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The unexpected assassination plunged the entire team into a strange silence. Yan Sui Fa looked at the team he had personally trained, filled with conflicting emotions.
Perhaps this was just an isolated incident, but he could not guarantee that something similar would not happen again.
Explanation? He could not explain; he had no idea how to articulate it.
At this moment, Zhao Yanwu was anxious about Zuo Dao's safety and simultaneously filled with intense hatred for Yan Sui Fa. Although she knew it was not his fault, she couldn't help but feel that way.
The Heavenly Immortal Stab was nearly unsolvable. The black blood oozing from Zuo Dao's back continued to flow, while Zhao Yanwu and Chen Yang could only watch in frustration. Neither of them knew how to counter the Heavenly Immortal Stab, nor did they dare to attempt it lightly.
Yan Sui Fa stood outside the boat, gazing at his subordinates. Although he knew he could not be blamed for this incident, a deep sense of guilt kept him from lifting his head.
"I know there are still people from the Dark Realm among you. I don't want to say much right now. We have worked together for so long; I, Yan Sui Fa, believe I have never wronged any of you. I just want to tell you that as long as you make a move, as long as I, Yan Sui Fa, am alive, I will annihilate your entire clan in the underworld as my oath."
Great Dao oath.
No one expected Yan Sui Fa to make a Great Dao oath at this moment.
In the Celestial Realm, the existence of people like Xing Luan was no longer a secret. They had a vivid title—Assassins. They infiltrated everywhere, deeply embedding themselves within the enemy's ranks. Some might be removed quickly, while others would rot within, never fulfilling their purpose throughout their lives.
Xing Luan had been in Yan Sui Fa's Squad for over fifty years; no one expected him to be from the Dark Realm. And Xing Luan himself did not anticipate being activated so soon—his mission had barely begun before he met his end.
At this moment, Zuo Dao had lost consciousness, and a tremendous transformation was occurring within him. The suppressed demonic essence erupted completely inside him, triggering a backlash from the Divine Lock and Celestial Chain.
Although the Divine Lock and Celestial Chain suppressed the Celestial Beings' aura within him and provided some resistance against the Demonic Aura, these four types of energy suddenly formed a battlefield inside him, instantly destroying all of his meridians.
Watching Zuo Dao lose consciousness and tremble uncontrollably, Zhao Yanwu felt her heart race with anxiety. She couldn't utter a word; her large eyes were filled with tears.
"Sister Wu, don't worry, the young master will be fine," Chen Yang comforted her, though he too was filled with concern inside.
Just as Xing Luan launched the assassination attempt, he received a message from the Dark Realm. He had been directly promoted to the captain of the Golden Punishment Squad by the headquarters. His only task was to eliminate Zhao Yanwu.
However, he quickly came to his senses. He had long grown weary of the assassin's life; he just hadn't found an opportunity to escape. He knew that if he truly left the Dark Realm, death would await him. Yet, Zuo Dao's appearance had shown him a new path.
Although Zuo Dao was gravely injured and on the brink of death, Chen Yang firmly believed that this was nothing for Zuo Dao. As long as he wasn't completely dead, Chen Yang was confident that Zuo Dao would find a way to resolve it.
The emergence of Xing Luan made him even more cautious, for only he knew that when Zuo Dao killed Xing Luan, a thread of killing intent had simultaneously locked onto him.
Though this was an act of extreme distrust, he understood that Xing Luan's presence had sparked Zuo Dao's dissatisfaction with him. The crucial information about the "assassination" had not been shared with him. Not only did he overlook it, but so did Zhao Yanwu.
The selection process for members of the Dark Realm could only be described as harsh, yet even in such circumstances, there were still Dark Realm members lurking within. It was unclear whether this spoke to the Dark Realm's vast power or their lack of insight.
But none of this mattered anymore; both of them hoped fervently for Zuo Dao to wake up soon.
Fengming Town was already in sight; once they reached Fengming Town, they could use the Teleportation Array to get to Liu Yue City. However, Zhao Yanwu knew that this stretch of road would not be so peaceful. The strongest combat force in their team had already been compromised, and she didn't know how they could safely complete the remaining journey.
The news about the existence of "assassins" within the Dark Realm had already been sent back; she no longer cared about the final outcome.
Gently stroking Zuo Dao's pale and delicate face, she wished it were herself who had been injured instead. At that moment, she realized that she didn't know when this sunny young man had entered her heart.
Chen Yang could only watch silently from the side.
"Chen Yang, tell Yan Sui Fa to move at full speed. No matter what method he uses, I want to reach Fengming Town in the shortest time possible. Even if he dies, we must determine our fate at Fengming Town," Zhao Yanwu said softly as she looked at Zuo Dao.
Her voice was gentle yet resolute. Although this command seemed somewhat ruthless, Chen Yang knew that now was not the time to quibble over it.
Yan Sui Fa hovered above the Airship, with the Squad trailing far behind. He was not allowed to let anyone near the Airship until Zuo Dao was out of danger or Zhao Yanwu's safety was confirmed.
Watching Chen Yang fly out from the vessel, he cast a questioning glance. His mood darkened further upon seeing Chen Yang.
