Jing Yulan fled, and without realizing it, she arrived at the spatial rift. All the guards protecting her had perished.
Seeing the pursuers drawing ever closer, Jing Yulan steeled her resolve and plunged into the spatial rift.
Meanwhile, the news of the Jing family's demise reached Ye Zhan's ears the very next day.
Ignoring his father Ye Qian Jue's obstruction, Ye Zhan galloped towards Chi Yue City.
What greeted Ye Zhan's eyes was the Jing family's courtyard, stained red with blood, and the corpses strewn everywhere.
The blood on the ground had flowed into a long river, and even after three days and three nights, it had not completely dried, testifying to the ferocity of the situation at that time.
Ye Zhan frantically turned over the bodies of all the women. Fortunately, Jing Yulan was not among them.
Although Ye Zhan had already received news of Jing Yulan's escape, it was only after personally confirming it that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, soon, Ye Zhan's heart clenched again. This was because he could not determine Jing Yulan's whereabouts, or whether she had escaped the clutches of danger.
"Someone!" Ye Zhan forced himself to calm down and shouted into the air.
"Here, Young Master!"
A voice echoed from the sky, but no figure appeared.
Ye Zhan was not surprised, as he knew his father had people secretly following him.
"Convey my order: mobilize all Ye family intelligence personnel. Search with all your might for the whereabouts of the target!"
"Yes!"
The voice responded, and the air vibrated.
Ye Zhan knew that person had gone to relay his order.
Soon, the voice returned, bowed to Ye Zhan, and said, "Young Master, someone saw the Young Madam heading east, into the Chi Yuan Blood Domain."
Ye Zhan clenched his fists and, without a word, summoned his contracted beast – the ancient, exotic Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow. He then sped towards the Chi Yuan Blood Domain.
The person sent by Ye Qian Jue, despite being a peak Divine King realm expert, was far slower than the ancient, exotic Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow.
In an instant, the figure disappeared from the other's sight.
The person dared not delay and quickly pursued eastward. However, after only a few steps, he had to stop.
For once one left Chi Xue City, they entered the domain of the Chi Yuan Blood Domain. Even with his peak Divine King realm cultivation and formidable stealth abilities, he could not enter the Chi Yuan Blood Domain. Otherwise, not only would he be in trouble, but Ye Zhan would also be implicated.
Ye Zhan, riding the Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow, moved like lightning and soon entered the heart of the Chi Yuan Blood Domain.
Fortunately, the Ye family had their own intelligence outposts in the Chi Yuan Blood Domain, so Ye Zhan quickly pinpointed Jing Yulan's movements.
A spatial rift!
Ye Zhan's gaze turned cold, and he urged the Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow to its maximum speed.
Soon, he saw Jing Yulan's figure.
However, at this moment, Jing Yulan was less than a hundred paces away from entering the spatial rift.
Behind her, more than a dozen figures in black were rapidly closing in.
"Yulan, no!"
Ye Zhan was so shocked he nearly fell off the Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow's back.
Jing Yulan, who had already despaired, suddenly heard Ye Zhan's anxious voice and thought she was hallucinating.
Jing Yulan chuckled self-mockingly and murmured, "I miss Ye Zhan so much that I'm hearing his voice."
"Ye Zhan, I'm sorry! If I am killed here by those black-clothed men, the Jing family will be utterly destroyed. To grasp a sliver of hope, I must enter the spatial rift! Farewell, my love! If I survive, I will return!"
Jing Yulan's eyes were resolute, and she walked with determined steps towards the spatial rift.
"Yulan, don't! I'm here! Stop!"
Ye Zhan was consumed by anxiety. Without waiting for the Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow to land, he leaped from the sky.
Hearing Ye Zhan's voice and confirming she wasn't hallucinating, Jing Yulan trembled all over and turned back in disbelief.
The moment Jing Yulan saw Ye Zhan, tears streamed down her face like a breached dam, blurring her vision.
"Ye Zhan, you're here! You finally..."
Exhausted, Jing Yulan's vision went black, and she fainted.
Ye Zhan performed several somersaults, dissipating the force of his descent, and finally landed beside Jing Yulan.
Looking at Jing Yulan, who lay on the ground in disarray, Ye Zhan's heart felt as if it would stop beating.
Ye Zhan extended a trembling hand and felt for Jing Yulan's breath.
Only when he confirmed that Jing Yulan had merely fainted did his heart begin to beat again.
Ye Zhan tenderly picked up Jing Yulan, carefully placed her on the Nine-Colored Pearl Sparrow's back, and commanded the bird to protect her well.
Then, he drew his long saber, his body radiating killing intent, and faced the dozen black-clothed figures.
"Die!"
Ye Zhan's icy voice, like a judgment from hell, chilled the surrounding air.
His long saber tore through the sky, a massive saber aura slashing towards the dozen figures.
Energy erupted, and the void itself was rent by the saber's might.
Everything around fell silent, as if sound had ceased to exist in this place.
These were a dozen black-clothed figures, each with peak Great God realm cultivation. But against Ye Zhan, who treated fighting above his level as commonplace and was in a fit of rage, how could they possibly resist alone?
"Block it together!"
The leader among the black-clothed figures, his eyes filled with terror, instinctively shouted.
Hearing this, the black-clothed figures raised their weapons and met Ye Zhan's attack.
"Boom!"
The sound of an energy explosion rang out, and the dozen figures were sent flying, crashing to the ground and kicking up a layer of dust.
Ye Zhan was also flung backward, slamming heavily onto the ground mere hundred paces from the spatial rift, spitting up blood violently.
The dozen black-clothed figures climbed to their feet, wiped the blood trickling from their lips, exchanged glances, and charged at Ye Zhan with their weapons.
Ye Zhan coughed up five or six mouthfuls of blood but, disregarding it, stood up and charged at the dozen figures with his saber.
"Boom!"
Their weapons met this time.
This time, the dozen figures did not attack in unison.
A roar sounded, and six dark figures were sent flying, gouging out six human-shaped pits in the ground.
Ye Zhan retreated six or seven steps, but before he could regain his balance, he charged forward again with his saber.
The remaining few black-clothed figures could not muster their strength together in time, and Ye Zhan dispatched them one by one, sending them flying.
Ye Zhan's bloodshot eyes exuded a terrifying ferocity.
He steadied himself and charged forward again, hacking at the six black-clothed figures who had just climbed out of the human-shaped pits, sending them flying once more.
The dozen black-clothed figures working together were no match for Ye Zhan. Now, being dealt with by Ye Zhan one-on-one, they were even more helpless.