Chapter 979
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**“It’s me! Ye Wushuang!”**
The voice rang out, cold and menacing.
In an instant,
Ye Wushuang, clad in white, moved with astonishing speed, leaping gracefully through the air. In just a few bounds, he appeared before the four men, his fist crashing down with a thunderous impact.
**Boom!!**
The ground trembled as the sound of a low, rumbling explosion filled the air.
The man on the far left was obliterated by Ye Wushuang’s punch, his body disintegrating into nothingness.
All four men were dressed in attire bearing the emblem of Tianji Mansion, clearly warriors of that faction.
As Ye Wushuang’s punch annihilated one of them, the remaining three men’s expressions changed dramatically. They quickly scattered, forming a triangular stance, their eyes glaring at Ye Wushuang with hostility.
**“You are… Ye Wushuang!”**
One of the men, dressed in green, spoke with a shocked expression.
It truly was Ye Wushuang of Lingjian Mountain!
Ye Wushuang looked at the remaining men and said indifferently, **“Did you kill Jiang Yihan and Jia Tiancai?”**
The green-clad man replied coldly, **“Ye Wushuang, by opposing Tianji Mansion, you will surely…”**
**Crash!!**
Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Wushuang had already closed the distance and delivered another devastating punch.
The green-clad man’s head exploded, and his lifeless body collapsed to the ground.
Ye Wushuang’s gaze turned to the remaining two men, and he said coldly, **“I expect you to answer whatever I ask.”**
The two men nodded numbly, completely terrified.
The two men Ye Wushuang had killed with just two punches were both at the third level of the Wufa Realm.
**“Where is Dan Yongye?”**
One of the remaining men trembled as he pointed towards the blood fog, saying, **“He… he went in there…”**
Ye Wushuang pressed on, **“Who else is with him?”**
“His brother Dan Yongcheng, and Duan Xingqing…”
Ye Wushuang’s eyebrows raised slightly, and the two men immediately felt a chill run through their bodies, their hairs standing on end.
**“Are Shang Yunshang and Wanyan Chuxue not here?”**
The disciple’s face twitched at the mention of their names.
In an instant, Ye Wushuang appeared beside him again, grabbing his neck and lifting him off the ground. He said coldly, **“I said, answer whatever I ask.”**
With a snap, the man’s life was extinguished.
The last man, witnessing this scene, was utterly stunned.
This Ye Wushuang… wasn’t he supposed to be at the peak of the Tiangang Realm just a month ago?
How had he reached the second level of the Wufa Realm in such a short time?
And not only that, but his combat strength was incredibly formidable.
As the last man tried to flee into the blood fog, a chilling aura suddenly emerged ahead.
Unbeknownst to him, Ye Wushuang had already appeared in front of him, his palm reaching out and grabbing the man’s chest before slamming him to the ground.
**Crash!!**
The ground cracked open, and the last man’s limbs shattered, his body bleeding profusely as he met his end.
After dealing with the four men, Ye Wushuang looked at the area covered by the blood fog.
Since Dan Yongye and the others had entered this place, it seemed relatively safe for now.
Ye Wushuang continued down the street, heading deeper into the fog.
Upon closer inspection, the area covered by the blood fog, spanning several miles, was vastly different from the rest of the ancient city.
The buildings and houses within the fog were soaked in blood, as if they had been immersed in it for hundreds, if not thousands, of years.
Moreover, breathing in this blood fog for an extended period caused a subtle, yet piercing pain in the body’s flesh and meridians.
The blood fog was toxic!
Ye Wushuang swallowed several spiritual pills, but he found that they were ineffective in purging the toxins.
However, the Golden Silkworm within him seemed to relish the blood toxins, devouring them with glee.
Though the Golden Silkworm had always been a potential threat within Ye Wushuang’s body, capable of exploding and poisoning him at any moment, so far it had only brought him benefits.
After the toxins from the blood fog were neutralized by the Golden Silkworm, Ye Wushuang stopped in his tracks.
He reached into his chest and pulled out a round token.
The Heavenly Song Token!
At this moment, the token, which seemed to be made of jade or wood and originally had a dull stone-like luster, began to emit a faint, rolling heat.
**“Hm?”**
At that very moment,
From all around, in the streets and from the shops and pavilions, pairs of dark red eyes were fixed intently on Ye Wushuang.
Blood-bone people!
Ye Wushuang raised his sword, his body surrounded by a mist of sword energy and an aura of killing intent.
But soon, those blood-bone people emerged from the buildings and shops, seemingly ignoring Ye Wushuang altogether. They gathered together, their malevolent energy surging, and then rushed towards a direction down the street.
In a short while, over a hundred blood-bone people disappeared at the end of the street, leaving Ye Wushuang standing alone, somewhat bewildered.
These blood-bone people… had ignored him!
He had been disregarded? How could this be?
Without wasting any more time, Ye Wushuang immediately chased after them.
He wanted to see why these blood-bone people had not attacked him, and more importantly, where they were heading!
