Chapter 99 Instantly Kills the Soul Sect Master
The middle-aged Soul Master convulsed in pain and roared.
"Let go!"
Ye Liuyun held on tightly, and his originally strong arm gradually became thin and bony, even emitting a rotten stench.
His arm shattered like porcelain.
The middle-aged Soul Master knew he was in deep trouble and turned to run away without hesitation.
The soul rings beneath Ye Liuyun's feet lit up.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black.
The four soul rings pulsed, especially the last one, a deep, inky black, which exuded a suffocating, chilling pressure.
That was a ten-thousand-year soul ring, a taboo that should never appear on a Soul Ancestor.
The middle-aged Soul Master's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his expression shifted from fear to despair.
That black hue was like a heavy hammer, shattering all his pride and confidence.
"Ten thousand...ten thousand years, the fourth ring? That's impossible!"
He fell to his knees with a thud, the sound of his knees hitting the bluestone slabs crisp and jarring.
His previous arrogance had vanished completely; now he trembled like a leaf, knowing that the person before him was no monster he could afford to offend, and tears streamed down his face.
"My lord, spare me! I am a retainer of the City Lord's Mansion, you...you can't kill me! The City Lord is a level 49 Soul Master, only one step away from becoming a Soul King. If he gets angry, Notting City will..."
He tried to make a last-ditch effort using the power of the city lord, hoping that the title of level 49 would make the young man in front of him wary.
Ye Liuyun looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as cold as if he were looking at a screaming ant.
"These are your last words?"
"No! Sir, I can give you money, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, countless thick Blue Silver Grass burst forth from the cracks in the bricks of the courtyard.
The Blue Silver Grass, having been baptized by the immortal herb, had leaves as hard as steel and covered with barbs. In the blink of an eye, it completely engulfed the middle-aged Soul Master.
The piercing scream stopped abruptly halfway through. The grass shrank, leaving only a patch of cold dust on the spot, the bloodstains greedily absorbed by the Blue Silver Grass.
The remaining six armored soldiers huddled in a corner, their spears scattered on the ground.
In their eyes, the Soul Master of Notting City, who was so unapproachable, was actually killed in an instant.
To them, that black spirit ring was an inexplicable demonic symbol.
Ye Liuyun turned around, the blood-stained corner of his clothes swaying slightly in the wind.
He stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the six soldiers who were trembling uncontrollably, and spoke in a terrifyingly calm tone:
"I'll wash up first. You all kneel outside and wait. Anyone who tries to run away will be killed."
Ye Liuyun took off his old clothes, which were soaked in blood, and let the cold well water pour down on his head.
He washed very carefully, rinsing every crevice between his fingers and every strand of hair repeatedly.
Reason became clearer than ever before under the stimulation of the icy water.
The transformation of his soul beast form was not a rebirth for him, but merely a continuation of his boring past life in a different form.
Today is just the beginning of his life.
He changed into an elegant long gown.
Ye Liuyun looked in the bronze mirror and tidied up his figure, which had become even more slender and upright after being baptized by the immortal herb.
The sacred aura of the immortal herb not only overshadowed his soul beast essence, but also added a touch of ethereal beauty to his already handsome appearance.
He tidied his long hair, and his originally cold aura was softened by his neat clothes, giving him the noble and aloof air that only a young master from a prestigious family could possess.
Ye Liuyun made up his mind to embark on a path of no return that would lead him to be an enemy of the world.
Anyone who blocks this road will die!
The sunlight shone on him at that moment, and he swaggered out the door, his movements exuding an unprecedented air of dominance and composure.
The six soldiers kneeling at the door heard footsteps and instinctively looked up, but were instantly stunned into not daring to breathe.
Where was the blood-soaked god of war standing before them?
He was clearly a top-tier aristocratic heir, possessing unparalleled elegance and yet exuding immense power.
"Lead the way."
Ye Liuyun stood with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at them, his gaze fixed on the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, his tone calm yet unquestionable.
"I want to see just how much official power a mere city lord can wield."
Six armored soldiers surrounded Ye Liuyun tremblingly, a scene that seemed extremely strange to passersby.
Logically, this should have been an atmosphere of solemnity and sternness, like that of someone escorting a serious criminal. However, Ye Liuyun, who was walking in the middle, was calm and composed. His clean long robe accentuated his imposing presence, while the soldiers around him lowered their heads and didn't even dare to take big steps.
The moment they stepped into the City Lord's Mansion, an atmosphere of extreme extravagance washed over them.
The pillars made of golden nanmu wood, the floor paved with white jade, and the winding corridors filled with precious exotic plants created a world completely different from the outside of Notting City.
Not long after entering the mansion, a middle-aged man with a gentle face and a scholarly air walked over with a frown. He was Su Zheng, the deputy city lord.
Looking at this strange scene, he asked in a deep voice:
"What crime has he committed? Why has he been brought to the inner palace?"
The soldier leader, his voice trembling, bowed and explained:
"Deputy City Lord…this person…he wiped out the Lightning Gang in the city last night."
Su Zheng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.
He knew very well that these gangs in Notting were openly and secretly helping the city lord to squeeze money out of the people, and now that this young man had killed their backer, he would naturally be arrested and punished.
In his eyes, this young man was nothing more than a chivalrous knight-errant who acted on impulse.
He sighed and waved his hand, saying:
"They're just a bunch of thugs who do evil deeds. Let him go. They're not in the way of our eyes."
But the six soldiers acted as if they hadn't heard anything, and remained standing firmly behind Ye Liuyun, not daring to move.
If you don't listen to the deputy city lord, the worst you'll get is a scolding or lose your job.
Those who don't listen to this person might die.
It's still possible to distinguish which is more important and which is less important.
Su Zheng frowned, knowing that the other party didn't take him seriously and only obeyed the city lord's orders. He stepped forward, patted Ye Liuyun on the shoulder, and said regretfully:
"What a pity, a young talent who didn't know how to adapt and ruined himself with his passion."
A sinister voice came from the back room:
"Su Zheng, you're meddling too much! Get out of here!"
Just then, City Lord Xiao Han, dressed in a purple-gold robe, strode out with a gloomy face.
He stared intently at Ye Liuyun, then suddenly his brows furrowed.
In his eyes, wiping out the Lightning Gang's rabble was not difficult; a Soul Master could easily defeat them one by one if he caught them off guard.
The difficulty lies in the fact that the young man in front of him was simply too young.
To have such strength at such a young age means that once he grows up, he will surely become a major threat.
"Unfortunately, a genius who doesn't grow up can't be considered a strong person."
Xiao Han sneered, his eyes revealing murderous intent.
"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for messing with the wrong person. In Notting City, I am the king."
He shouted without turning his head:
"Gu Tie! Hang this little bastard you brought back up there!"
The Gu Tie that Xiao Han mentioned was the middle-aged Soul Master at level 44 who had been instantly killed by Ye Liuyun.
In Xiao Han's opinion, since Ye Liuyun dared to obediently follow the soldiers into the mansion, he must have been dealt with by Gu Tie.
However, the hall was deathly silent, with only the crisp sound of the wind blowing through the beaded curtains.
"Gu Tie!" Xiao Han frowned and roared, "I'm calling you, where the hell have you been?"
Ye Liuyun kindly replied.
"He must have gone to the underworld."
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