"Speak, where are the other people from the Sword Origin Sect ambushing?"
After capturing Hou Ling, disguised as a blood-colored stone, Ye Zhen expelled a Spiritual Power Sword Finger from his fingertips and pointed it at the forehead of Hou Ling from Sword Origin Sect, demanding loudly.
"I don’t have time to play with you now. If you don’t speak within three breaths, hmph!"
With a movement of the Spiritual Power Sword Finger at Ye Zhen’s fingertip, it pierced Hou Ling’s forehead, causing blood to flow. With just a single thought from Ye Zhen, it could penetrate Hou Ling’s skull in an instant.
There was no doubt that Hou Ling of Sword Origin Sect was lying in ambush here for an operation against the Black Water Kingdom, especially when the martial artists of the Black Water Kingdom were engaged in a fierce battle with the Hundred-Man Demon Soul Squad.
"Three!"
The eyes of Hou Ling from Sword Origin Sect were filled with shock. To this moment, he still couldn’t quite accept the fact that he had been captured in an instant.
"Two!"
The coldness in Ye Zhen’s eyes intensified.
"I... I was only sent out to scout the nearby situ..."
Hisss!
Hou Ling had only spoken halfway when the Spiritual Power Sword Finger from Ye Zhen’s fingertip suddenly surged, piercing through Hou Ling’s forehead and exiting from the back of his head, bringing a mix of red and white brain matter with it.
A trace of shock rose in Hou Ling’s eyes as his pupils swiftly dilated, and he died immediately. That look of shock in his eyes, whether it was pain or regret...
Perhaps, he had never expected Ye Zhen to be so ruthless.
Ye Zhen had no time to waste words with Hou Ling. Since he wanted to stall for time, the only option was to send him on his way.
If Sword Origin Sect truly intended to ambush the martial artists of the Black Water Kingdom, they would definitely be nearby, and if Ye Zhen hesitated even slightly, he would be surrounded by the martial artists of Sword Origin Sect without a doubt.
A slight delay could perhaps trigger the Sword Origin Sect martial artists to launch a surprise attack.
With a swipe of his finger, Ye Zhen took the Storage Bracelet from Hou Ling’s wrist. Almost at the same time, the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub’s warning roar rang out.
"Roar!"
Ye Zhen’s figure instantly soared into the sky, standing beside the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub, his gaze sweeping around like a hawk.
"It’s Senior Brother Ye!"
"It’s Ye Zhen!"
"Ye Zhen has come!"
The roar of the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub gave the Black Water Kingdom martial artists, who were struggling against the Demon Soul Battalion, an immense surprise. This two-hundred-strong Demon Soul Battalion had been taxing to fight.
"Everyone, push harder, Ye Zhen has come!"
Third Prince Zhu Kun was also overjoyed. The arrival of one more person greatly reduced the pressure on each of them.
But as they looked left and right, although they heard the roar of the Cloud Winged Tiger, they did not see Ye Zhen appear. While the situation was improving, several had already been injured.
Miles away in the sky, Ye Zhen and the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub stood tall, their gaze coldly fixed on eleven martial artists from Sword Origin Sect, who were clothed in blood-colored capes, three or four miles away.
Ye Zhen was right; the martial artists from the Sword Origin Sect were indeed nearby, and like Hou Ling, they were disguised with blood-colored capes squaring in.
If Ye Zhen hadn’t discovered them in advance today, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The sudden appearance in the sky of the Cloud Winged Tiger and Ye Zhen left the people of the Sword Origin Sect dumbfounded.
"Who would have thought that the little pet cat Ye Zhen carried would actually be a demon servant!"
The sudden appearance of the Cloud Winged Tiger surprised everyone from the Sword Origin Sect, and the demise of Hou Ling by Ye Zhen’s hand was also noticed by them.
"Big Brother, Hou Ling has been killed by this bastard!"
"Big Brother, let’s go for it! With so many of us, can’t we take down this one man?"
"Big Brother, just give the order!" A bloodshot-eyed Zheng Shuang, seeing Big Brother Luv Zixiong restrain the others, became impatient.
Inner Gate Senior Disciple Luv Zixiong of Sword Origin Sect’s expression turned cold, and suddenly a word burst from his lips: "Retreat!"
