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The wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves filled the air. Those souls summoned by Chen Li using the Taiyin Soul Summoning Technique lunged at Ye Lingyun, their claws bared, eager to devour him whole.
Hmph, a bunch of rabble, daring to act so recklessly before me!
Ye Lingyun's face twisted in disdain as the phantom of his Heavenly Sword Martial Soul above him radiated sharp sword qi, shredding the ghostly figures into pieces.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Under the assault of the Heavenly Sword Martial Soul, the souls burst apart like bubbles, one after another.
Seeing this scene, Ye Lingyun's expression grew even more smug: Without the protection of my ancestors, you dare summon such filthy creatures? How laughable! With your limited abilities, they can't save you!
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of his Heavenly Sword Martial Soul once again slashed down toward Chen Li's forehead; this time, he intended to completely annihilate Chen Li!
However, facing this lethal strike, Chen Li did not dodge or evade. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth: Are you really giving me face?
A shiver ran through Ye Lingyun's heart as unease began to rise within him.
In the next moment, Chen Li raised his palm, and a terrifying aura erupted from within him.
Boom!
Blood Flame Divine Needle Technique!
With a low shout from Chen Li, slender needles as red as blood began to coalesce in his palm.
These blood-colored needles exuded an eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Go!
Chen Li flicked his fingers, and those blood needles shot forth like lightning toward Ye Lingyun.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The blood needles collided with the sword qi of the Heavenly Sword Martial Soul, producing a series of crisp sounds.
Yet what shocked everyone was that the seemingly indestructible Heavenly Sword Martial Soul could not block even a fraction of the blood needles!
Thud! Thud! Pfft!
One by one, the blood needles pierced through the defenses of the Heavenly Sword Martial Soul and struck Ye Lingyun's body.
Ah!
Ye Lingyun let out a piercing scream, disbelief etched across his face.
He never imagined that after such a significant expenditure of energy, Chen Li could unleash such terrifying power!
What... what have you done to me?
Ye Lingyun clutched his chest in agony and asked.
Guess?
Chen Li's lips curled up slightly, revealing a teasing smile.
Pfft!
Ye Lingyun spat out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper. He felt his life force rapidly draining away, and his body growing weaker by the moment.
"You dare!" Ye Lingyun pointed at Chen Li, his eyes filled with resentment.
"What do I have to fear?" Chen Li replied coldly, a glint of frost flashing in his eyes. "Do you really think that just because you have your ancestors' protection, you can act with impunity? Hand over the Leave Request Talismans!"
Chen Li advanced on him with an icy demeanor that was far beyond what a child could muster. Ye Lingyun had no doubt that if it weren't for the Leave Request Talismans, he might have already been silenced.
A chill swept through Ye Lingyun's body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a wave of cold surging from his feet to the top of his head. This was no mere discarded pawn; he was clearly a killing god!
He lamented internally, realizing too late that he should never have agreed to the Wuding Marquisate's request and provoked Chen Li. Now, he had not only failed to achieve his goal but had also put himself in danger.
"Chen Li, I was just joking with you," Ye Lingyun stammered, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace than anything else.
In a panic, he hurriedly handed over two Leave Request Talismans as if they were hot potatoes. "If you want to leave the academy in the future, I'll give you all my chances to take leave."
Nearby, Wang Teng was completely dumbfounded. "Weren't you supposed to make them pay?"
Chen Li shot him a cold glance without saying a word and directly took the Leave Request Talismans before turning to leave.
Shen Qingyue walked past Ye Lingyun indifferently and quickly caught up with Chen Li.
Watching their retreating figures, Ye Lingyun let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the ground, his back drenched in cold sweat.
Not far away, Ninth Princess Duan Ling'er gazed thoughtfully at Chen Li's back. "It seems he's not simple at all," she murmured, her red lips parting slightly. "Could it be that he has already reached the seventh level of the Innate Realm?"
Chen Xinghe's eyes flickered with unusual light. It seemed he would need to find time to learn more about these two in the future.
Chen Li and Shen Qingyue sprinted all the way to the entrance of the Imperial Academy. Without hesitation, Chen Li transformed the Leave Request Talismans into a streak of light that merged with the academy's gate.
In the next moment, the previously closed gate slowly opened, revealing a path leading to the outside world.
"Let's go!" Chen Li pulled Shen Qingyue along and dashed out without looking back. The two figures blurred into shadows and vanished at the end of the street.
Shen Family.
Once a magnificent General's Residence, it now lay in ruins, the familiar surroundings reduced to charred remnants.
What happened here? Shen Qingyue gazed at the scene before her, her petite frame trembling slightly as tears welled up in her once calm eyes.
Chen Li remained silent, rushing into the wreckage to search for something. "Mother! Grandfather! Where are you?" he shouted hoarsely, but there was no gentle reply, nor the cheerful laughter of his grandfather. All that answered him was an endless silence.
Shen Qingyue joined the search, but no matter how hard they looked, they could find no trace of anyone. It was as if the General's Residence had never existed at all.
After a desperate search, the two finally stopped. "Do you think Mother and Grandfather went somewhere?" Shen Qingyue asked, looking up at Chen Li with tear-filled eyes.
Chen Li surveyed the desolate landscape, his heart heavy with confusion. He too did not know who would target the Shen Family. Could it be that scoundrel Chen Yuantu? He had always wanted to eliminate them.
As if sensing his thoughts, Shen Qingyue's expression grew serious as she formed a hand seal. "I know an ancient secret technique that can help me sense the presence of my loved ones. Let me try!"
With that, Shen Qingyue closed her eyes. As she channeled the technique, time passed slowly. Moments later, she opened her eyes again, a glimmer of joy flashing within them. "I can sense Mother's presence; she is still alive!"
Hearing this, Chen Li felt a wave of relief wash over him, but it was quickly replaced by anxiety as he asked, "Where is she?"
Shen Qingyue shook her head and replied, "My cultivation is still too shallow; I can only sense that she is alive but cannot determine her exact location."
Disappointment flickered in Chen Li's eyes at her words. Just then, Shen Qingyue's face turned pale, and she leaned weakly against Chen Li's shoulder.
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