"How is the young master?" he asked, harboring a sense of dread.
"Still unconscious, but Sister Wu has instructed you to do whatever it takes to reach Fengming Town as quickly as possible." Chen Yang did not relay Zhao Yanwu's exact words but subtly indicated that Zhao Yanwu was in a very bad state.
"I understand." Yan Sui Fa forced a bitter smile. Given his understanding of Zhao Yanwu, he knew Chen Yang's words were somewhat embellished, but what could he do? It was an issue that could not be easily explained.
Meanwhile, the internal struggle within Zuo Dao had reached a critical moment. The rampant Demonic Aura had finally gained the upper hand, gradually corroding the Divine Lock and Celestial Chain. This problem, which had troubled Zuo Dao for countless attempts without resolution, finally began to change due to this unexpected incident.
In his near-death state, Zuo Dao regained a sliver of Clarity in his spiritual platform. In the Sea of Consciousness, he transformed into a transparent figure, looking down upon the battle below.
His divine soul manifested as warriors clad in Golden Armor and Silver Robes, engaged in fierce combat with the army transformed by Demonic Aura. From above, he saw a vast expanse of gold, silver, and dark hues entangled together; soon enough, the area of gold and silver began to diminish while the dark hues clung tightly like maggots on decaying flesh.
This was a silent battle—there was no scent of blood or intent to kill; only a tremendous visual impact remained.
Any Cultivator from the Celestial Realm would not remain so calm. Yet Zuo Dao observed the war below like an outsider, with faint traces of blood flowing within his transparent form.
The poison from Heavenly Immortal Stab had actually taken root in the Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul is crucial for every Cultivator; it is what they cultivate towards—the essence of life and death. However, it was evident that Zuo Dao's Nascent Soul at this moment completely disregarded the effects of the Heavenly Immortal Stab's poison.
Even Zuo Dao himself did not expect that this unexpected turn would provide him with such an opportunity. The Divine Lock and Celestial Chain felt like a mountain pressing down on his heart—more severe than mere rejection. Yet unexpectedly, his brief entry into a near-death state allowed the Demonic Aura to erupt, suppressing both forces.
This was an opportunity; if the Divine Lock and Celestial Chain were broken, it would be a tremendous boon for Zuo Dao. He had grown weary of relying solely on physical strength. While great power was not inherently bad, Zuo Dao's nature ensured he was not one to walk a single path blindly.
In truth, he preferred the ever-changing celestial arts. If the influence of the Divine Lock and Celestial Chain were lifted, he would be able to utilize all sorts of Spells stored in his mind.
Yan Sui Fa knew that this path was difficult to tread, but he did not mind. Even if it was a dead end, so what? Zhao Yanwu's sorrowful gaze as she boarded the boat made it clear how important Zuo Dao was to her.
Although the choice was not his, he still held deep love for Zhao Yanwu. Though he could not express it, it would remain forever unspoken.
"Let’s fight, my Brothers! Although we all know the truth, isn’t this what we, as the Dark Realm, are meant to do?" Yan Sui Fa shouted to his Squad behind him.
"Act in accordance with intent; the Dark Realm is unmatched."
"Act in accordance with intent; the Dark Realm is unmatched."
"Act in accordance with intent; the Dark Realm is unmatched."
The echoes of their shouts responded in unison.
While it couldn't be considered a fight to the death, Yan Sui Fa keenly sensed that something was amiss in Fengming Town.
A stream of pure energy descended from Above the Sky, enhancing their intent. The sudden surge caught Yu Team off guard, plunging them into a brief silence. By the time these warriors reacted, they were all shouting.
Everyone knew that the Dark Realm could receive the enhancement of intent; they just didn’t know how to obtain it. At that moment, they clearly understood that everything hinged on Yan Sui Fa or their Squad leader.
"Kill."
As soon as the intent was enhanced, Yan Sui Fa let out a fierce roar and lunged into the Squad.
Three figures were forcibly driven out.
"Liu Yu."
“Mo Changqing.”
“Xiao Biwu.”
“Why is it you?” Looking at the three figures, Yan Sui Fa felt an indescribable sorrow.
“Why can’t it be us?” The three, seeing no way to escape, simply stopped and looked at Yan Sui Fa. “Don’t think everyone has to be like you.”
“But why is it specifically you?” Yan Sui Fa could hardly believe that these three were the “Stings” of the Dark Realm.
“Yan Team, we understand what you mean.” Xiao Biwu looked at Yan Sui Fa with a serious expression. “I just didn’t expect you would find us this way.”
“Finding or not finding isn’t really important; I just don’t want the brothers in the Squad to lose heart.” Yan Sui Fa’s voice was low, filled with sadness. The surrounding Squad members also looked at them in disbelief.
“Yan Team, we’ve had a great time together with you and the Brothers.” The speaker was Liu Yu, the most honest person in the team. “It’s just that we serve different masters. Yan Team, for the sake of all these years, please spare our families.”
Before Yan Sui Fa could respond, the three self-destructed their Nascent Souls and perished.
“Brothers, go well. Your families are our families. Because we are the Dark Realm.”
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