The Divine Movement Art, perfected!
Chu Yunfei's figure disappeared from the three people's encirclement.
The assassin who was attacking head-on only saw a blur before his longsword missed its mark. Before he could retract his weapon, the cold blade swept past his protective spiritual energy from the side.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword passed him by the neck without any obstruction.
The assassin clutched his wound, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He died without ever Chu Yunfei escaped the encirclement.
The other two assassins' expressions changed drastically, and they simultaneously retreated.
Chu Yunfei did not pursue, but instead used the force of his sword strike to turn his body and Abyss-Devouring Sword backward.
Just as a Second Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm assassin, preparing to ambush from behind, emerged from the shadows, a sword had already pierced his chest.
In just a few breaths, the two Heavenly Origin Realm assassins fell one after another.
The remaining assassins' gazes towards Chu Yunfei completely changed.
This person was only at the Ninth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm and had suffered a blow from the Divine Sea Realm, yet the speed he displayed was something even Heavenly Origin Realm Fifth Layer martial artist might not be able to catch up with.
The assassin who had previously made sarcastic remarks broke out in a cold sweat.
He finally understood that Chu Yunfei's ability to kill Heavenly Origin Realm in the Cangwu Mountain Range was not due to luck.
"Don't approach him alone! Seal off the surrounding space and deplete his spiritual energy from a distance. If you can delay him for even a moment, his injuries will worsen on their own!"
A Fourth Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm assassin took over the command and led the remaining nine people to quickly disperse.
Dozens of blade beams fell from all directions, completely covering a ten-zhang radius around Chu Yunfei.
Chu Yunfei forcibly activated the Divine Movement Art, his figure flashing repeatedly amidst the dense blade light.
Each time he mobilized his spiritual power, a tearing pain shot through his internal organs, blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his speed gradually decreased.
These assassins made very accurate judgments.
If this continues, his body will eventually give out.
Just as the assassins were about to tighten the encirclement, the purple-gold bracelet on Chu Yunfei's wrist suddenly moved.
A purple afterimage emerged from his sleeve.
The nearest Third Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm assassin hadn't even seen what it was when a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. Purple-gold lightning rapidly spread along his meridians, and half of his body instantly lost sensation.
The Little Purple creature coiled around his shoulder, its sharp fangs already piercing through his protective spiritual energy.
What is that?
The assassin grabbed at Little Purple in terror.
A burst of purple-gold electric arc suddenly erupted.
Lightning emanated from the assassin's body, enveloping him entirely. When the arc of electricity dissipated, he lay stiffly on the ground, with purple poisonous patterns slowly moving beneath his skin.
"Oh no, it's Heavenly Origin Realm demonic beast with deadly poison!"
Someone recognized Little Purple, and their voice was filled with fear. "Its poison can cross realms and erode protective spiritual power. Never let it bite you!"
Little Purple raised her snake head, her purple-gold vertical pupils locking onto another assassin at the Third Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm.
The next moment, it disappeared from Chu Yunfei's shoulder.
The assassin was prepared, wielding his longsword and unleashing dozens of sword shadows around him. However, Little Purple changed direction mid-air, passing through the gaps in the sword shadows, and lashed his temple with her tail.
The sturdy protective spiritual energy was torn apart by the lightning.
The assassin was sent flying by the blow, but before he could land, Chu Yunfei had already used his Divine Movement Art to catch up.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword fell, and another person collapsed to the ground.
In just a short while, four of the twelve Heavenly Origin Realm assassins were killed.
The assassin in charge began to consider retreating.
Their team was capable of easily defeating Mid-Stage Heavenly Origin Realm cultivator, and facing an injured Spirit Martial Realm, they should have completed the mission with ease.
However, Chu Yunfei's movements were too perfectly coordinated with that demonic beast; the slightest carelessness would cost him his life.
What unsettled him even more was that Chu Yunfei showed no sign of panic throughout the entire ordeal.
The person seemingly surrounded by the Divine Sea Realm and eight Heavenly Origin Realm was not him at all.
On the other side, the blue-faced assassin's expression darkened as he watched his men fall one after another.
