"Cough, cough, cough!"
The man in the gray robe spat out mouthfuls of blood, his pupils constricting wildly as he gazed at Ye Qingchen as if he had seen a demon.
At this mont.
Ye Qingchen was heavily stepping on him, his seemingly thin fra as immovable as a mountain, leaving the man unable to struggle or move an inch despite his efforts.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Only at this mont.
Did Jiang Churan and Hong Man arrive belatedly.
"Kill him!" Hong Man’s eyes widened like brass bells as he raised a giant club, ready to strike!
"Wait!" Ye Qingchen stopped Hong Man, his gaze fixed on the man in the gray robe. "Speak, who are you, and who sent you to kill ?"
Boom!
As he spoke,
his foot pressed down forcefully, making the man’s entire body crackle, bones creaking, and he couldn’t help but scream in pain. Yet, even so, he maintained a mocking expression:
"Ha ha, what does it matter if I tell you? I’m from the Blood Rain Tower! Soone paid for your life! Do you think killing will be the end? Just wait for the endless pursuit from our Blood Rain Tower!"
"Blood Rain Tower?"
Jiang Churan exclaid in surprise.
"What’s that?" Hong Man asked quickly.
Jiang Churan couldn’t help but glance worriedly at Ye Qingchen and explained in a low voice, "Blood Rain Tower is an assassin organization in the Celestial Peak Country, specializing in taking money to kill people! Their power is imnse, and it’s hard for soone marked by them to escape..."
Ye Qingchen also frowned slightly. Just as he was about to continue questioning, he saw the man’s body tremble, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood and died.
"He’s dead!"
Hong Man was secretly shocked.
"Blood Rain Tower’s control over their assassins is quite strict. Failure ans a fate worse than death!" Jiang Churan looked away, shaking his head and sighing. "So, these assassins always have poison pills hidden in their mouths for ergencies."
"Who hired soone to kill ?"
Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes.
Was it one of the Eight Great Sects?
Or soone else?
After all, on the day of the sect selection conference, he shone too brightly, drawing a lot of attention. Perhaps he accidentally touched on so powerful forces’ interests, which is why they struck in the dark.
"It seems they really can’t stand to see well off!"
Ye Qingchen sneered, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Ye Qingchen, are you alright?"
Jiang Churan asked worriedly.
"I’m fine!"
Ye Qingchen shook his head.
After cleaning up the battlefield, the three of them continued towards the depths of Silent Hill. Along the way, they encountered several waves of assassins, and to their shock, these assassins were from different forces.
Without exception, these people were hired to kill.
They either ambushed or attacked directly.
Their thods were ruthless and fierce, each move ant to kill, clearly, like the earlier Blood Rain Tower assassin, they ca well-prepared, intending not to stop until Ye Qingchen was dead.
After once again eliminating the wave of assassins, Ye Qingchen and his companions finally entered the depths of Silent Hill and successfully picked the Blood Spirit Flower.
The three rested at the spot for a while before setting off back to Taotian Palace, where they handed the Blood Spirit Flower to Qin Wentian.
Very soon,
Qin Wentian used the gathered Blood Spirit Flower to concoct three bottles of red potion.
"Do we drink it directly?" Hong Man asked impatiently.
Qin Wentian snorted coldly, "If you want to die, then drink it! With your current strength, you can’t directly absorb the power of the Body Tempering Potion! Pour the potion into a tub, and from now on, train in it every night!"
Each took a potion and returned to their rooms.
Ye Qingchen poured the Body Tempering Potion into a tub, and imdiately, the clear water turned into a fiery color.
Gurgle, gurgle!
He soaked his body in the spirit liquid, feeling a powerful force pouring through his pores and rushing into his body. The imnse dicinal power surged and collided, making him break into a cold sweat.
"Such powerful dicine..." Ye Qingchen suppressed his shock, operating the ’Star Dust Chapter’ from the Nine Revolutions Star Technique to absorb the dicine, integrating it into himself.
Guided by the Star Technique, the dicine was buffered and perated his entire body.
Hmm~
Ye Qingchen felt extrely comfortable, unable to suppress a soft moan.
At the sa ti,
the star power in his body grew rapidly.
Though he had recently reached the Spiritual Sea Realm, since arriving at Taotian Palace, Qin Wentian’s training thods had solidified his foundation.
Combined with the constant battles in recent tis, he showed signs of reaching the Spiritual Sea Second Layer.
For a mont,
Ye Qingchen’s aura continuously climbed.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
As this aura reached its peak, about to enter the Spiritual Sea Second Layer, several sharp wind noises suddenly arose.
The next mont,
six figures rushed in like lightning. Six black, slender war swords, flashing with chilling light, directly targeted Ye Qingchen’s vital points.
These assassins had stealthily waited, striking at the mont of Ye Qingchen’s breakthrough when his mind was at its weakest!
"Shing!"
As the six figures attacked, Ye Qingchen moved.
Crash!
His body surged violently, grabbing a longsword with his right hand. A crisp sword cry sounded, and a dazzling sword light flashed like flowing light, disappearing in an instant.
"Slash!"
Blood splattered, and the assassins attacking from all sides had their throats cut by Ye Qingchen, frozen in place.
Killed in an instant.
Not because the assassins were too weak; on the contrary, each had reached Half-Step Spirit Sea. Their timing was exceptionally precise, able to annihilate any Spiritual Sea Realm expert in an instant.
But Ye Qingchen was stronger!
"Boom!"
As the assassins fell, a tearing sound suddenly erupted.
A figure burst through the roof without warning, descending from the sky like rain with overwhelming montum and murderous intent.
"Heh heh, die!"
The assassin’s eyes glead with smug satisfaction.
He had been biding his ti for this mont.
But!
That slight smile had just appeared and then froze.
Ye Qingchen, without even looking, turned his longsword. The sword light flashed like a dragon, swiftly slicing across the opponent’s body, cutting the assassin in half amidst a spray of blood.
"Boom!"
At this mont,
the aura within Ye Qingchen finally reached its peak.
A raging current like a mighty river flowed from his body.
"Spiritual Sea Second Layer!"
Feeling the exuberant star power within him, Ye Qingchen’s eyes shone brightly.
Now,
if he encountered soone of Hong Qitian’s level again, he wouldn’t need to use the Thunder Shock Pointing, or even Sword Intent, to effortlessly decapitate them.
"These assassins really are like haunting spirits!"
His eyes swept over the scattered corpses, Ye Qingchen squinted.
At this mont,
the sounds of fighting from other rooms made his face change.
"Not good, these assassins have other accomplices!"
Ye Qingchen’s foot struck the ground, and he darted out.
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