"What?"
"Big Brother, is Hou Junior Brother’s death in vain? Are we just going to let Ye Zhen, who killed Luv Congfei in the past, insulted our sect, and now has killed Hou Junior Brother, get away with it?" Zheng Shuang of Sword Origin Sect exclaimed angrily.
"I said retreat, are you all deaf!"
Luv Zixiong of Sword Origin Sect roared angrily, taking the lead to retreat rapidly.
The numerous disciples of the Sword Origin Sect were dumbfounded but had no choice but to follow.
"Ye Zhen, I want to kill you more than you do! But don’t forget, our purpose on the Battlefield of Demon Souls is to capture the War Soul Blood Flag, not to engage in a fight to the death with Black Water Kingdom!"
"Our ambush has been discovered, and that Ye Zhen has returned to his ranks. With an equal number of men, if we charge now, we’ll be fighting to the death with the Qiyun Sect!
"Even if our overall combat power is slightly superior to that of the Black Water Kingdom’s martial artists, and we can achieve victory in a fight to the death, how many of us would survive afterwards?
"Two people, or three?"
"With only two or three people left, how are we supposed to capture the War Soul Blood Flag, how are we supposed to fight the martial artists from the Phantom Divine Empire and Gu’an Kingdom?"
"Still charging in? Do you want to completely forfeit our chance to capture the War Soul Blood Flag?"
"The revenge for my brother Luv Congfei and Hou Junior Brother must be avenged, but not now!"
Leading the retreat of his brothers, Inner Gate Senior Disciple Luv Zixiong’s scolding silenced the several dissenting Sword Origin Sect disciples, leaving them without a trace of resentment!
It must be said that Luv Zixiong, the senior disciple of Sword Origin Sect, was indeed a talented person with a keen sense of when to advance or retreat. Even Ye Zhen, who was in the air, couldn’t help but admire Luv Zixiong’s calmness.
When Ye Zhen had first discovered the eleven martial artists from the Sword Origin Sect, he had already prepared for the worst.
If the martial artists from Sword Origin Sect dared to rush up, he was ready to use the Sword Vein Divine Power of the Origin Sword Vein, no matter the cost, to first strike down a few Sword Origin Sect disciples, buying time for the Black Water Kingdom martial artists who were fighting hard.
The moment the Black Water Kingdom martial artists dealt with the two hundred-Man Demon Soul Squads, it would be the end of the Sword Origin Sect.
But unexpectedly, the disciples from Sword Origin Sect actually retreated.
Even Ye Zhen was quite astonished by this move.
It must be said, this strategy was the most appropriate under the circumstances.
Otherwise, after a battle, no matter who won or lost, the matter of seizing the War Soul Blood Flag would have nothing to do with Sword Origin Sect anymore.
Although the people from Sword Origin Sect had left, Ye Zhen still dared not let his guard down. Hovering in the air, he watched the retreating disciples from afar until they disappeared from sight. Only then did Ye Zhen breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hmph, we were up front fighting desperately for the Demon Soul Blood Crystal, and you were here enjoying the view at ease. Ye Zhen, are you still a citizen of Black Water Kingdom? Do you even have a conscience?"
The angry rebuke suddenly came from behind Ye Zhen.
Chang An, a Lishui Sect disciple who had a severe gash on his stomach, pointed at Ye Zhen, hovering in mid-air, and scolded furiously, as if wishing he could curse Ye Zhen to death!
It wasn’t just Chang An; even the other Martial Artists from Black Water Kingdom, including Third Prince Zhu Kun, were filled with resentment!
They had already been extremely angry about Ye Zhen’s absence these past several days.
Now, while they were fighting for their lives on the battlefield, Ye Zhen was here leisurely standing with his hands behind his back, which was utterly disgraceful.
"What, no words to say? Feeling guilty, huh? You...."
"Chang An, shut your mouth!"
The senior disciple of Lishui Sect, Tong Wei, shouted angrily, "It’s impossible that Ye Zhen was deliberately standing here doing nothing. The fact that he has returned unharmed is good news!"
"Senior Brother Ye, you’ve been alright these days, haven’t you?"
