Only moments had passed before Adams burst onto the street, and instantly, scores of sword energies materialized in the air, slicing directly toward him… Even with Adams’ blinding speed, the sharp, piercing energies grazed him, yet in the blink of an eye, those wounds vanished without a trace. Without so much as a grunt, his silhouette dissolved from the swordsmen’s sight.

Zhu Ruo materialized from the shadows, and upon seeing no blood staining the ground, his eyes filled with astonishment. He truly hadn't anticipated the man’s speed would be this formidable… “Zhu Ruo, have the Six Orders follow me closely; we will cut this fiend down together.” Ye Jingyu’s voice boomed down from the rooftop.

Zhu Ruo looked up to see a figure sprinting furiously ahead… “Yes, My Lord…” Zhu Ruo, having already witnessed Ye Jingyu’s might, immediately gave chase at full speed upon receiving the order. The swordsmen of the Six Orders, hidden everywhere, also began to pursue.

“Xiaoxiao, do not follow; notify Lord Han and tell Nangong Shang to bring troops to rendezvous with me quickly!” Ye Jingyu commanded while in hot pursuit. Ying Xiaoxiao, who had been tracking Ye Jingyu closely, immediately revealed herself and darted toward where Han Muxi was housed.

However, Han Muxi had already emerged with a contingent from the Five Orders, and seeing Ye Jingyu streaking across the rooftops, a cold, sinister smile played on his lips. He could not, however, see the equally chilling, faint smile playing on Ye Jingyu’s own lips… Soon, Ye Jingyu had chased clear out of Caiyun Town.

He maintained a pace that was neither slow nor rushed. He had to admit, Adams’ speed was impressive, but compared to his own, it was utterly insufficient.

Ye Jingyu could keep pace purely on his intrinsic strength, without even needing to activate his True Qi. Zhu Ruo, however, did not possess such velocity.

A few kilometers past the town limits, he began to lose sight of the pair. The swordsmen accompanying him lagged far behind, but since Ye Jingyu had issued the command, Zhu Ruo continued to push forward relentlessly, guided only by his own judgment… As for Ying Xiaoxiao, Bieli, Zhuge Yishi, Han Muxi, and Nangong Shang, they had all converged at the town entrance… “Lord Han, what do we do now?” Ying Xiaoxiao stayed close to Han Muxi, anxiously addressing him as she watched Ye Jingyu and the others disappear into the deepening night.

Han Muxi surveyed the group, noting that they were all Ye Jingyu’s confidantes, and his own men were clearly outnumbered. Yet, the Crown Prince’s directive had been to capture them all, especially that one named Zhuge Yishi… “They chased in this direction.

I believe we should exert full effort to catch up. My Lord is skilled, but what if the enemy has set an ambush?” Han Muxi stated calmly.

“Heh heh, it is not a 'what if,' it is a certainty that an ambush has been laid…” Zhuge Yishi replied with a faint smile. “Mr.

Zhuge, what do you mean by that?” Han Muxi asked, feigning shock at Zhuge Yishi’s declaration. “What do I mean?

Isn’t this entire scheme set up by the Crown Prince? A snare specifically designed to kill General Ye?

Am I wrong, Lord Han?” Bieli interjected coldly from the side. Earlier, Zhuge Yishi had shared his deduction with these core loyalists and conveyed Ye Jingyu’s orders to everyone.

“Ah…” Han Muxi’s heart lurched. Before he could fully process the situation, a spear—icy cold and utterly transparent—plunged straight into his heart.

A jet of crimson blood erupted from his chest, and Han Muxi’s face was frozen in utter shock. Witnessing their Lord suddenly slain, the members of the Five Orders gasped in horror, but Nangong Shang gave them no opportunity to react.

He yanked out the transparent spear and stated coldly, “Kill them all…” One hundred Innate Martial Masters lunged like hungry wolves at the subordinates loyal to Han Muxi. These men were skilled in interrogation and reasonably strong themselves, but against one hundred Innate Martial Masters led by a Grandmaster, they possessed zero capacity for resistance and were swiftly annihilated… The elimination of Han Muxi was, in fact, the initial phase of Ye Jingyu’s blueprint.

He desired no lingering influence from others within his Cloud Guards. Having assumed command as the Grand Commander, he intended to forge this force into one entirely beholden to him; the Cloud Guards would answer only to his command, not even to Luo Xiaofeng’s.

Of course, whether the methodology was slightly crude or excessively direct, Ye Jingyu paid it no mind. Backed by overwhelming strength, murder was merely a swift exchange of steel.

As long as there was no evidence, what consequence mattered, even if the entire world knew his involvement? Poor Han Muxi departed this sorry world before he could witness the collapse of the killing plot engineered by his own master.

“What do we do now?” Nangong Shang asked Zhuge Yishi after dispatching those who resisted Ye Jingyu. “We wait.

We are in no position to intervene in the battle over there…” Ye Jingyu murmured, then turned and began walking back the way they came. Nangong Shang gazed in the direction Ye Jingyu departed, forcefully suppressing the impulse to follow, and nodded lightly.

The group of Innate Martial Masters then began attending to the corpses, reasoning that these men had, after all, died serving the country. Meanwhile, more than ten kilometers into the chase, Adams finally halted.

When he saw Ye Jingyu standing before him, fifty paces away, showing not the slightest sign of breathlessness, sheer horror crept onto his usually confident face. This man hadn't even broken a sweat; he hadn't been using his full strength at all… Gods above, how could there exist anyone on this Eastern land faster than him?

Could this truly be what Lord Han referred to as a Level Six Warrior? Adams’ heart filled with utter dread.

“What? Why have you stopped running?” Ye Jingyu asked, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips as he looked at Adams nearby.

He could already sense five intensely powerful auras spread throughout the vicinity—definitely existences at the Grandmaster realm. Zhuge Yishi’s deduction was correct after all.

Including the Vampire Prince standing before him, that made six Grandmaster-level experts. To dispatch six Grandmasters just to kill him—the Crown Prince certainly held him in high regard.

However, at Ye Jingyu’s level of cultivation, such numbers inspired no fear. Even if he couldn't win outright, no one could stop him from escaping, especially considering he had a Martial Saint accompanying him.

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