CHAPTER 262: CHAPTER 114: ONE-HIT KILL

"Divine Son, the remnants of Shang Kingdom have entered Yanpo Forest. Just as you anticipated, Fa Xiaoyi is indeed a Dark Element Demon Summoner. The Elder Council has sent word that while bringing back the Sky Sun Shuttle and the Earth Yin Shuttle, you must capture Fa Xiaoyi alive," Song Mu from the Divine Court said with utmost respect, standing beside the purple-eyed young man. Last night, he had just received the message from the Elder Council.

At this moment, if Yue Jinghua were here, she would certainly recognize that the purple-eyed young man was the same servant she had almost clashed with in Shang Palace.

The purple-eyed servant had changed out of his coachman’s attire, now wearing a white battle armor. The faint mist did not hide his tall stature; half of a moon-white mask covered his sharp and incomparable purple eyes.

"Is the Elder Council still engaged in such unspeakable deeds?" the purple-eyed young man’s lips moved slightly, his words piercingly cold.

Above Yanpo Forest, that Dark Element Five-star Pentacle was continuously absorbing energy.

"Everything the elders do represents the will of the divine, for the sake of all the people of the Eastern Continent," Song Mu, a typical believer of the Divine Court, upheld that the guidance from the court’s elders was always correct, and in addition to the divine, the Divine Son and Divine Daughter of the Divine Court, both endowed with peerless beauty and talent, were the most revered beings.

Despite some conflicts between the Elder Council and the Divine Son over the years, Song Mu always believed that one day there would be reconciliation.

"Song Mu, do not trust others too much, even if that other is a deity," around the purple-eyed young man a light purple Dark Energy Protective Shield appeared, dispelling the encroaching shadowy Evil Qi, "You stay on the perimeter, I alone will suffice to deal with that Dark Serpent."

As the Divine Son with the most unfathomable cultivation in five hundred years of the Divine Court, the purple-eyed young man did not give Song Mu the opportunity to reply; his figure, as if by instantaneous movement, vanished before Song Mu’s eyes.

Before him, the murky Evil Qi shied away from the purple Qi around his body, like prey fleeing a hunter.

On the outskirts of the forest, Xie San slowly approached the exit of the forest. Suddenly, he felt goosebumps creep up his spine, and hurriedly swung his Ghost Face Axe.

"Clang"—a spark, born from the clash of golden stone, burst forth in an instant.

"Who is it?" Xie San, unable to detect any monster’s presence, widened his eyes in shock upon seeing that flash of a sword shadow, "It’s you, that concealed elder, how despicable."

Xie San had never imagined that this kind of reclusive expert would stoop to such lowly antics to ambush him.

Due to the frantic running and ceaseless fear, cold and hot sweat alternated down Xie San’s back, and his highly strung nerves gave him the illusion he was on the verge of breaking down at any moment.

"An assassin who spends his days ambushing others, calling an ambusher despicable, aren’t you ashamed?" Unexpectedly, the sound that reached his ears was a crisp and pleasant female voice.

Above Xie San, a figure appeared in a flash; Yue Jinghua gracefully took her Small Cloud Trace Steps, her hand wielding the Lianyun Great Sword as it flowed like water performing Cloud Stacking.

Sword shadows piled on; Xie San had not expected that the elder who’d remained hidden would turn out to be a young woman.

He saw that half of her face was as beautiful as a blossoming flower, while the other half was covered with strange patterns. Such a visage provided an undoubtedly immense visual shock to Xie San when he saw it.

"Yue Jinghua," that cunning woman whom Xie Yu had defied the Assassin Alliance’s rules to side with; when Xie San realized Yue Jinghua’s true identity, although his heart was shocked, he immediately felt a sense of relief.

Despite not knowing where Yue Jinghua’s mysterious skills originated from, one thing was certain: given her young age and her family’s decline, it was impossible for her cultivation to be surprisingly advanced.

How could someone like her, born in a ruined family and only knowing how to rely on male relatives for protection, be a match for himself?

Xie San, who had always been extremely self-conscious about his disability since childhood, had put all his efforts into cultivation. He resented Xie Yu for his lifestyle of always being surrounded by beauties, and he also despised his own family for disqualifying him as an heir to the Killing God legacy because of his disability.

Therefore, when he learned that Xie Yu was infatuated with a woman who was not only ugly but also abandoned, he first rejoiced in the misfortune, thinking that the clan leader would revoke Xie Yu’s status as an heir. However, Xie Yu proposed that as long as he completed the mission of the Assassin Fortress, the family could no longer interfere in his personal affairs.

Xie Yu was the youngest among the inheritors of the Ten Great Killing Gods and was known for his heretical path, but his talent was indeed astonishing.

After Fa Canglian took away the Sky Sun Shuttle and the Earth Yin Escape, the Assassin Alliance began to decline in talents, having not produced a Dan Realm Expert for hundreds of years.

Xie Yu was the only new generation assassin who at the young age of twenty had already advanced to the Half Core Realm; after numerous unsuccessful attempts of coercion and bribery, the elder council outwardly agreed to Xie Yu’s demands. However, once Xie Yu entered the Assassin Fortress, they issued an order to kill Yue Jinghua.

To kill the love of Xie Yu’s heart, Xie San wondered what kind of expression would appear on that hateful face. With these thoughts in mind, his Ghost Face Axe glowed red-hot like iron, aiming precisely at Yue Jinghua’s throat, and chopping down fiercely.

He intended to kill Yue Jinghua and then bring back her corpse, making Xie Yu go insane, to let him know that even if he reached the Peak of assassins, he would still be alone.

A numbness spread through his feet, accompanied by a prickly pain, Xie San paid attention only to his body, neglecting his feet.

Beneath his feet, a pleasantly green Cannibal Dandelion raised its head and spat out a glob of sticky saliva.

Its leaves were full of sharp barbs that pierced into his legs, "Dare to bully my master, Little Shanshan, electrocute him."

"Zzzzz," almost simultaneously, from within the dense forest, a black Flash Mink Leopard descended from the skies.

Little Shanshan, who had fallen into a coma after the battle with the Land Crocodile Turtle, woke up shortly after Yue Jinghua entered Yanpo Forest.

Blue-purple electric light wrapped around the waist of the Flash Mink Leopard, crackling with energy, and with its mid-air Thunder Flash, multiple dense bolts of lightning fell like a storm.

Trapped below and simultaneously attacked by Little Shanshan and Yue Jinghua, Xie San was now caught between the hammer and the anvil, "Impossible," Xie San’s breath halted instantly as the Lianyun Great Sword had already plunged into his chest, and the Ghost Face Axe in his hand rolled onto the ground.

Yue Jinghua wiped the sweat from her forehead, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile, just as she was about to withdraw the Lianyun Great Sword.

Behind her, a faint sound of footsteps.

"Clap clap clap clap, well done," the man’s applause continued non-stop, "Yue Jinghua, it turns out this prince has always misjudged you."