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On this desolate plain shrouded in an ancient aura, Li Wujing was pinned to the ground by an indescribable and overwhelming pressure. His voice trembled with a mix of fear and defiance as he asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"We are the army of the Qin State, tasked with capturing an important fugitive. As long as you do not interfere, we will ensure that you are rewarded in the future," he continued, his eyes glinting coldly as he pondered the uncertain outcome.
Beside him stood Ying Ziyi, adorned in resplendent yet slightly disheveled attire, her eyes flashing with determination. She interjected fiercely, "Senior, do not listen to his lies! I, Ying Ziyi, am the rightful princess of the Qin State. It is they who conspired with the Grand General and the Chancellor to murder my father and usurp the throne, and now they have sent people to hunt me down."
Ye Tian, the mysterious elder with a stern visage and piercing gaze, had already seen through it all. He spoke slowly, his voice imbued with undeniable authority: "I am in a good mood today and have no intention of unleashing a massacre. Those who know their place should leave quickly."
Seeing this, Li Wujing dropped his pretense and shouted in desperation, "Senior, even if you are a powerful being from the Feng Hou Realm, you should not interfere in our royal conflicts. Remember, there are greater powers beyond your comprehension; some matters are not for you to meddle in lightly."
Ye Tian's expression turned even colder as if he had dismissed Li Wujing's threat entirely. He replied coolly, "Oh? You understand that there are greater powers beyond this world? Then let me show you what true strength is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tian moved like a flash, drawing his sword. A chilling aura of murderous intent spread instantly like a biting wind that left everyone trembling. Under this overwhelming pressure, Li Wujing and his companions found themselves unable to move, as if bound by invisible shackles.
Despite this, Li Wujing attempted to maintain his composure and threatened once more: "Senior, I hope you think carefully before acting. If you insist on opposing us, General Li Siyuan and others will not let this go easily. At that point, being targeted by a Feng Wang Jing level expert will not be something trivial."
However, Ye Tian's gaze grew even colder; it seemed he had no regard for Li Wujing's threats. He said flatly, "The Feng Wang Jing you speak of is nothing but trivial in my eyes. Allow me to show you what true power is and what lines should never be crossed."
With that declaration, Ye Tian swung his sword. The blade glimmered like a dragon as it sliced through the air towards Li Wujing and his companions.
Facing Ye Tian at the First Level of Marquis rank was akin to ants shaking a tree—utterly powerless to resist. The sword light flashed like a cascading galaxy; in an instant, Li Wujing's body was cleaved in two, blood staining the earth beneath him. The followers behind him were not spared either; they fell one after another beneath Ye Tian's godlike sword.
This scene left everyone present in shock. Ying Ziyi, a girl dressed in splendid yet somewhat disheveled clothing, felt a whirlwind of complex emotions as she gazed at Ye Tian's imposing figure. Her heart swelled with envy and longing.
She thought to herself that if only she possessed such formidable strength, perhaps she could protect her father from harm and save her loyal companion Wang Bo from a tragic fate.
Yet reality was cruel; her abilities were far too inadequate to support her dreams. She could only watch helplessly as tragedy unfolded before her eyes, her gaze gradually dimming.
Noticing Ying Ziyi's emotional turmoil, Ye Tian sheathed his sword and looked at her with gentle eyes. After such a breathtaking battle, his voice remained calm and resolute: "This matter is settled; I am preparing to head to the Burial Ground. You should leave this place of turmoil at once."
Upon hearing this, an inexplicable surge of joy welled up within Ying Ziyi. She looked up at Ye Tian with sparkling eyes filled with anticipation: "Senior, are you also going to enter the Burial Ground?"
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