With Ye Kunlun's soft cry, the sound echoed through the universe in his sea of consciousness!
The starlight giant sword pierced directly into the depths of the vast sky!
Boom, boom, boom—
Heavenly thunder rumbled, and the starlight giant sword seemed to have angered the heavens. A terrifying pressure emerged in Ye Kunlun's sea of consciousness, as if it were about to annihilate him!
Ye Kunlun trembled all over, his face pale!
Around him, the two cheerful fish seemed to sense the terrifying pressure from the sky.
With two swooshes, they retreated back into Ye Kunlun's dantian.
The starlight giant sword endured the terrifying pressure, as if it were trying to pierce through the force that bound it.
However, as the invisible pressure grew stronger, Ye Kunlun trembled more and more, and fine cracks began to appear on the starlight giant sword.
Ye Kunlun's eyes condensed with faint starlight, gazing at the deepest part of the sky, wanting to see what kind of existence this heavenly shackle was.
How could it be completely shattered?
He suddenly remembered what the Daoist Mu Mu had said when they first met.
The heavenly shackle was like a lock, requiring a key to open it, but what was the key?
Was it not strength?
Ye Kunlun's strength had reached its limit under the heavenly shackle, and the cracks on the starlight giant sword grew more numerous.
Large beads of sweat broke out on Ye Kunlun's forehead.
Just then, at the moment he was about to collapse.
The black ring on his left index finger suddenly became scorching hot, and a dark light entered Ye Kunlun's sea of consciousness!
Then, it merged into the starlight giant sword!
Hum—
The starlight giant sword seemed to be stimulated. The cracks on the sword body instantly healed, emitting a brilliant sword light that directly broke through the invisible pressure and pierced into the depths of the sky!!
In that instant, the starlight giant sword turned into starlight and dissipated into nothingness.
And in that fleeting moment, Ye Kunlun saw a mountain!
It was a mountain of immeasurable height, as if it were suppressing the world he was in. It seemed that only by climbing that mountain and passing over it could the shackles be broken!
Everything vanished.
Ye Kunlun let out a muffled groan, his face extremely pale.
The moment the starlight giant sword disappeared, although he saw a mountain, the power of the heavenly shackle completely backfired onto him, causing his meridians to burn with stabbing pain!
The next second, Ye Kunlun woke up.
Crackling—
Outside the window, a torrential rain was hammering against the glass.
Ye Kunlun's face was extremely pale. Since he began cultivating on the mountain, he had never been so seriously injured!
"Young Master, are you alright?"
The voices of Blood Hand and Feng Tu Tu sounded from outside the room.
Ye Kunlun adjusted his breathing and replied faintly, "I'm fine. No one is allowed to approach the Prison of the Netherworld, or they will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes!"
Feng Tu Tu and Blood Hand obeyed.
The Myriad Ancient Starry Sky Technique circulated, and true qi flowed.
Wherever the true qi passed, his meridians felt like they were being cut by a knife, but Ye Kunlun endured it without a sound.
Time ticked by second by second.
Until the sky outside turned bright, his pale face slowly regained some color.
Ye Kunlun got up and opened the door.
"Young Master."
Blood Hand and Feng Tu Tu bowed in unison.
"How is it with Qiao Wangnian?" Ye Kunlun asked.
"Your subordinate has arranged people at the northern border. Calculating the time, they should be meeting soon."
Blood Hand reported to Ye Kunlun.
Ye Kunlun's eyes were filled with intense killing intent, and coupled with his still slightly pale complexion, it gave off a sickly aura of killing.
"There are also Qintian Tower and another debt to settle!"
Ye Kunlun said lightly, looking at the still falling rain, and said to the two, "Go down and rest for a while. After breakfast, we'll go and collect our debts one by one!"
The debt from Qintian Tower must be collected!
The debt from the Wuxiang Palace must be collected!
Ye Kunlun had already left his aura on the woman at the Supreme Alliance branch's observation ceremony. Even if she fled to the ends of the earth, Ye Kunlun would find her.
Moreover, she was hiding somewhere in the capital.
At the same time.
After a night, Ye Kunlun's name had almost spread throughout the global assassin world!
Top assassins in China, like Old Corpse Head, died at Ye Kunlun's hands.
Lily, ranked second on the Dark List, directly chose to surrender, while the Grey Wolf King, son of the Werewolf King, was also killed by Ye Kunlun!
China and the Western assassin world were directly shaken!
This impact was even more terrifying than the original 200 billion commission.
From then on, Ye Kunlun would become an insurmountable hurdle, a taboo in the hearts of assassins worldwide!
Touch him, and you die!
The West, a mysterious land.
Howl—
An angry and mournful wolf howl echoed throughout the mysterious land.
"Damn Easterners! You killed my son, and I will make you pay a heavy price!!"
The Werewolf King, with white hair and explosive muscles all over his body, roared in anger!
His son was the Grey Wolf King, killed by Ye Kunlun.
"King, your subordinate will lead people to the East and bring back the opponent's head!"
Some werewolves began to volunteer. The dignity of werewolves did not allow any human to offend them.
What's more, for thousands of years, werewolves had been extremely united.
Otherwise, they would not have been able to survive in the harsh jungle of the West and become a great tribe!
"Walker, as Quinn's uncle, you have the duty to avenge him!"
The Werewolf King looked at Walker, who stepped forward to volunteer, "I order you to take your clansmen and set off immediately to bring back the head of your enemy!"
"Yes, my most respected King!"
Walker took the order and left the werewolf territory with four capable subordinates.
The Capital.
The Changsun family.
"Ye Kunlun is truly terrifying. Even Lily, ranked second on the Dark List, was subdued."
Changsun Changkong, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but express his emotions.
Changsun Qingwan, who was listening, asked with a smile, "What? Does Grand Uncle intend to ease relations with Ye Kunlun?"
Changsun Changkong snorted, "How could I ease relations with this brat? He doesn't respect this old man, and I will settle this score with him sooner or later."
Changsun Qingwan smiled faintly and said to Changsun Changkong, "Grand Uncle, in my opinion, we don't have any deep enmity with him. From now on..."
"Qingwan, have you been mesmerized by this brat?"
Changsun Changkong sensed something, "No, we must break your engagement with him as soon as possible."
"You don't have to handle this yourself, I will do it personally!"
Changsun Changkong feared that Changsun Qingwan would have any involvement with Ye Kunlun, which would disrupt his plans.
Changsun Qingwan heard this and smiled, "Grand Uncle, you definitely won't succeed."
Although she had met Ye Kunlun only a few times, she understood his personality.
If Changsun Changkong went to propose it himself, Ye Kunlun would definitely make demands that he could not accept.
Changsun Changkong replied, "You wait for Grand Uncle's good news!"
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Prison of the Netherworld.
After breakfast, Ye Kunlun left directly with Blood Hand and Feng Tu Tu.
The debts from Qintian Tower and Wuxiang Palace needed to be collected.