Ye Jingyu possessed the weakest movement technique and the weakest innate Zhenqi among them, yet he completely eschewed Qinggong. He charged forward purely on brute strength. With every step, the immense force shattered the stones beneath his feet, each stride covering ten meters, his sheer running speed actually surpassing that of Ye Longyi...
In mere moments, Xue Hengzhi was already ahead of the caravan, and only then did the vanguard warriors notice the attack...
They gasped, drawing their weapons, attempting to intercept Xue Hengzhi’s furious charge...
Facing these guards, who were at most at the Martial Master realm, Xue Hengzhi sneered. He flicked the silver-white longsword gifted by Ye Jingyu, sending several blinding arcs of sword energy surging out. Without giving them any chance to react, the energy pierced their hearts...
One sword strike killed at least five or six men instantly...
Ying Xiaoxiao also arrived at the front of the convoy. He lacked Xue Hengzhi’s tyrannical Zhenyuan power, but he possessed unparalleled speed. Clutching his pitch-black dagger, he rushed forward like a grim reaper come to claim souls...
The group of guards only saw a black shadow flash toward them; before they could process it, they felt a sharp pain in their necks, followed by a spurt of crimson from the wound, and their bodies stiffened as they collapsed...
Soul-chasing, spirit-snatching—truly terrifying...
The most brutal of them all, Ye Jingyu, whether driven by rage toward Qin Yan and his son or some other cause, didn't even draw the iron saber on his back. Facing a guard lunging at him, he simply threw a punch...
With a sharp clang, Ye Jingyu’s fist slammed directly onto the blade of the man's long saber, instantly shattering the weapon in two. Ye Jingyu’s fist, however, continued its trajectory, smashing violently into the bridge of the man’s nose...
A sound of cracking bone followed; the man’s nose collapsed inward, and his body was sent flying straight backward, colliding with two or three others before finally stopping...
Ye Jingyu strode forward, heavily stamping down on the man’s body. Faintly, a wet snap could be heard, as if a testicle had been crushed. A tremendous scream erupted from the man’s mouth...
But the scream was cut short as Ye Jingyu’s other foot stomped down onto the man’s mouth. A sickening crunch, crunch echoed as his jaw, and indeed his entire head, was stomped into dust as if it were cheap plastic...
Whitish brain matter and scarlet blood sprayed outward, spattering the ground and Ye Jingyu’s boots...
The few surrounding men were startled by Ye Jingyu’s savagely violent maneuver, their faces turning ashen. However, they were Qin Yan's handpicked elites; though not at the Innate realm, they were still masters. After a brief moment of shock, they raised their blades and swords to hack at Ye Jingyu...
Facing the rapidly approaching metal, Ye Jingyu neither dodged nor retreated, simply swinging his fist toward another assailant...
Clang, clang—at least two sabers and three swords struck Ye Jingyu. They ripped long tears in his outer garments but failed to penetrate his skin, instead producing sounds like metal colliding and sparking. This sight stunned the onlookers; even Xue Hengzhi and the others stared dumbfounded...
Was this even human? Even the Iron Shirt technique couldn't be this terrifying, could it?
Ye Jingyu paid no mind to their gazes. He grabbed the heads of two men and slammed them together...
With a dull thud, under the colossal force exerted by Ye Jingyu, the two Martial Masters’ skulls violently collided, then exploded like overripe watermelons...
White brain matter and vivid red blood flew everywhere, drenching Ye Jingyu completely...
Savage, incomparable brutality; his formidable, terrifying power allowed him to completely disregard these ordinary blades. Those who hadn't reached the Innate realm and lacked divine weapons could not harm him in the slightest...
His sanguinary methods and violent actions made him stand among them like a demon god...
The endless killing intent paired with his horrifying appearance deeply shook the hearts of everyone present...
Far up on the hill, Lin Xiaoyi, witnessing this scene, felt tears well up in his eyes. Only he understood the deep sorrow and indignation boiling within his young master’s heart...
In just a few breaths, half the guards lay fallen on the ground. At this moment, Qin Yunxiao, clad in white silk robes, also emerged from the carriage, accompanied by a lean, withered old man dressed simply...
The old man exuded no detectable aura, yet he projected an indescribable pressure onto Ye Jingyu and the others currently engaged in slaughter...
By this time, the remaining dozen or so guards had retreated near the carriages, weapons held high, watching the blood-soaked Ye Jingyu and his comrades with wary eyes...
"Heh, Junior Brother, I didn't expect that in just over a month, you would give Senior Brother such a surprise—even a Grandmaster would fight for you..." Observing the fallen bodies and the blood-covered Ye Jingyu, Qin Yunxiao showed no sign of worry; instead, he remained utterly composed...
Seeing Qin Yunxiao's composed expression and the elder beside him, Ye Jingyu felt a growing sense of foreboding, turning his gaze toward Xue Hengzhi...
"A Grandmaster expert..." Xue Hengzhi naturally understood Ye Jingyu's implication, speaking softly while his eyes showed deep gravity...
"Heh, Junior Brother, I forgot to introduce you. This is the housekeeper of my Qin family, Qin Lie. The very Master Miao you killed was his disciple..." Hearing Xue Hengzhi immediately recognize the strength of the man beside him, Qin Yunxiao smiled faintly, his gaze remaining fixed on Ye Jingyu with an expression full of disdain...
Ye Jingyu was startled. Qin Lie? Qin Yan's housekeeper? Since when did Qin Yan possess an expert of the Grandmaster realm? Even if he held back, reaching the Grandmaster level, how could he possibly command a Grandmaster to serve as his mere housekeeper?
Just then, the curtain of the carriage was pulled aside again from within, and a man in his fifties, wearing a simple cloth shirt, stepped out...
And upon seeing this newcomer, Xue Hengzhi's expression drastically changed...
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