Chapter 207

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At this moment, Tian Yunyan paid no heed to the others. His eyes were fixed on Ye Wushuang, his voice cold and resolute as he demanded, “Let go of my son!”

“Let him go?”

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang took a step forward and stomped on one of Tian Mo’s severed hands. With an explosive burst of energy, the hand was instantly crushed into a pulp. Witnessing this scene, Tian Yunyan’s face turned ashen.

Even if Tian Mo had lost both his hands, as long as they were intact, the Tianji Mansion had ways to reattach them. But now, Ye Wushuang had deliberately crushed one of his son’s severed hands. Ye Wushuang then spoke, “Let go of my sister.”

Beside Tian Yunyan, the woman, with an indifferent expression, warned, “Ye Wushuang, don’t seek death.”

“After extracting the bloodline spirit from your sister, we won’t kill you. We’ll let you live,” she continued. “For us, the only thing we need from the descendants of the Ye clan is their bloodline spirit. Killing you would be meaningless.”

“But if you continue to act impulsively…”

However, before she could finish her sentence, Ye Wushuang took another step forward and crushed Tian Mo’s other severed hand with a single stomp.

“Let her go! My sister!”

Ye Wushuang repeated, his voice filled with determination.

“I’ll let her go!”

At this moment, Tian Yunyan’s eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was one of sheer agony. The woman beside him, taken aback, began to speak, “Tian Yunyan, you…”

“Liu Furong!”

Tian Yunyan snorted, “I will take responsibility for all the consequences!”

With a furrowed brow, Liu Furong walked over to the blood-red jade and unlocked the chains. Ye Feifei, who was being held by Liu Furong, looked at Ye Wushuang, whose body was covered in blood and torn flesh, and tears streamed down her face.

“It’s okay, Feifei,” Ye Wushuang forced a smile and said, “It’s going to be alright…”

Ye Feifei, trying to hold back her tears, nodded.

“Bring my sister over here,” Ye Wushuang said, looking directly at Tian Yunyan and Liu Furong.

“Let my son go as well.”

“Huh?” Ye Wushuang sneered, “You’re in a position of advantage and you want me to release someone first? What are you thinking?”

Tian Yunyan, with a grim expression, grabbed Ye Feifei and threw her out. Xiao Yuan quickly caught her.

“What about my mother!”

Ye Wushuang said again.

“Humph!”

Tian Yunyan coldly snorted and threw Liu Yuemei out. Ye Qingfeng hurriedly caught her.

“Third Uncle, Xiao Yuan.”

Only then did Ye Wushuang say, “You all leave here first.”

“Wushuang!” Ye Qingfeng’s expression froze.

“It’s okay,” Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “I can handle this.”

Seeing this, Ye Qingfeng gritted his teeth and, together with Xiao Yuan, Xu Qiuyuan, and Wang Xueqi, left with Liu Yuemei and Ye Feifei.

“Brother…” Ye Feifei’s voice echoed.

Ye Wushuang turned around and smiled, “Go.”

At this moment, in the inner hall, more than a dozen experts at the Condensation Meridian stage, as well as Tian Yunyan and Liu Furong, were all staring intently at Ye Wushuang. At this moment, the only person by Ye Wushuang’s side was Uncle He.

Tian Yunyan said coldly, “Ye Wushuang, now you can let go of my son, right?”

Instead of answering, Ye Wushuang asked directly, “Why did the Tianji Mansion target my Ye family?”

“Because of the bloodline,” Tian Yunyan replied bluntly. “The power of the bloodline is something you wouldn’t understand. But many people outside covet it. By extracting the bloodline spirit from the Ye family members and transplanting it into others, it is possible to awaken the bloodline of consumption.”

Ye Wushuang continued, “So, after Ye Wentian left, the Tianji Mansion was the mastermind behind the persecution of the Ye clan, and the Qin clan, Chu clan, and other major families were all accomplices!”

Tian Yunyan frowned and said, “Ye Wushuang, let go of my son.”

“Let go? What kind of daydream are you having!”

With these words, Ye Wushuang’s long sword slashed across Tian Mo’s neck, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

“Ah!!!”

Tian Yunyan roared in fury, “Ye Wushuang, you’re courting death!!!”