Chapter 12: Eliminate After Use (1)

Above the sky, a man in a crimson robe stood suspended in the void, beneath the red cloth seeming to swirl an ominous black mist. His phoenix-like eyes held the chill of ancient glaciers that had never melted atop snowy peaks, while the sharp lines of his face betrayed an unmistakable ruthlessness and bloodthirst.

The black-clad men halted abruptly. Their leader ground his teeth fiercely. "Sir, why do you block our path?"

A trace of cold disdain flickered at the corner of the red-robed man’s eyes. "Was it not you who summoned me?"

The black-clad leader frowned. Besides His Highness, the Prince of Chen City, was there anyone else who dared call himself a lord? Yet, before he could dwell on it, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood. "It’s the Blood Sound Technique—protect your vital pulse, quickly!"

The leader responded swiftly, but his subordinates were not so fortunate. Several, with weaker cultivation and slower reflexes, began bleeding profusely from their orifices, collapsing to the ground with agonized howls.

Changge Yue realized that these men had not only been deafened but had their entire meridian networks shattered by the shock.

She raised her gaze to the man standing in the void—his visage breathtakingly beautiful, almost otherworldly, yet his demeanor was nothing short of monstrous.

With her keen insight, Changge Yue discerned that this man wished to end the lives of the black-clad men in an instant; yet, he had condemned them to suffer a fate worse than death—trapped between life and demise.

A faint, mocking smile curled on the red-robed man’s lips, though it failed to mask the murderous gleam in his eyes. He lifted a hand slightly, revealing beneath the black mist a pair of pale, slender hands—more exquisite than any woman’s—but Changge Yue harbored no illusions. Those delicate hands were likely as deadly as blades, severing souls and arteries alike.

"Are you intent on complete annihilation?" the black-clad leader growled through clenched steel teeth. He had perceived the man’s aura as ethereal, not overtly threatening, yet he had unwittingly provoked a fiend of death.

The red-robed man’s eyes glittered with scorn. "If I do not kill you all, it would be an insult to your cleverness."

"You!" Fear churned within the black-clad leader’s heart. They had a mission, but never had they expected to wager their lives here. "Though we cannot match you, this is the rear mountain of the Changge Estate. Even if you kill us, do you believe you can leave unscathed?"

Hearing this, the red-robed man’s face showed no trace of hesitation—only disdain. A cold, arrogant sneer passed over his countenance. "Changge Zian will have much to thank me for."

"Me?" Changge Yue frowned slightly. After the last struggle for succession in Jin City, not only was Crown Prince Zongzheng Wuqi executed, but the other princes had fallen victim to carefully orchestrated plots.

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