Bang, bang, bang—
Several gunshots rang out, bullets aimed at Ye Kunlun, but they stopped in mid-air around him, unable to advance any further.
Ye Kunlun's expression was cold. He snorted lightly, and the bullets were directly reflected back.
After a few screams, the courtyard fell silent.
"Zhou Lie, do you have anything else to say?" Ye Kunlun looked at Zhou Lie with amusement.
Since he could not extract any useful value from Zhou Lie, keeping him held no significance for Ye Kunlun.
"You can't kill me!"
Zhou Lie quickly calmed down, his tone returning to its usual composure. "If you kill me, you will never obtain any useful clues. Believe it or not, you can try."
Ye Kunlun walked up to Zhou Lie, looking at his aged face, and threw a punch!
Hum—
A layer of purple light flashed on Zhou Lie's body, a transparent energy shield protecting him.
The power of destiny blocked Ye Kunlun's punch.
A hint of disdain flashed in Ye Kunlun's eyes. He increased the force of his fist slightly. With a "pop," the barrier formed by the power of destiny was directly broken by him!
With a bang, Ye Kunlun's fist landed squarely on Zhou Lie's face.
Ah!!
Zhou Lie cried out in pain and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Presumptuous!"
A middle-aged man, his face filled with fear, shouted, "You surnamed Ye, Elder Zhou is a pillar of the nation! Are you going to murder him? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!"
With that single sentence, the man had pinned a severe accusation onto Ye Kunlun.
Ye Kunlun retracted his fist and turned to look at the middle-aged man. "Divine retribution? Ridiculous!"
"When he sent people to hunt me and my family, why didn't he consider the cycle of cause and effect, the inescapable retribution?!"
Two rays of purple light flashed in Ye Kunlun's eyes. As his words fell, a bolt of purple lightning struck the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man let out a heart-wrenching scream, spewing a puff of black smoke from his mouth before falling stiffly to the ground.
Ye Kunlun showed no mercy whatsoever!
What did it matter if Zhou Lie had fought on battlefields for decades?
That could not change the fact that he had sent people to hunt him and his family.
Moreover, with his parents and sister's whereabouts unknown, Zhou Lie had to pay the price for his past mistakes!
Zhou Lie got up from the ground, his straight nose brutally broken by Ye Kunlun's punch, blood gushing out.
Having served in the military for decades, he had only ever bled before his enemies. When had he ever been so disheveled!
He stared intently at Ye Kunlun, the anger in his heart imaginable.
Originally, when Ye Kunlun arrived in the capital, Zhou Lie had planned to play with him thoroughly, as the game had only just begun.
But Zhou Lie had never expected that the restrictions of the Jingxi Sanatorium would have no effect on Ye Kunlun, instead plunging him into a crisis.
Purple energy swirled around Zhou Lie, his aged eyes fixed on Ye Kunlun, bloodshot and increasingly so, like a raging lion.
Ye Kunlun watched Zhou Lie silently.
At this moment, a powerful soul fluctuation emanated from Zhou Lie, and the mark of a soul contract on his arm also lit up.
"You want to kill me? It won't be that easy!"
Zhou Lie spoke, his voice extremely hoarse, as if someone else was speaking through him to Ye Kunlun!
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, rustling the ancient tree in the courtyard and scattering countless leaves.
In an instant, the air filled with an immense, deadly aura.
The fallen leaves froze in mid-air, transforming into countless sharp edges, converging into a terrifying storm that attacked Ye Kunlun directly!
"Young Master, be careful!"
Wudao's heart turned cold, and he hurriedly warned Ye Kunlun.
Everything happened too quickly. Just as Wudao finished speaking, he was wounded by the leaves imbued with the terrifying killing intent, his body covered in countless bleeding gashes!
Ye Kunlun's gaze sharpened. He hadn't expected Zhou Lie's soul power to resonate with the ancient tree in the courtyard.
Nor had he expected the power unleashed by that ancient tree to be unaffected by the restrictions.
In fact, from the moment he entered the courtyard, he had noticed something special about the ancient tree, but he hadn't paid it much mind!
As a result, it had injured Wudao.
Ye Kunlun acted, sealing Wudao's vital points, stopping the bleeding instantly.
"Rest aside!"
Ye Kunlun's face was filled with killing intent as he unleashed his power, directly shattering the storm formed by the leaves.
Simultaneously, Ye Kunlun unleashed a palm strike, a "palm lightning," towards the ancient tree!
Zzzt—
Ye Kunlun's palm lightning split the ancient tree in two, setting it ablaze!
Pfft—
Suffering a backlash from the ancient tree, Zhou Lie's soul felt a tearing pain, contorting his face into a grimace.
"You, if you don't save me soon..."
Zhou Lie stared fixedly at Ye Kunlun, speaking to himself as if addressing someone else.
Ye Kunlun's divine sense was sharp, but he detected no other power fluctuations in the vicinity.
However, he remained on high alert.
After all, back in the Zhou family ancestral hall, an unexpected aura had protected Zhou Lie and allowed him to disappear from under his nose.
Ye Kunlun would absolutely not make the same mistake again!
"Today, no one can save you!"
Ye Kunlun released his power, sealing the small courtyard and isolating its aura from the outside world.
Ch—
With that, a sharp aura directly struck Zhou Lie, severing his right arm!
Zhou Lie grunted, his face turning even paler and more ferocious.
"Kill me, and you'll never know the secrets behind it, ha ha!"
Zhou Lie laughed madly, then bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of black blood!
That black blood transformed into countless crimson threads, connecting with the soul mark on Zhou Lie's arm.
"I will curse you..."
As Zhou Lie spoke, an evil power began to surge between the black blood and the soul mark.
Ye Kunlun vaguely saw a ferocious beast within the black blood, as if trying to break free.
"Curse technique!"
Ye Kunlun's expression shifted slightly. He clenched his fist, forming the character for "river."
"Zhou Lie, I never imagined you would know such an evil art. You truly deserve to die!"
Before Zhou Lie could complete his curse technique, Ye Kunlun instantly appeared before him and flicked his finger.
A cluster of scorching pure yang flames struck the soul mark directly!
Zzzt—
Ye Kunlun's flames landed on the soul mark, burning it and emitting crackling sounds accompanied by a thick, foul odor!
Ah!!
Zhou Lie screamed as the black blood dissipated, the curse interrupted.
"The curse technique originated from the Wu clan of Southern Xinjiang. It seems the person behind you is inseparable from the Wu clan of Southern Xinjiang!"
Ye Kunlun stared coldly at the extremely weakened Zhou Lie, his killing intent undiminished.
The recent use of the curse technique had consumed a large portion of his soul power, making him appear a dozen years older.
"Ha ha."
Zhou Lie, his voice barely a whisper, chuckled softly. "Ye Kunlun, kill me. You will never achieve the outcome you desire."
"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Ye Kunlun placed a foot on Zhou Lie's chest, a wicked smile appearing on his lips.