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Ye Yang held his breath, lying flat in the snow on the rooftop, his battle robe quickly covered by the snow, making him appear like a silent ice sculpture. Only a pair of clear eyes surveyed everything outside. Under Ye Yang's gaze, the three figures had nowhere to hide, their presence growing stronger.
Among them, the young nobleman at the front, around 25 years old, held a Silver Bone Fan, swaying it gently in the cold wind despite shivering from the chill. His strength was at Earth Level Seven, which was quite impressive for his age. Behind him were two middle-aged men with stern expressions and scars crisscrossing their faces, clearly seasoned Generals at Earth Level Eight.
“Sir!” one of the Generals said in a deep voice. “We have come to Yan Country not for the Sword Seizing Tournament but for the Lingxi Sword. The Sire instructed us to bring back the Lingxi Sword at all costs. Should we seize it tonight? As for Yan Yao, we can deal with her later. Once we possess the Lingxi Sword, Zhao Country will dominate all; what do we have to fear from this mere Yan Country? At that time, we can easily take thirty cities from Yan and force them to exchange Princess of Yan for land.”
Zhao Gongzi gritted his teeth and said, “My father Zhao Jia was taken as a hostage after our country fell. He endured hardships for years before returning to Zhao Country. Now that Qin State is collapsing and Zhao Country is fragmented, I will not let anyone control my fate again. Today, my first step in seizing my destiny is to capture Yan Yao. After I first laid eyes on her in Lower Capital, this decision has been deeply rooted in my heart!”
“Sir, you are clearly infatuated with Yan Yao's beauty…”
“Do not speak further! You two will help me capture Yan Yao. Upon our return, you will be greatly rewarded; perhaps I will consider bestowing upon you the title of General!”
“Thank you, Sir…”
The two generals' eyes gleamed with ferocity; they were willing to do anything for the position of General.
The three men silently slipped into the courtyard. Yan Yao's group of maidservants and guards remained completely unaware; the presence of these three experts was so subtle that even those guards at only Earth Level Three could not detect them.
Yan Yao was still brewing tea, her features unclear but her figure graceful and elegant, exuding an air of nobility that was certainly not typical of ordinary women—there was no doubt it was Yan Yao.
Upon seeing Yan Yao sitting in the hall, Zhao Yi's eyes filled with boundless fervor. He licked his lips and shook his Silver Bone Fan, saying, “Generals, keep all the guards away from me while I capture Yan Yao. Once I succeed, we will immediately retreat outside the city and take our mounts from the inn before heading back to Zhao Country under cover of night!”
“Sir, what about the Lingxi Sword?”
"Forget it, you all saw it. The Lingxi Sword is heavily guarded. Tomorrow's Sword Seizing Tournament will definitely have Starry Sky Experts participating. Our strength simply cannot win."
"Alright!"
The two generals quietly swept out, drawing their swords from their waists. With a series of light sounds, several Yan Kingdom guards fell into the snow, their throats cut before they even had a chance to call for help.
Zhao Yi held the Silver Bone Fan high, leaping gracefully toward the hall with a frenzied grin on his face. "Princess Yan Yao, do you remember me?!"
"Boldly, there are assassins!"
A group of Yan Kingdom guards surged out from the pavilion, brandishing long spears as they charged at Zhao Yi.
At that moment, a sudden Dragon's Roar echoed. One of Zhao Yi's subordinates swung his sword, unleashing the Raging Sword Roar energy. The sword light sliced through, turning a group of guards into a mass of flesh. The display of power was terrifying, leaving the remaining Yan Kingdom guards dumbfounded and too scared to advance.
Two generals stood on either side, holding their blades and growling, "No one is allowed to come closer; otherwise, don't blame us for harming this delicate princess!"
The guards dared not approach and could only stare in shock.
At this time, Zhao Yi approached Yan Yao with the Silver Bone Fan in hand, a frivolous smile on his lips. "Yan Yao, I can finally see you again. Do you know? Ever since I last saw you, there hasn't been a night when I didn't dream of you!"
...
Just then, countless snowflakes began to fall from the sky. A young general clad in a deep blue battle robe and dark red armor descended gracefully. With two swords sheathed on his back and empty hands, he looked at Zhao Yi with a gloomy expression and a somewhat disdainful smile.
"Damn it, there's an ambush? Dressed like a Qin Dog? Seeking death..."
Zhao Yi glared at Ye Yang with intense jealousy. He never expected that beside Yan Yao stood such an exceptionally handsome young guard. Judging by his status, he seemed to be at least a Valiant General level. Achieving this at such a young age indicated he was undoubtedly formidable in combat.
Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Yi could not sense the strength of True Qi within Ye Yang at all. He could only perceive that this young man before him was like a clear spring with an unfathomable depth, making him feel shallow and insignificant in comparison.
"Die!"
Zhao Yi shouted angrily, swinging the Silver Bone Fan, launching an attack that conjured a fierce whirlwind, crashing heavily towards Ye Yang.
Ye Yang stood proudly in the snow, his battle robe swirling around him. Facing Zhao Yi's assault, he smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand lightly in the air. The gust of wind instantly swept through, dispersing Zhao Yi's powerful strike effortlessly.
"What? How is this possible?!"
Zhao Yi's mouth fell open in shock as he exclaimed, "Who... who are you? To be able to disperse my Ethereal Wind with just your bare hands... this requires the strength of a Starry Sky Level Expert!"
"…"
Ye Yang merely smiled calmly, not saying a word.
Zhao Yi was furious. The two Generals beside him understood immediately and charged forward, swinging their blades as they unleashed two consecutive sword energies towards Ye Yang.
Ye Yang's expression turned even more disdainful. With a slight smile, he raised his left palm, flames swirling between his fingers. With two sharp claps, he easily batted away the sword energies from the two generals. At the same time, he suddenly unleashed a palm strike, sending forth a powerful Fire God Fragment True Qi through the air!
"Boom! Boom!"
After two loud crashes, the two Generals staggered back repeatedly, their black masks falling to the ground. They collided against the Rockery, wailing in agony as their chest armor shattered completely. They had been severely injured by Ye Yang's palm strike and were unable to continue fighting, losing even the strength to stand.
"You... how could you..."
Zhao Yi was even more horrified and began to retreat repeatedly before suddenly turning to flee!
Ye Yang let out a muffled sound, stepping on one foot. The power of the Hidden Dragon Technique surged into the ground, and in the next moment, a fiery red dragon-shaped energy burst forth from the earth, instantly engulfing Zhao Yi's body, shredding his armor to pieces and disrupting the True Qi within him, causing his breath to become chaotic and rendering him powerless.
"Thud..."
The Zhao Guo Young Master fell limply to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness and humiliation. In fact, Ye Yang had used less than ten percent of his strength to unleash the Hidden Dragon Technique; otherwise, Zhao Yi would have been reduced to ashes long ago. After all, Ye Yang was now at the Starry Sky Fourth Level, far beyond what a mere Earth Realm expert could compare to.
...
"All done, time to wrap up..."
Ye Yang turned around with satisfaction and walked towards Yan Yao, reaching out to touch her shoulder. "Yan Yao, it's been a long time..."
Just then, Yan Yao suddenly turned around, drawing her Sharp Sword from her embrace. In an instant, it coalesced into an ice crystal energy, surrounding it with Starlight Power; it was actually a Starry Sky-level attack!
"Bang!"
Ye Yang blocked with one hand but was heavily knocked back by the impact. The fierce wind whipped through, blowing Yan Yao's hood off, revealing an incredibly beautiful face before Ye Yang's eyes.
His heart skipped a beat as he murmured, "Wow! Little Stream..."
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