Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, accompanied by the clash of metal.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The footsteps grew heavier.
Qin Wudao could no longer remain seated.
Someone came to report mid-way, but they were already terrified and couldn't even speak clearly.
As the Warden of the Capital Prison, and having only recently taken office, there was no reason to escape now. Coupled with his identity as part of the Zhenwu Qin family, he had no intention of retreating.
"You go down first, I'll be there shortly."
Qin Wudao said to Li Qingsong. He needed to make a phone call to understand the family's stance on this matter, and most importantly, whether they should indeed oppose Ye Longlin.
In front of the Capital Prison, amidst the dense crowd, only the glint of metal shone with a cold light.
At the forefront stood a young man clad in armor, his saber held in one hand.
Though young, the killing intent radiating from him was not something an ordinary person could possess. The defensive forces of the Capital Prison, gripped by fear, caused many to tremble as they held their sword hilts. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Li Qingsong looked at the people before him and sneered, waving his hand. "Anyone who trespasses into the Capital Prison shall be killed without mercy!"
"Attack!"
No one responded.
Not a single person stepped forward.
The Xuanwu leading the charge revealed a smile and took a heavy step forward. "Xuanwu of the Dragon Pavilion, here to welcome the Pavilion Master!"
"Soldiers of the Dragon Pavilion, here to welcome the Pavilion Master!"
"Soldiers of the Dragon Pavilion, here to welcome the Pavilion Master!"
"Soldiers of the Dragon Pavilion, here to welcome the Pavilion Master!"
The soldiers behind him roared in unison, like tigers howling in the mountains, as if everything around them was being shattered by their shouts.
The sky was clear of any dark clouds, and the bright moonlight fell, illuminating the countless Dragon Pavilion soldiers in the darkness with a single step.
"Xu Ye! I command you to apprehend them! Are you disobeying my orders?"
Li Qingsong frowned deeply. Seeing the sudden silence at the scene, he quickly issued a second order.
The defense captain named Xu Ye remained silent and still, as if he hadn't heard Li Qingsong's command.
"Warden Li, you have allied yourself with Tang Long, but we have not allied ourselves with anyone. We have only one identity, and that is soldiers!"
The implication was that Li Qingsong had no authority to command them, and it was also a mockery that he, an externally appointed warden, had no right to boss them around here.
This greatly angered Li Qingsong, but there was nothing he could do. If they refused to listen, even if he shouted until his voice was hoarse, he couldn't command them.
Stomp, stomp, stomp.
Qin Wudao emerged from within, a smile on his face, cupping his fists. "Qin Wudao of the Qin family."
"Xuanwu of the Dragon Pavilion."
After a simple clasp of fists, they had introduced themselves. Xuanwu spoke, "Warden Qin, I am here to take away our Dragon Pavilion Master. Do you have any objections?"
Qin Wudao nodded. "I naturally have no objections, but the six above have objections."
Xuanwu looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly.
At the very peak of the Capital Prison sat six elders. These six elders were the ones who would finally deal with Ye Longlin – six Saint realm powerhouses!
"It matters not. Tonight is their night of death. A little more waiting changes nothing."
Xuanwu spoke without restraint, letting out a cold laugh.
He harbored no goodwill towards the Ye family. Ever since the incident last time, he had held a hostile attitude towards the Ye family.
Even though their boss had resolved the issue and his childhood sweetheart had returned, he couldn't pretend that the incident hadn't happened.
"Seeking death!"
One of the Saint realm powerhouses snorted coldly, anger in his eyes. With his words, he pressed a palm downwards.
In an instant, the wind and clouds churned, and a colossal palm print descended from the sky, aiming to crush everyone below. To them, those below the Dao realm were mere ants.
Since they were ants, they could be killed at any time without concern for their lives.
"You move against my people, did you ask for my opinion?"
A voice that spanned heaven and earth echoed between the sky and the earth, leaving everyone with disbelief in their eyes, their gazes filled with immense shock.
The person had not arrived, but their voice had!
And they could attack from a distance!
A cyan sword silhouette revolved above Xuanwu's head, thrusting towards the descending palm print, and then the two dissipated.
The main characters had appeared!
As far as the eye could see, two figures slowly walked towards them. One figure wielded a battle saber, while the other walked with hands behind his back, leisurely and with refined grace.
Their clothes were already somewhat tattered. The blade in Xuan Niao's hand was chipped, and Ye Longlin was also covered in blood, but it was all from others.
They had fought their way here, slaughtering their way through Maple Leaf Avenue, with tens of thousands dead, and only these two had survived in the end!
Dozens of Dao realm experts, over a hundred Dragon Elephant realm cultivators, and the rest were almost all Martial Spirit realm existences. Such a force was more than enough to conquer the Eastern Border. Yet, the result was that they were still cut through by two people!
"Tonight is quite interesting. The Ye and Wu families have joined forces, and even someone who is to succeed me is involved. Actually, I am very curious about what my successor looks like. I really want to meet him."
Ye Longlin spoke slowly, a playful smile on his lips. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and then looked at the six people atop the Capital Prison.
"The former commander truly lives up to his reputation. I thought you wouldn't be able to reach this place."
The speaker clearly did not know Ye Longlin's combat strength. The Ye family's Ye Zhengchun and his two brothers remained silent, their expressions somber.
They had made so many preparations precisely to injure Ye Longlin. How could a peak Dao realm cultivator who was injured be a match for their six Saint realm experts? Of course, even a full-strength Ye Longlin would not be feared by them; it would just be somewhat troublesome.
"Someone from the Wu family."
Ye Longlin looked at him and confirmed.
The man nodded. "Wu family, Seventh Elder, Saint realm first layer, Wu De."
"I do not kill nameless ghosts under my blade. You, Ye Longlin, are at the peak of the secular world. To die by my blade is also your honor. Remember, when you reach hell, tell them that I killed you!"
As his words fell, he stomped his foot. In an instant, a streak of black light shot towards Ye Longlin. The long sword in his hand was imbued with a dark aura, and as he approached Ye Longlin, he slashed with his sword!
The black aura on the sword seemed to be filled with the roars of countless fierce spirits, their mournful cries chilling the bone and making one's hair stand on end.
But the next moment, Ye Longlin reached out his hand!
No one could clearly see how he made his move!
In his hands, a dignified Saint realm expert couldn't even last a single move before his head was twisted off!