"It seems the intelligence is seriously flawed, but I can deal with you personally after I've dealt with Ling Xueyao."
The crimson scimitar slashed horizontally.
A blade of light, several dozen feet long, tore through the air and headed straight for Ling Xueyao's waist.
Ling Xueyao raised her sword to block, but the moment the golden slender sword made contact with the blade's edge, her arm was violently thrown back. The blade's edge grazed her abdomen, leaving a bloody mark on her pale yellow dress.
Ignoring her injuries, she spun around, her golden slender sword piercing the assassin's heart.
This sword strike was extremely fast.
Just as the sword was about to pierce the Blood Baleful Intent Tower assassin, the opponent suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed the golden slender sword.
The Divine Sea Realm spiritual power enveloped his palm, and no matter how the sword vibrated, it could not advance an inch.
The green-faced assassin raised his right leg and kicked Ling Xueyao in the lower abdomen.
Ling Xueyao was sent flying backward, her body crashing through two rocks before she managed to brace herself with her slender sword.
She had just tried to get up when she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The blue-faced assassin released his golden slender sword and slowly approached.
"Your cultivation at the Eighth Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm is indeed astonishing, but you lack practical combat experience. The royal family has protected you very well, but this has also deprived you of real life-or-death battles."
Ling Xueyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes still cold.
She rarely encountered such ruthless killers.
Every move her opponent made forced her to exchange injuries for injuries, but the protective spiritual power of the Divine Sea Realm was far stronger than hers, so even if she managed to hit him, the damage she caused would be very limited.
On the other hand, she herself would be severely injured if she were hit even once.
The blue-faced assassin gave her no further chance to catch her breath.
He plunged his blood-red scimitar into the ground, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. A large amount of blood mist surged from around the scimitar, spreading outwards along the ground.
Wherever the blood mist passed, the black rocks emitted a corrosive sound.
Ling Xueyao sensed danger and tried to back away.
Several chains formed from blood mist emerged from beneath her feet and bound her legs.
Blood Baleful Intent Soul-Locking Formation!
Ling Xueyao swung her sword and severed two chains, and more chains surged out from the blood mist, wrapping around her waist and arms.
Not only was her spiritual power suppressed by the array, but the chains were also constantly injecting a strange and powerful aura that she could not resist, causing her spiritual power circulation speed to drop sharply.
"Your Highness, I have no interest in wasting any more time with you."
The blue-faced assassin drew his curved blade, the edge gleaming with a blinding crimson light. "This strike will sever your heart meridian. After you die, I will send your body back to the imperial city, so that those who still harbor illusions can see clearly that the Great Qian Imperial Family has long since lost the power to protect them."
Ling Xueyao suppressed the surging bloodthirsty power within her body, and a resolute look finally appeared in her eyes.
She did not try to break free of the chains again, and quietly pressed her right hand against an ancient jade pendant at her waist.
This was a life-saving item secretly bestowed upon her by her father, the emperor.
It contains a blow delivered during the height of the Great Qian Emperor's reign.
The conditions required to refine this life-saving jade pendant are extremely harsh, and it can only be used once.
This is the only part of the entire royal family.
She would never use it lightly unless she was truly in dire straits.
A crimson blade of light tore through the night, slashing toward her heart.
Upon seeing this, Chu Yunfei's expression changed drastically. He forcibly broke free from the two assassins and rushed towards Ling Xueyao's location. However, the remaining assassins were prepared, and several attacks blocked his way at the same time.
" Chu Yunfei, you can't save her. After the princess dies, you'll be next!"
Chu Yunfei shattered a blade of light with a swing of his sword, but his internal injuries flared up, forcing him to stop in his tracks.
The crimson scimitar had already reached Ling Xueyao.
Just as the blade was about to fall, the ancient jade pendant at her waist suddenly cracked.
An immense pressure surged forth from the tiny cracks.
The fierce winds above the Black Wind Mountain Range suddenly subsided.
A phantom figure dressed in a golden dragon robe slowly appeared behind Ling Xueyao.
Who dares to harm my daughter?