Wushuang!
Elder Tang stood up, speaking gravely, You know the consequences of killing Long Yi.
I advise you to think carefully.
Elder Tang knew he couldn’t dissuade Ye Wushuang and turned to Old Master Ye and the War God, You both know the consequences too.
I’m not pleading for Long Yi, but for your sake.
Think thrice.
Old Master Ye and the War God remained silent.
Elder Tang was right, killing Long Yi would unleash a greater storm.
Could Ye Wushuang withstand it? They didn’t know.
Elder Tang, I know you mean well, but have you considered, if I hadn’t shown up today, my father, son, brothers, and friends would all be dead?
Long Yi wouldn’t spare them.
And even if I let Long Yi go, do you think he’d let it rest?
Ye Wushuang continued, The grudge between me and Long Yi was set over twenty years ago. After all these years, it’s time to settle it.
Elder Tang understood Ye Wushuang’s resolve and said, Wushuang, I still want to advise you…
Elder Tang, no need for more words. My mind is made up.
Ye Wushuang declared, Today, no one can stop me from killing Long Yi.
This man must die, or the consequences will be endless.
Whatever the fallout, I, Ye Wushuang, will bear it alone.
Sigh!
Elder Tang let out a long sigh, sat back down, and said no more.
Ye Wushuang, you can’t kill Long Yi!
Suddenly, an old man from the crowd stood and shouted.
Ye Wushuang recognised him at once, the head of a prominent Beijing family.
Are you telling me what to do?
Ye Wushuang pointed from afar.
Pfft!
The family head turned into a mist of blood on the spot.
Ah… the people nearby screamed in terror.
They hadn’t expected Ye Wushuang to act so decisively, killing without hesitation.
Then, Ye Wushuang’s gaze swept over their faces, sharp as a sword.
I know what you’re worried about, that after I kill Long Yi, I’ll come for you.
I can tell you clearly, your worries are well-founded.
Once I destroy the Forbidden City, I’ll settle accounts with you.
In an instant, the faces of Beijing’s elite families paled, trembling with fear.
Long Yi, time to go!
Ye Wushuang pressed a palm toward Long Yi’s head.
Feeling death closing in, Long Yi screamed hoarsely, Uncle, save me! Save me quick!
Stop!
A weathered voice echoed from the depths of the Forbidden City, Ye Wushuang, give me some face, spare Long Yi.
But Ye Wushuang didn’t care.
Give you face? Who do you think you are! His palm continued downward.
Whoosh!
A flash of cold light sliced through the sky, blocking Ye Wushuang’s palm with lightning speed.
When the crowd looked closely, they saw it was a long sword.
The sword pulsed with energy, emitting a resonant hum, standing firm against Ye Wushuang’s palm.
The War God’s face grew solemn, murmuring, He’s here.
Who’s here? Ye Qiu asked quickly.
He could sense the attacker’s immense strength.
Old Master Ye explained, Behind Long Yi are two immortal cultivators, one is the Forbidden City’s protector, the other is Huaxia’s Guardian.
These two make the Forbidden City so bold and reckless.
Especially the Guardian, who upholds the nation’s peace, with unmatched cultivation and supreme status. Even Elder Tang dares not offend him.
That’s why Elder Tang couldn’t fully commit to standing with us against the Forbidden City.
These two are very mysterious. I’ve never seen them, likely only Elder Tang has.
Old Master Ye added worriedly, I just don’t know which one this is.
Ye Qiu was both shocked and surprised.
He hadn’t realised the Forbidden City’s foundations were so deep.
Glancing over, he saw the sword blocking Ye Wushuang’s palm, preventing him from killing Long Yi.
No figure was visible, yet a single sword could stop his father’s attack, this person’s cultivation must be astounding.
Ye Qiu began to worry.
Ye Wushuang, my uncle is here, you can’t kill me, haha… Long Yi laughed wildly, then added smugly, Ye Wushuang, if you’re wise, take your own life.
I can promise to leave you and your son’s bodies intact.
Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die without a grave.
Ye Wushuang ignored Long Yi, his gaze fixed on the depths of the Forbidden City, saying calmly, After twenty years in hiding, you’ve probably forgotten my name.
I am the God of Slaughter.
When I want to kill, no one can stop me.
Including you!
With the final word, Ye Wushuang turned his palm into a fist and struck.
Pfft!
The sword shattered into dust.
Ye Wushuang’s fist surged forward, smashing toward Long Yi’s head.
Seeing this, a furious roar came from the Forbidden City’s depths, How dare you, wretch!
Boom!
Blood rained across the sky.
Long Yi was obliterated with one punch.
Ye Wushuang stood there, white robes fluttering, untouched by a single drop of blood, awe-inspiring.
The scene fell silent.
The elite families, witnessing this, collapsed to the ground, terrified out of their wits.
It’s like that night over twenty years ago, when he wielded his sword and slaughtered all in his path.
The God of Slaughter is back.
He’s coming for our revenge.
We’re done, completely done…
They were filled with regret.
But there’s no medicine for regret, so they pinned their hopes on the unseen figure in the Forbidden City.
Heaven help us, may the Forbidden City’s master kill Ye Wushuang…
Buzz!
Suddenly, a chilling aura swept over, a cold killing intent like falling into an icy abyss.
Ye Wushuang looked up, asking calmly, Are you the Forbidden City’s protector or Huaxia’s Guardian?
Guardian! a ghostly voice replied.
At that, the others reacted, looking up at the city wall.
There stood an old man, unnoticed until now.
Draped in a black robe, his white hair hung messily over his shoulders, his wrinkled face etched with deep lines, his sunken eyes gleaming with a terrifying light.
The Guardian stared at Ye Wushuang, growling, Ye Wushuang, you’ve got some nerve. You dared defy my orders and kill Long Yi. Do you know my relationship with him?
Ye Wushuang said, I heard Long Yi call you uncle.
The Guardian’s eyes flashed coldly, Since you heard, why did you still defy me?
Ye Wushuang sneered, Let alone you being his uncle, even if you were his father, I’d kill him all the same.