Having owed his life to Ye Zhen several times, Han Shi had always been extremely protective of him. However, at this moment, even he found it difficult to speak up. Under the continuous instigation of Chang An, everyone held deep resentment toward Ye Zhen.
But Ye Zhen felt utterly disappointed.
Someone like Chang An wasn’t even qualified to disappoint Ye Zhen.
What disappointed Ye Zhen was Third Prince Zhu Kun.
Even Tong Wei from Lishui Sect could think of what might have happened, yet Third Prince Zhu Kun remained silent, full of resentment—hardly the demeanor of a qualified leader.
He was even inferior to Sword Origin Sect’s senior disciple Luv Zixiong.
"Sword Origin Sect’s eleven disciples just retreated from here!"
With that one sentence from Ye Zhen, everyone’s complexion changed dramatically.
Every Martial Artist present was a top-notch talent from the Great Sects, and the unspoken message in Ye Zhen’s words was immediately understood by all.
That meant, they were almost ambushed by the Martial Artists of Sword Origin Sect.
Especially given the recent situation, if the Martial Artists of Sword Origin Sect had launched an ambush, then the consequences...
"Brother Ye, it’s Chang An being reckless...."
"Just because he says there’s an ambush, there is one? Where are the Martial Artists from Sword Origin Sect? Why didn’t we see a single one of them? Who knows if he’s not deceiving us...."
Lishui Sect Disciple Chang An ranted irrationally, but this time, he truly got under Ye Zhen’s skin.
As the offensive words left his mouth, a tremor of Sword Vein Divine Power went through his body. With a slight turn of his True Yuan within the Dantian, Ye Zhen’s extraordinary peak power of the Late-stage Spirit Summoning Realm burst forth. His cold gaze, sharp as swords, terrified Chang An so much that his heart trembled and his voice abruptly ceased.
"Look for yourselves, what is that?"
Ye Zhen casually pointed to a ’blood-colored big rock’ on the ground.
Earlier, after Hou Ling from the Sword Origin Sect had been killed by Ye Zhen, his body still lay there in the same position, resembling a blood-colored big rock.
However, the spilled blood and the hole in the back of the head made this blood-colored rock look somewhat unusual.
The senior disciple of Lishui Sect’s Inner Gate, Tong Wei, quickly approached and turned over the ’blood-colored rock’. Everyone gasped in shock the moment they saw what was underneath.
"Hou Ling!"
"It’s Hou Ling from Sword Origin Sect!"
"How did he get so close to us?"
"Is he the one you killed?" Tong Wei turned back to ask.
"That’s right!"
Ye Zhen nodded, "They probably didn’t want a bloodbath with us. After I discovered them, the people from Sword Origin Sect swiftly retreated!"
Now, even the deeply resentful Third Prince Zhu Kun was shocked.
Had Ye Zhen not discovered the ambush, and had Sword Origin Sect’s disciples attacked, the consequences would have been unthinkable....
Tong Wei, the senior disciple of Lishui Sect’s Inner Gate, furrowed his brow and scolded Chang An, "Chang An, apologize to Ye Zhen immediately! If it weren’t for Ye Zhen, we might all have fallen victim to Sword Origin Sect’s treacherous attack!"
"I told you, Senior Brother Ye is not that kind of person. Now, do you see?" Han Shi hummed excitedly.
The other Martial Artists who had initially harbored grievances against Ye Zhen felt somewhat ashamed and lowered their heads.
Come to think of it, how could Ye Zhen be the kind to stand idly by.
Chang An, who had previous conflicts with Ye Zhen, was unwilling to back down just like that.
"Why should I apologize to him? We’ve been fighting desperately here, and he was off in a corner boosting his cultivation alone. Why should I apologize to such a selfish person?
If there’s any apology to be made, it should be him apologizing to us!"
Chang An’s words instantly awakened everyone present, reminding them of the powerful fluctuations of the Peak of Spirit Summoning Realm that Ye Zhen had just revealed, and that Ye Zhen’s cultivation had broken through.
"Senior Brother Ye, you’re too abnormal! It’s only been two months since you broke through to the Late-stage Spirit Summoning Realm, and you’re about to break through again?" Han Shi exclaimed in amazement.
At Han Shi’s remark, everyone present could not help but look startled! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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