The piercing arrow shot into the sky, followed by a colossal explosion that reverberated through the heavens, its sound reaching a hundred miles.
Wei Zhong, covered in blood, lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on Ye Ling. He roared, "You mere ruffians of the martial world, all of you are ignorant of the heavens and earth! You have no idea what kind of great figure you've provoked!"
"Beneath ten thousand iron cavalry, even with your myriad martial skills, you'll be crushed into a meat paste!"
Wei Zhong shrieked, his eyes bulging as if he intended to engrave Ye Ling's image into his very soul.
Even if Ye Ling fled now, he would issue a wanted poster across the entire Wu Dynasty, leaving Ye Ling with no place to hide!
However, the more ferocious Wei Zhong appeared, the more pity the surrounding onlookers showed him.
The deranged Wei Zhong was utterly blind to reality.
With Ye Ling's strength, what could even all the surrounding soldiers and the Embroidered Uniform Guard do if they were all mobilized?
Wei Zhong's hysteria was utterly meaningless, serving only to hasten his own demise.
Meanwhile, seeing Wei Zhong's state, Wu Mei turned to Ye Ling and said, "My husband, you must be careful... Wei Zhong is currently a favored official of the Emperor, his power so great it can blind the Emperor's judgment. It was even he who forced the Burning Lamp Sect into existence!"
"So, you wish for me to let him go?" Ye Ling asked Wu Mei.
"No! Quite the opposite!" Wu Mei immediately shook her head, a murderous intent flashing in her eyes. "If we let him return alive this time, it will surely bring endless trouble!"
She was the Eldest Princess of the Wu Dynasty. Although she was currently being persecuted by the court, she still did not wish for the Wu Dynasty to plunge into abyss.
The Wu Dynasty was already plagued by internal strife and external threats. If Wei Zhong were allowed to continue his reckless actions, causing the Wu Dynasty to fall out with Ye Ling, then in the near future, the entire Wu Dynasty might cease to exist!
Even though killing Wei Zhong would bring her countless troubles, compared to the annihilation of the Wu Dynasty, those troubles were minor.
"You think he should be killed?" Ye Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Wu Mei with surprise. "I don't particularly care, but if Wei Zhong dies here today, you won't be able to escape responsibility. Aren't you afraid the Emperor will hold you accountable?"
Ye Ling could clearly see that since Wei Zhong dared to come here alone, and acted so arrogantly after being crippled, he must have had some backing, certain that Wu Mei would not dare to kill him.
Now that Wu Mei was suggesting to eliminate Wei Zhong, it must have been a decision made with great resolve.
In response to Ye Ling's question, Wu Mei merely shook her head gently. "Compared to those troubles, I believe the hidden danger of Wei Zhong surviving is far greater!"
"Moreover, with your strength, my husband, there's no need to be provoked by a treacherous villain like Wei Zhong. Kill him if you must, do as you please, without regard for me."
"Wu Mei! You dare to kill me?" Wei Zhong roared upon hearing Wu Mei's words. "I am a favored official by the Emperor's side, and I have countless party members in the court. If I die, do you know the severe consequences?"
"Just stop talking!"
Ye Ling casually flicked a small stone, tearing apart Wei Zhong's mouth along with half his face, silencing him. He could only roll on the ground, clutching his torn face.
The surrounding martial monks, witnessing Ye Ling's ruthless methods, all held their breath, further convinced that Ye Ling was a bloodthirsty demon!
Wu Mei looked at Wei Zhong writhing on the ground, swallowed, and then said to Ye Ling, "Let me kill Wei Zhong. I am the Eldest Princess of the Wu Dynasty. If I kill Wei Zhong, even if the Emperor is furious, he won't do anything to me."
Ye Ling could see what Wu Mei was thinking and chuckled, "Wu Mei, in fact, all your worries are unnecessary. I don't care about those troubles."
"What's more, some troubles... won't disappear just because you try to avoid them."
"On the contrary, the more you hide, the more troubles you attract... The best way to completely escape trouble is..."
As Ye Ling spoke, he slowly walked towards Wei Zhong, who was rolling on the ground, "to extinguish the source of the trouble."
*Bang!*
Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged as he ruthlessly stomped down, crushing Wei Zhong's head!
Wei Zhong's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering crimson blood in all directions. All the martial monks who had gathered to watch were stunned into silence, feeling nauseous.
Wei Zhong, the Grand Eunuch and Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, had his head crushed like this?
The bloody scene before them assaulted the nerves of every monk present.
Bai Lan, however, acted as if she had seen Ye Ling step on an ant to its death, her emotions unchanged. She simply led her horse over and asked, "Master, Mistress, can we set off?"
The surrounding martial monks, seeing a cute girl smile so sweetly at the bloody scene, felt that Bai Lan was also a demon cloaked in a beautiful human skin!
This master and disciple... from which hell did these devils crawl out?
The martial monks looked at Ye Ling and Bai Lan, cold sweat breaking out all over their bodies.
"You and Wu Mei set off first. I still need to clean up here."
"Clean up? Isn't that guy dead?" Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, then she sensed a large contingent of troops approaching.
Sensing the approaching army, Bai Lan immediately realized something. She quickly pulled Wu Mei onto the horse and said, "Mistress, let's set off first. We don't need to wait for Master."
"But..."
"Master still has to collect the body of that eunuch. Master can handle this alone, so we shouldn't get in the way."
Bai Lan pushed Wu Mei onto the horse, then sharply slapped the horse's hindquarters, sending Wu Mei galloping away.
"Master, we'll wait for you ahead!" Bai Lan mounted her own horse, smiled at Ye Ling, and then, under the watchful eyes of the martial monks, rode away.
"This girl... quite quick-witted."
Ye Ling watched Bai Lan's retreating figure, smiled and shook his head, then his aura shifted. He narrowed his eyes and smiled at the surrounding monks, "Esteemed monks, what happens next, please do not spread it around!"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, the martial monks exchanged glances, not yet understanding what Ye Ling meant, when they felt the ground begin to tremble.
The monks looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large number of cavalry approaching them from not far away.
"The Imperial Guard's iron cavalry? How did they appear here?" The martial monks exclaimed in unison upon seeing the vast cavalry, their faces once again filled with horror!
The shock they had experienced today was almost exceeding all the shocks they had encountered in the first half of their lives!
After all, the capital was a thousand miles away from Tianyin Temple, and the Imperial Guard, specifically tasked with protecting the capital, suddenly appearing here could only mean one thing...
The Emperor was also nearby!
Why would the Emperor come here?
The monks dared not imagine.
However, just as the monks were in shock, they witnessed another scene that would be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
Ye Ling suddenly erupted, transforming into a black blade that cleaved the hard earth, charging towards the Imperial Guard's iron cavalry alone.
The next moment, the black torrent of cavalry was forcefully cut open by Ye Ling!
Crimson blood stained the earth!
Witnessing Ye Ling charging into the army alone, the monks felt as if they were seeing the prowess of the "Angry Sea Monk" who single-handedly fought against a hundred thousand troops in the past.
However, it was different...
The Imperial Guard's iron cavalry of the Wu Dynasty were all elites, each capable of fighting a hundred men, their strength far exceeding the hundred thousand troops that the Angry Sea Monk had faced back then!
What Ye Ling was accomplishing now was infinitely more difficult than what the Angry Sea Monk had done in the past!
This Cang Mo Swordsman, Wang Li Ren...
What kind of master was he?