The air above the Ye Clan residence had transformed into a turbulent sea of spiritual energy.The sound of explosions caused by clashes of True Qi echoed without end, shattering the morning sky and sending violent tremors all the way to the ground beneath the spectators’ feet.After hearing the provocative question from the leader of the Black Shadow Sect, the corner of Ye Tong’s lips lifted into a cold, confident smile.“Destroyed?” Ye Tong’s voice rang out sharply, ignoring the roar of the wind around him. “Qiao Ye, don’t be so quick to conclude how this game will end. Who will be destroyed and who will be reduced to ashes—you will find out soon enough.”“Boom!”As soon as those words were spoken, the True Qi within Ye Tong’s body erupted with even greater force.The spiritual pressure of a Peak Martial Grandmaster swept across the area instantly, scattering the surrounding dust and fragments of stone. Without wasting the slightest moment, Ye Tong’s figure shot forward like a streak

Meanwhile, amid the crowd of spectators who were being suppressed by the terrifying wave of aura, Ye Yuan stood motionless behind his thin mask.His sharp observation had not been mistaken. The moment the five black shadows landed and revealed a glimpse of the emblem patterns on their robes, Ye Yuan’s eyes immediately narrowed. The identity of the group flashed through his mind.“That group…” Ye Yuan thought inwardly, his breathing slightly halted. He recognized them.These people were the same mysterious group that had once been responsible for the brutal massacre and complete annihilation of the Xiao Clan in the Southern Region.Their presence here proved that the Black Shadow Sect was merely a small chess piece, or simply a puppet being manipulated by a far greater and more dangerous power behind the scenes.A profound sense of crisis instantly struck Ye Yuan’s mind.This situation was far more complicated than a simple conflict over the destruction of the Blood Wolf Gang and the d

Ye Hong’s gaze lingered on everything for several moments. No explosive anger appeared on his face. No shouting. He simply remained silent.Yet that silence made the atmosphere feel even heavier.It was as though the old man were trying to understand everything that had happened during his years of seclusion.A long sigh escaped Ye Hong’s lips.The sigh sounded heavy and filled with profound disappointment.“After disappearing into closed-door seclusion for a hundred years…” Ye Hong felt slightly disappointed, and his voice echoed softly.Strangely, however, everyone on the battlefield could hear him with absolute clarity.“I never expected the Ye Clan to decline to such an extent.”The sentence sounded simple. Yet Ye Tong and the Ye Clan Elders immediately stiffened slightly. None of them dared to argue.Ye Hong was not praising them. On the contrary, he was truly expressing his disappointment.His gaze then shifted toward Ye Tong and the Peak-level Elders who were breathing heavily.

The dust from the battle at the main gate of the Ye Clan residence slowly began to settle, leaving behind a ravaged courtyard filled with deep cracks.The buildings that had once stood firmly had been reduced to ruins, while the members of the Ye Clan began tending to the wounded.Amid the crowd of spectators that was slowly dispersing, Ye Yuan moved quickly away from the chaotic area.However, he did not leave the place immediately.After walking far enough from the main crowd, his steps turned toward a corner that three figures had used to watch the battle from the beginning.Gong Bodong, Xiao Chen, and Guan Yu were still there.Gong Bodong seemed to be observing the surroundings, making sure no other threats emerged after the mysterious group’s retreat. Meanwhile, Xiao Chen stood with his hand still near the hilt of his sword.When he approached, Ye Yuan stopped several meters in front of them.The thin mask covering his face remained firmly in place, concealing his true identity.

The morning sunlight began to illuminate the rows of magnificent buildings within Sky Sword Academy.In the eastern section of the academy grounds stood a multi-tiered building supported by sturdy black wooden pillars.Above its main entrance hung a wooden plaque bearing the words Mission Hall, its simple carvings radiating a faint spiritual glow.The hall was already bustling with activity early in the morning.Dozens of disciples of various ranks moved about, some gathering in front of a large notice board while others queued at the registration desks to accept assignments or report their completion.As soon as Xiao Chen and Sima Ruoxi stepped inside, several pairs of eyes immediately turned toward them.Sima Ruoxi’s graceful presence attracted the attention of some disciples, while Xiao Chen’s return after disappearing from the academy for two years aroused just as much curiosity.Faint whispers arose from various corners of the hall. Some disciples even deliberately slowed their s