Chapter 111
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Ye Wushuang, clad in a white robe now stained with blood, stood with the Tianya Sword in hand, his eyes gleaming with a deadly intent. Chu Yunsheng couldn’t help but take a step back.
“B-brother…” Chu Yunsheng’s voice trembled.
“Don’t worry!”
Chu Yuntian still spoke indifferently, “I’m here.”
Chu Yunsheng glanced at his elder brother, nodded, and felt reassured. The fact that he had been intimidated by Ye Wushuang, a mere boy at the Physical Refining stage, was truly laughable. But it didn’t matter. As long as his elder brother was here, there would be no surprises.
Chu Yuntian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Wushuang and said calmly, “If I’m not mistaken, you must have harnessed the power of these two statues to overpower and kill Wen Qing.”
“These two seem to be the closest Ask-the-Heaven Guards of Ye Wentian, the former Ye Clan leader—Xu Wenxuan and Li Yunmo.”
“You, who can control the puppets here and utilize the power within these statues, who exactly are you?”
Ye Wushuang, holding his sword and standing tall, replied indifferently, “Ye Wushuang, of the Ye family!”
“The Ye family… a descendant of the Ye Clan?” Chu Yuntian laughed, “So that’s it. I thought the Ye Clan had been completely wiped out.”
“Even if your Chu Clan perishes, the Ye Clan will not.”
Ye Wushuang said coldly, “In the past, the Ye Clan was persecuted, and your Chu Clan played no small part in it. Let’s settle both old and new grievances together.”
“With you?” Chu Yuntian raised the corner of his mouth.
“With me!”
At that moment, the Tianya Sword flickered with a sharp light, and the two statues behind Ye Wushuang seemed to come to life, their eyes glowing with a blood-red light. Gradually, the hundred-zhang statues began to move, stepping forward and causing the ground in the hall to tremble as they positioned themselves beside Ye Wushuang.
The warriors who had arrived with Chu Yuntian and Chu Yunsheng were now filled with terror. With Wen Qing, a ninth-stage Condensation Pulse realm strongman, killed so easily by Ye Wushuang, they dared not be careless!
Buzz…
As the two statues moved and stood beside Ye Wushuang, a buzzing sound began to resonate throughout the hall. Suddenly, the stone pillars within the hall were adorned with magical runes that flickered to life. The fierce beasts carved on the pillars seemed to come alive, gradually solidifying from their ethereal forms.
An array!
There was indeed an array within this hall, and Ye Wushuang was able to activate it. The magical runes transformed into fierce beasts resembling tigers, wolves, eagles, and snakes, clinging to the surface of the pillars, eyeing everyone menacingly.
Chu Yuntian’s brow furrowed at this moment.
This Ye Wushuang… was truly extraordinary!
“Chu Yiran…”
“Master, rest easy,” Chu Yiran, standing beside Chu Yuntian, bowed and said, “It’s probably a second-grade spiritual array. It can deal with someone at the early Yuanfu realm, but I can break it.”
“Hmm.”
Chu Yuntian also breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
“Don’t kill him, take him alive.”
Chu Yuntian added, “Since this young man is a descendant of the Ye Clan and knows so much about the relics of Xu Wenxuan and Li Yunmo, he might know other secrets. I want him alive.”
“However, it doesn’t matter if he loses an arm or a leg. After all, this boy has caused Yunsheng such a great loss.”
“Yes, sir.”
Chu Yiran took a step forward at this moment, his body stirring the air around him as his energy coalesced.
“Lose an arm or a leg?” Ye Wushuang sneered, “What a bold claim.”
Ye Wushuang looked directly at Chu Yiran and said again, “This second-grade array might not be enough to kill you, a Yuanfu realm strongman, but who said I needed to use this spiritual array to kill you?”
As Ye Wushuang’s words fell, both Chu Yiran and Chu Yuntian’s brows furrowed. From beginning to end, Ye Wushuang’s indifferent tone and nonchalant demeanor made them feel uneasy.
And at that very moment, Ye Wushuang made his move.
