Chapter 802
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**At the Same Time, Within the Youlong Mountains.**
In the area where Ye Wushuang and the others had previously been, a group of people quietly approached and surrounded the spot. Among them, more than a dozen individuals wielded spiritual bows, nocking arrows and releasing them in unison. The arrows flew toward the valley ahead, but despite the barrage, there was no response from within.
Two figures stepped forward from the group, their brows furrowed as they gazed into the valley. The young man on the left, with a tall and slender build and an aura as sharp as a blade, commanded, “Go check it out!”
Three individuals immediately sprinted into the valley. They returned shortly after, reporting, “No one’s there.”
“No one?” The young man’s brow arched in surprise as he turned to the others and demanded, “We’re all working together to eliminate Ye Wushuang. Why would you send false information?”
At that moment, the woman on the right stepped forward, her gaze fixed on the valley. “It might not be false information. Perhaps Ye Wushuang got wind of it and fled ahead of time,” she suggested. With that, several of them began to move into the valley.
The remnants of a campfire still smoldered, its warmth lingering in the air. The young man remarked in astonishment, “They must have left not long ago.”
The woman then spoke, “Sheng Ge, take half of our people and pursue in a fan shape from the left side.”
“I’ll take the other half and go from the right. We’ll definitely find them,” she continued.
“Agreed,” Sheng Ge responded.
This young man was none other than Sheng Ge, a genius from the Shengdan Sect. Since entering the Youlong Mountains, he had been honing his skills through solo combat. However, upon learning the news, he was stunned.
Sheng Chaonian, Sheng Wanyun, and Yan Xuan—all three geniuses from the Shengdan Sect had been killed, and all by Ye Wushuang. It was almost too bizarre to believe.
Later, when he encountered Ling Zhongyun, who was at the sixth level of the Heavenly Gang realm, Sheng Ge was filled with dread. Ye Wushuang was simply too terrifying.
Thus, the two of them had rallied others to join forces in hunting down Ye Wushuang.
If Ye Wushuang had simply taken first place, they wouldn’t have minded. At worst, he would have chosen one of the seven treasures. But if his spiritual value points exceeded the combined total of the other six, then this Hundred Nations Martial Contest would be a complete waste of time for them. That was absolutely unacceptable.
Ultimately, it was because too many geniuses had been killed. Both Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun had accumulated spiritual value points in the millions. If there had been a few more individuals with over fifty thousand points, they wouldn’t have been so worried. However, the other geniuses had at most fifty thousand points each. Even if four of them combined their points with Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun’s two million, it would still only amount to four million.
Ye Wushuang had killed Wang Teng, Xu Qingtian, Tian Zhiheng, Sheng Chaonian, and others. There was no doubt that his spiritual value points exceeded four million. If Ye Wushuang’s points surpassed their combined total, the consequences were unimaginable.
Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun, now split into two groups in pursuit, were both anxious. Ling Zhongyun was accompanied by her brother, Ling Zhongxiao. He had been reluctant to come, but since his sister was one of the main advocates of cooperating with Sheng Ge, he felt he had no choice but to join.
However, Gu Qingyi had not come. She was genuinely terrified of Ye Wushuang, to the point where he had almost become her personal demon. When she heard about the plan to join forces to kill Ye Wushuang, she simply ran away. It was cowardly, but Ling Zhongxiao thought it was wise. Honestly, he didn’t want to be there either. He had a feeling that despite the grand show of force, once people started dying, many would likely back down immediately. After all, only seven people could be in the top seven; most wouldn’t have a chance.
But since his sister was one of the main advocates, Ling Zhongxiao couldn’t stay away. What was he supposed to do?
As Ling Zhongxiao was lost in thought, a jade pendant on Ling Zhongyun’s waist began to flicker with light.
“Ling Zhongyun, bring your people here quickly,” Sheng Ge’s voice echoed through the pendant.
Ling Zhongyun wasted no time and immediately led her group to join Sheng Ge. Upon meeting him, she asked curiously, “What’s going on?”
“Let him explain,” Sheng Ge ordered, motioning for several individuals to bring a prisoner forward. “This is a disciple from the Jujian Sect. He was acting suspiciously and was caught by our people. It turns out he had some unexpected information,” Sheng Ge explained.
The disciple’s face was bruised and battered, clearly having endured considerable torture.
“Speak!” Sheng Ge demanded sharply.
