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Silvermoon City, Silver Moon Square.
In the vast square, weapons were drawn, and members of the Ning Family along with their guards filled the area. This once orderly procession heading towards the Ye Family was now in the midst of a considerable uproar.
"Stop him! He is Young Master Ye of the Ye Family! Everyone, do not let him escape!" In the crowd, Ye Zhan, clad in silver armor and wielding a spear, was surrounded by members of the Ning Family.
At this moment, his armor was tattered, his hair disheveled, and bloodied all over, resembling a Killing God from the Netherworld.
"Come on! You Ning Family are this weak? You can't even stop me, Ye Zhan! What are you going to use to deal with the Ye Family? Come on, if you have guts, come at me!" Ye Feng shouted, intimidating several knife-wielding guards who had intended to sneak up on him.
Nearby, under a large tree close to East Street, a Red Armored Soldier was whispering to a middle-aged man who appeared to be a leader.
"Commander Wang, this kid is a master at the Third Level of Yuan Martial Realm. With so many Origin Martial Realm experts from the Ning Family, why should we, mere Martial Realm folks, go to our deaths?" A young Red Armored Soldier questioned the commander beside him.
The silver-armored man known as Commander Wang shot him a glare and said, "Nonsense! If we need to deploy the elite of the Ning Family for such a small matter, what use are we? Although he is an expert at the Origin Martial Realm, he is just one person. Right now, all the people from the Ye Family are hiding inside their courtyard and dare not come out. Even if he were twice as strong, he couldn't withstand an assault from nearly a thousand Martial Realm warriors!"
"Commander Wang is right, but even if we can kill this kid, we might lose quite a few men ourselves!" The young soldier glanced at Ye Zhan, who was in the heat of battle, and spoke hesitantly.
"Brat, if it weren't for you being my sister's husband, I'd send you to the front lines as cannon fodder right now. Just stay quiet; with me protecting you, dying won't be your turn. Why are you so anxious?"
"But..." The young soldier was about to speak when his expression suddenly froze, his eyes wide open as if he had seen a ghost.
"Damn it! What kind of trickery is this? Is there something behind me?" As soon as Commander Wang turned around, an old hand full of wrinkles reached out and grabbed his neck.
With a slight squeeze, there was a crack sound, and Commander Wang's body went limp.
"Please spare me! I know nothing! I'm just an ordinary soldier; everything I did was under orders!" The young Red Armored Soldier fell to his knees with a thud, repeatedly bowing his head and pleading for mercy.
The two were still some distance away from Silver Moon Square, so the people from the Ning Family in the square did not notice what was happening here.
"Quickly say, is the person in the center of the square Ye Zhan? If you tell even half a lie, Old Man will crush your neck!"
The visitor was none other than Ye Zhentian, the Head of the Ye Family. He relied on his powerful martial technique to evade the hidden guards outside the Ye Family and rushed directly to Silver Moon Square, hiding in a large tree on the outskirts of the square.
Ye Zhentian was always cautious. Although he noticed the commotion happening in the square, he did not rush into the crowd to rescue anyone because he could not see clearly from such a distance. The young man surrounded by the Ning Family appeared to be covered in blood, but his cultivation level far exceeded that of the ordinary martial artists around him, so he would not be in any immediate danger.
"How can those experts from the Ning Family ignore this person and only send some Martial Realm warriors to deal with him? Could it be that this so-called Ye Zhan is really an impersonator sent by the Ning Family, deliberately setting a trap to lure me in?"
Although Ye Zhentian was anxious, he remained composed until a Red Armored Soldier and a small leader broke away from their group and came to rest under the tree where he was hiding.
"I swear, I swear, the person we are besieging is indeed Young Master Ye Zhan from the Ye Family! If there is even a hint of falsehood, let me be struck by lightning and die a terrible death!" The Red Armored Soldier immediately guessed the identity of the newcomer.
"If it really is Ye Zhan from the Ye Family, why has the Ning Family only sent you useless people to surround him without any real experts coming to help? Old Man does not believe that all of Ning Family's experts are dead! Or could it be that the person inside is not Ye Zhan at all?" Ye Zhentian's brow furrowed as he sternly questioned.
"Sir, no, my lord, ancestor, that person is indeed Ye Zhan! He is wearing silver armor and wielding a silver spear. He looks like..."
In his anxiety, the Red Armored Soldier described Ye Zhan's appearance in detail.
Ye Zhentian raised an eyebrow. After receiving confirmation, he suddenly tightened his grip on the Red Armored Soldier's right hand and crushed his throat.
"It seems it really is Zhan Er. The Ning Family surrounds but does not kill; they must have hidden experts nearby waiting for my Ye Family members to walk into their trap. Hmph! Since it truly is Zhan Er, I must venture into this den of dragons and tigers!"
Without further hesitation, Ye Zhentian fully unleashed his swift movement technique, stepping directly onto the heads of the Ning Family soldiers surrounding him. His figure transformed into a phantom as he charged toward Ye Zhan, who was trapped in the center of Silver Moon Square.
At that moment, hidden elites from the Ning Family within Silver Moon Square felt a sudden tremor as they detected Ye Zhentian darting out from the shadows.
“Willow Step, that's right, this is the unique movement technique of the Ning Family patriarch. Just look at the speed and the aura of this technique; his cultivation must be at least above the Eighth Layer of Yuan Martial Realm. Could it be…” Ning Zhiyuan said in shock as he stared at the imposing Ye Zhentian in the arena, speaking softly to the two black-clad men beside him.
