Ye Qingchen dashed out of the room, just arriving at the main hall.

Bang!

The wall was suddenly smashed open, and an assassin heavily crashed to the ground, spewing a large mouthful of fresh blood. Upon seeing Ye Qingchen, a trace of fear surged in his eyes, and he immediately got up, trying to flee.

"Where do you think you're going!"

From within the room, Hong Man charged out with great force, sweeping horizontally with a staff, smashing it across the assassin's waist.

Crack!

A sound of bones shattering echoed.

The assassin didn't even let out a scream, being directly struck to fly sideways, spewing blood mixed with internal organs, dead before he even hit the ground.

On the other side, Jiang Churan also broke through the door with a sword in hand, the blade stained with blood, dripping onto the floor, forming a small pool of blood.

"Did you guys encounter an assassination too?"

The three of them exchanged glances.

Their faces immediately turned extremely ugly.

These assassins were simply too rampant.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Ye Qingchen thought of something, his face changing abruptly, and he rushed towards Ye Qing's room. Inside, it was a complete mess, with no trace of Ye Qing anywhere around.

"Not good, Ye Qing is missing!" Jiang Churan glanced around, his face becoming exceptionally grim.

On the other side, Hong Man, having searched the entire main hall, hurried over anxiously, "Old Man Qin is also missing."

"These damn bastards!"

Ye Qingchen clenched his fists.

A boundless killing intent swept through his mind madly.

These assassins were simply unforgivable.

Not only did they target him, but they also dragged Ye Qing into it.

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, he turned his body and directly dashed towards the distance.

"Ye Qingchen!"

Jiang Churan called out quickly upon seeing this.

But Ye Qingchen's speed didn't decrease; with just a few leaps, his figure had already disappeared into the darkness.

"We must go too! Who knows how many assassins there are, Ye Qingchen might have difficulty handling them all alone!" Jiang Churan stomped his foot, picked up his long sword, and immediately chased forward.

"Let's go!"

Hong Man picked up his battle staff, following closely behind.

In the mountain forest.

Ye Qingchen was running at full speed.

Although the killing intent in his heart was raging, his mind was exceptionally clear.

"If anything happens to Qing'Er, I'll make all of you pay with your lives!" Ye Qingchen clenched his fists, "This armor is too cumbersome, better take it off first…"

Boom!

As he removed the armor, the power and starlight that had been suppressed erupted like a volcano, sweeping out.

In that instant, the erupting power even whipped up dust around him, forming a ring of dust, scattering fallen leaves and stones around.

Centered on him, a radius of about ten zhangs was akin to being swept by a typhoon.

"This power!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed with joy.

Qin Wentian was indeed right.

Once their bodies became accustomed to the weight of the armor, releasing the restraints would unleash a combat power several times more terrifying than usual.

Simultaneously.

With the armor's restraint gone, the powerful perception brought by the Nine Revolutions Star Technique gradually returned. Those assassins hiding in the darkness, even at night, each appeared like countless shining candles.

"So many assassins are still hiding?"

Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes.

"Since you've come to Taotian Palace, don't think any of you can leave alive!"

Boom!

With a light step, Ye Qingchen shot out like a cannonball, crossing dozens of zhang in an instant.

"What's that noise?"

One of the assassins, lurking in the bushes, secretly observed ahead, suddenly hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, raising his head warily.

What he saw was a shocking scene.

Under the moonlight, a black figure pierced through the sky, descending from above.

Before he could dodge, Ye Qingchen, with a foot carrying immense power, stomped down heavily, crushing his skull to death.

"Ye Qingchen!"

The rest of the assassins, recognizing the descending figure, their pupils contracted. Before they recovered, a sword light flashed, sending seven or eight heads flying on the spot.

Ye Qingchen, ignoring the corpses all over the ground, once again used that force, rapidly darting forward.

...

On a dense ancient tree, a middle-aged man with protruding cheekbones watched the chaotic Taotian Palace in the distance with crossed arms, frowning.

"Bunch of idiots!"

"Ye Qingchen, who managed to kill the Newcomer King Hong Qitian head-on, how could he be handled with such ordinary assassination attempts?"

"Judging by the commotion, it seems Ye Qingchen is enraged and has come out to pursue!"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes.

He was nicknamed Poison Wolf.

He didn't belong to any assassin organization.

But he had some fame in the Assassin Realm, having slain several Spiritual Sea Realm experts without failing.

This time, the bounty issued jointly by the three major families was too tempting, even moving him. Hence he too infiltrated Taotian Palace, hoping to get a share.

"If Ye Qingchen stayed within Taotian Palace, it might have been tricky, but if he runs outside, it's like courting death!"

Poison Wolf smirked coldly in his heart.

At this moment.

A fierce gust of wind suddenly came from above, as a figure swept down from the air.

"Ye Qingchen!"

Poison Wolf's pupils shrank, immediately recognizing his opponent, "A road to heaven, yet you choose not to take it, hell's gate, yet you come knocking yourself. Ye Qingchen, your head is mine..."

Clang!

He spun his long blade.

Striking back, in that instant, he swung twelve times. It was as if twelve Blademasters attacked simultaneously, leaving a white shockwave cloud where the blade passed.

That was the spectacle of air being sliced through!

The blade's path was unstoppable, nothing could withstand or withstand!

Twelve blades targeted Ye Qingchen, instantly locking onto him, leaving him no space to dodge or evade!

"Slash!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes were cold, swinging his sword downwards.

With a tearing sound.

Poison Wolf was cleaved from head to toe, sliced into two parts.

"How is this possible?"

Poison Wolf's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Then, his vision darkened, plunging into endless darkness.

When Jiang Churan and Hong Man arrived, they only saw a tree split in two and a corpse lying in a pool of blood, already cold.

...

Wherever Ye Qingchen went.

He didn't know how many assassins lurking in and around Taotian Palace he encountered, and he had no intention of holding back, frantically reaping the lives of these assassins.

If he wasn't concerned about not having found Ye Qing's whereabouts, he would have mercilessly wiped out all these assassins.

At some point.

"Found it!"

Ye Qingchen's pupils contracted, as if he had discovered something.

He suddenly darted forward, rapidly heading towards a valley ahead.

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