Zhang Qiao'en's Blade
"Zhang Qiaoen, your son Zhang Li is in my hands. If you want him to live, come to Jianing Palace!"
Jiang Chao had someone bring a megaphone and shouted towards the direction of the old mansion.
His gaze swept around and he saw Ren Yisheng and the others lying 'fallen' under the pillars at the entrance of the Jianing Palace.
A skilled marksman or sniper can use ambushes, as can someone skilled in intimidation combat.
There's nothing to criticize about Ren Yisheng's actions; it's all about the winner taking all. If Jiang Chao had the ability to infiltrate, he would have done an even more outrageous job than Ren Yisheng.
His face was contorted in pain, his skeleton was cracked, and a chunk of flesh had been torn from his back by Zhang Li, with blood gushing out continuously. His condition was not much better than Zhang Li's, who had been pierced through the heart.
If they lose, not only will Jiang Chao die, but many members of the Jiang family will also die.
They cannot afford to lose.
Jiang Chao knew very well that this might be their only chance to turn the tide Sequence Committee.
If Ren Yisheng can successfully carry out the ambush, they will turn the tide in this round.
Although it is unknown why Ren Yisheng is here, Ren Yisheng is currently the only one among the Sequence Holder in Western Capital City who has a history of being able to restrain the Sixth Sequence.
The formidable tension of the Fifth Sequence was like a chick in the opponent's hands; the outcome was reversed in the brief moment it stepped into the range.
Compared to the mutually destructive effects of rocket artillery bombardment, Jiang Chao felt it was worth trying Ren Yisheng's suppression capabilities.
As long as Zhang Qiaoen is countered, their base will be secure.
Using tension as leverage is despicable, but it may be the only way for the Sequence Committee to break the deadlock.
"Jiang Ying has a good son, quite capable. Once I, the general, have killed these wicked offspring who are severing the royal line, I will naturally come to take your life and avenge Zhang Li!"
A powerful voice came from the high-walled compound more than 300 meters away.
A gunshot rang out, and then the sound faded away.
"If you don't want to talk, then we won't. If I'm going to die, I'll die after Zhang Li!"
Jiang Chao used Zhang Li's body as cover with his right hand, and raised a megaphone with his left hand to issue a final, forceful ultimatum.
In such conflicts, there is little room for gradual, enticing negotiation; it's all about setting conditions, abandoning them if they don't work, and then looking for the next one.
If the next condition also fails, then the process will be abandoned.
Only when suitable conditions are found can the situation be eased.
Zhang Li's life was clearly not enough to warrant a truce.
With a fierce determination, Jiang Chao thrust his knee forward, pushing the armor-piercing cone that had previously penetrated Zhang Li's heart back in.
He grabbed Zhang Li's neck with his right hand, intending to snap his neck so that even with Zhang Li's powerful genetic life force, he would be unable to save him. A brilliant light rose in his eyes.
That light seemed both far away and right in front of me.
The blinding light shone on him, almost making Jiang Chao lose his senses.
"Father!"
It wasn't until the familiar, piercing scream came that Jiang Chao snapped back to reality.
He stared wide-eyed at Zhang Li's right hand, which was still gripping him, then at his own headless body, then at Zhang Li's equally desperate expression, and then at Jiang Feng, who was screaming and frantically lunging forward dozens of meters away.
His world quickly began to spin, and as his head tumbled in the air, Jiang Chao could no longer see the world clearly.
He didn't understand how he died, nor did he see the mystery behind Zhang Qiaoen's stab.
Just like Zhang Li's sudden collapse, Jiang Chao also died without knowing how he died.
His head fell to the ground with a crisp thud of a blade hitting the floor, followed by his body collapsing while clutching Zhang Li's.
"Zhang Qiaoen's attack is enough to fight Seventh Sequence expert!"
Lying beneath the pillars of the Jianing Hall, Ren Yisheng felt a chill in his heart.
If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't insisted on lying down, and had instead unleashed his full power to kill indiscriminately, or launched a surprise attack while seeking a standoff, Ren Yisheng felt that his head would be no different from Jiang Chao's.
"His throwing knife traveled nearly three hundred meters," Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice. "Is he Seventh Sequence user?"
I don't know!
Ren Yisheng's words left Zhang Xuezhou feeling disheartened.
He glanced at the corridor leading to the outside of the Jianing Palace and suddenly felt like running away.
This is a habitual behavior that Zhang Xuezhou often exhibits.
After all, he wasn't a member of the Sequence Committee; he was just a bystander who happened to get caught up in the turmoil.
If Zhou Yueyan hadn't recently risen to power, he wouldn't have enjoyed any significant benefits on the Sequence Committee; instead, he was constantly being beaten and nearly killed.
He just came over to take some medicine and adjust his cultivation level.
Thinking about the decline in his fortune after fulfilling his wish to compile the "Grave Classic," Zhang Xuezhou deeply agreed.
If one side were to die in a life-or-death struggle, Zhang Xuezhou felt that they would most likely be the ones to die.
"What, are you trying to run away?"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou twisting his body and looking around, Ren Yisheng couldn't help but feel a little curious.
"I just wanted to make a strategic retreat," Zhang Xuezhou explained.
"Zhang Qiaoen killed Jiang Chao, which means our mischief hasn't been discovered yet... Besides, where do you think you're going to escape to now?"
"He wouldn't kill just anyone who's passing by. We were just two innocent bystanders, both with health problems, who were passively dragged into this conflict."
"Who would let six or seven innocent bystanders die because of this? Besides, when my deterrent effect wasn't strong enough, you added another blow to help Jiang Chao defeat Zhang Li. Once Zhang Qiaoen understands the situation, she'll take you down one by one, and I'll be in even worse shape!"
Even Ren Yisheng is bound to involve painstaking persuasion.
Zhang Xuezhou, a strongman, running away so easily is so unlike the demeanor of a strongman.
Zhang Xuezhou Zhang Xuezhou is strong, but his mentality is far from that of a strong person, even if his opponent's abilities have reached the first-class level in Western Capital City.
Ren Yisheng couldn't help but find Zhang Xuezhou's personality troublesome.
He figured that even if Zhang Xuezhou was at the Seventh Sequence, he would still do all sorts of unreliable things.
"That's what they say, but if we can't intimidate Zhang Qiaoen, and he slashes at us, we're all done for," Zhang Xuezhou said in a low voice. "You need to think this through. If we hide and evade capture now, we might still have a chance to escape, but once a conflict breaks out, there will be no turning back, and it will inevitably come down to life and death."
"How about we find a deep pit?" Ren Yisheng suggested.
"Can your deterrent strike from the bottom of the pit and around a bend?"
"That won't do!"
Don't even mention that there aren't any hiding spots near the Jianing Palace; even if there were, they wouldn't be of any use.
Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng whispered among themselves, but they couldn't come up with a safe solution.
Once they come into contact with Zhang Qiaoen, either she is controlled and unable to struggle or they are met with a knife.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that his body and the Zhige Jue technique couldn't withstand such a blade, let alone Ren Yisheng.
Unless the high- Sequence Holder from the Old Age Mansion are released, or Zhou Xin suddenly returns from Qin Meng, Zhang Qiaoen currently has very few people who can reliably contend with her.
Zhang Qiaoen was indeed well-prepared to storm Western Capital City with a riot.