“Ning Family Head is correct; this person indeed possesses the cultivation of Eightfold Origin Martial Realm. From what I know, within the entire Ye Family, there is only one person with such cultivation, and that is the patriarch of the Ye Family, Ye Zhentian!” said the leader of the Square-Faced Man in Black in a deep voice.
“Uncle Leihua, I didn't expect to catch such a big fish, it's actually the patriarch of the Ning Family. Moreover, it seems that only he has come from the Ye Family. This is a rare opportunity; should we attack him immediately?” Ning Hong said excitedly as he glanced at the figure on Silver Moon Square, speaking respectfully to his companion.
“Hong'er, there's no need to rush. Ye Zhentian’s cultivation is at the peak of the Eighth Layer of Yuan Martial Realm, which is slightly higher than mine. Furthermore, his Willow Step belongs to a low-grade mysterious movement technique, and when fully unleashed, his speed is incredibly fast. We shouldn't act rashly unless absolutely necessary. If that old man escapes, our efforts will be in vain!” Ning Zhiyuan replied calmly.
Ning Hong's pupils constricted as he looked meaningfully at Ye Zhan in the arena and whispered, “I still don't fully trust that kid Ye Zhan. He might be using a delaying tactic, doing everything just to wait for Ye Zhentian to come to his rescue. What if…”
“Hmph, nephew Ning Hong, there’s no ‘what if’. Do you think we are three-year-old children who can be fooled by that brat Ye Zhan? The preparations for his entry into our clan were not done in vain. The drinks he consumed have already been tampered with by your father. If he dares to play both sides against each other, hmph!” Leihua sneered.
Realizing this, Ning Hong quickly clasped his hands and said, “It seems my uncles and father have great foresight. In that case, we can also test Ye Zhan. If he truly dares to harm his own grandfather, then he qualifies to join our Ning Family. The previous clan banquet was not held in vain; with such a person assisting us, our strength will rise even further!”
Seeing Ning Hong so pleased, Ning Zhiyuan frowned slightly and said with some displeasure, “Hong'er, although our Ning Family is in need of talent right now, someone like Ye Zhan, who would betray even his own clan elders for self-preservation, you should not get too close to him. Once we have completely cleared out Silvermoon City, we cannot leave someone like him alive. He can betray his own clan; it won't be long before he betrays us as well. I know you feel a kinship with him and have regarded him as a confidant for quite some time, but remember, he is still a member of the Ye family. When it comes time to act, do not show any mercy.”
Ning Hong was taken aback and pretended to be confused as he acknowledged this before turning his gaze back to the Silver Moon Square.
“Grandfather, why are you here? It's dangerous! The experts from the Ning Family must be lurking around. I've already killed enough today; even if I die, I will have lived up to our ancestors of the Ye Family! ” Looking at the approaching figure of Ye Zhentian, Ye Zhan felt a jolt in his heart and shouted after a moment's thought.
“Well done, grandson! You truly are a descendant of my Ye Family! Hahaha!” As he hovered in mid-air, Ye Zhentian waved his hand lightly towards more than ten soldiers from the Ning Family, unleashing his energy and turning these mere Martial Realm soldiers into ashes.
“Zhan Er, because of your words today, I will do everything I can to rescue you!”
With white hair flowing and dressed in a white robe that fluttered in the wind like an immortal descending from heaven, he stood on one soldier's head and let out a resounding roar that echoed through the sky before proudly declaring.
“Ning Zhiyuan, you cowardly turtle! You surround my grandson without killing him just so you can wait for my people from the Ye Family to come rescue him? Today I have come as you wished to meet you! Ten years ago, your Xunfeng Tianluo Fist was defeated under my Formless Thousand Leaves Leg. Do you think you can surpass me after ten years? Hahaha!”
"Ye Zhentian, do not be too proud. Although your cultivation is unmatched in Silvermoon City, your descendants are all lacking, and you have yet to establish a family heir. The current situation of the Ye Family is largely your responsibility. Today, the Ning Family's momentum is unstoppable; we have already eradicated the Zhang Family and the Chen Family. Old Man has made thorough preparations today. No matter how powerful your cultivation is, it is impossible for you to turn the tide alone!"
Hidden in the shadows, Ning Zhiyuan suddenly leaped into the air, dressed in a black brocade robe, his gaze sharp as an eagle's as he looked at Ye Zhentian.
Ye Zhentian squinted his eyes and sized up Ning Zhiyuan, stroking his beard lightly before speaking proudly.
"Hahaha, old Ning, I didn't expect that after so many years, your tongue is still as sharp as ever. I just wonder if your so-called Luoquan has made any progress recently. Come, come, let’s battle for three hundred rounds and settle this once and for all. It’s not impressive to keep sending your disciples to their deaths!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhentian suddenly thrust his hands toward the ground. Immediately, a fierce and menacing energy shot out, piercing through the chests of more than ten terrified golden-armored soldiers of the Ning Family in the distance!
"Ye Zhentian! Is this all you can do? Taking out your anger on the younger generation? Do you think the children of the Ning Family are so easy to kill? Next year on this day will be your day of sacrifice!"
The Red Armored Soldiers who died while besieging Ye Zhan were merely some external guards summoned by the Ning Family; their deaths did not concern Ning Zhiyuan much.
However, those golden-armored soldiers who were killed with a wave of Ye Zhentian's hand were members of the Ning Family's branch; they carried the blood of the Ning Family within them. No matter how cold-blooded Ning Zhiyuan was, he could not bear to watch at this moment!
Under everyone's gaze, both men simultaneously vanished from their spots and reappeared above everyone's heads, engaging in battle!
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