Dragon Martial Sword Supreme

Upon hearing Ye Chenxiao's words, Nalan Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

He simply didn't believe it; as the second prince of Dajin Country, Ye Chenxiao would be unaware of what had occurred here.

After all, it should be noted that the geniuses from various countries were all arranged by Ye Chenxiao to stay here, and furthermore, Ye Chenxiao was responsible for their safety.

Nalan Yun was certain that the area surrounding the inns where the geniuses from different countries stayed was definitely filled with informants arranged by Ye Chenxiao.

That is to say, the moment the battle began, it's likely that Ye Chenxiao had already received the message.

However, he waited until now to arrive, and the purpose behind it was quite evident.

At the same time, the others also realized that Ye Chenxiao himself wished for Zhao Letian's death; even if he hadn't sent someone to kill Zhao Letian today, he was deliberately turning a blind eye to those assassins.

"Why have so many died? None of you were hurt, right?"

Although no one responded, Ye Chenxiao still looked at the corpses below and spoke to himself.

"Second Prince, such a fierce battle occurred in the city, and furthermore, in a location not far from the Royal Palace, yet not a single patrolling guard troop arrived to intervene. The defense forces of the Royal Capital of Dajin Country seem to be taking things a bit too lightly, don't they?"

Hua Qianyang looked at Ye Chenxiao and said with a deadpan expression.

"What? Has not a single patrolling guard troop arrived up until now? How could that be possible? Even I, the prince, received the message and rushed over with my personal palace guards. How could those patrolling not have heard the commotion? Damn it, those useless fools, it was a waste raising them."

Ye Chenxiao showed an expression of surprise and spoke angrily.

"Oh? Second Prince, aren't those Sect Martial Realm experts behind you part of the city's patrolling guards? I thought that after waiting for such a long time, you were finally willing to let them show themselves."

Hua Qianyang said with a mocking smile.

"Brother Hua jests. The city's patrolling guard troops belong to the forbidden troops of Dajin Country, which only the most prestigious princes have the authority to command. In other words, all the patrolling guard troops are under the command of my elder brother, Crown Prince Ye Zhenxiao of Dajin Country. How could I possibly give them orders?"

Ye Chenxiao shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"Are you implying, Second Prince, that it was Crown Prince Ye Zhenxiao who stopped the patrolling guard troops from coming here?"

Hua Qianyang said with a cold smile.

"Brother Hua, please don't speak nonsense. How could my elder brother stop the forbidden troops from dealing with conflicts within the city? Perhaps tonight the forbidden troops had other important matters and are understaffed."

Ye Chenxiao said with a more serious look.

"After saying so much, Second Prince, what you mean to say is that tonight's events have nothing to do with you, right? If that's the case, then there's no need to waste more time here. I believe everyone understands what's going on very well in their hearts."

Nalan Yun said with a mocking smile.

"That's not entirely true. Although the primary responsibility for this incident lies with the inaction of the forbidden troops, as the second prince of Dajin Country and also tasked with the heavy responsibility of protecting the safety of all the geniuses, I failed to prevent this battle in time. Thus, I too bear an inescapable responsibility. However, rest assured, everyone, I guarantee that something like this will absolutely not happen a second time tonight."

Ye Chenxiao looked around at everyone present and said earnestly.

"If that really is the case, then that is naturally for the best. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't stay any longer. Farewell."

Nalan Yun didn't want to listen to any more of Ye Chenxiao's insincere nonsense, dismissively said his part, and then directly turned into a streak of light, flying towards the Gray Wolf Kingdom's inn.

"Farewell."

Following him, Yanmoluo and Hua Qianyang also left.

"Clean up the scene, and let's go as well."

Ye Chenxiao ordered his subordinates.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The Sect Martial Realm individuals nodded, quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and then followed Ye Chenxiao in leaving.

Soon, everyone at the scene had dispersed, leaving only Xiao Yan of the Skyfire Country and his men, still hovering in the air with grim expressions.

Tonight's battle had cost the Skyfire Country the lives of more than a dozen Sect Martial Realm experts, so naturally, their mood was far from good.

Of course, what mattered most was not the Sect Martial Realm experts who had perished, but the fact that they had failed to kill Zhao Letian and had not retrieved the Green Lotus Demon Fire.

"Zhao Zilong was taken away by a High-level Sect Martial Realm expert. If you plan to look for him, you'd better bring more formidable experts, or else it'll only be a path to your doom. I've said all there is to be said; the rest is up to you."

At that moment, a person from the Thunder Swamp Country, hiding in a dark corner below, suddenly spoke up. His voice was elusive, echoing in the semi-void, making it hard to pinpoint his exact location.

"High-level Sect Martial Realm expert?"

The people from Skyfire Country, including Xiao Yan, exchanged glances, their faces showing shock.

High-level Sect Martial Realm experts, just below the King-level, were the mightiest warriors. Without the presence of King-level experts, they were invincible. Facing a High-level Sect Martial Realm expert, even with their backgrounds, would be a tremendous headache.

"Hmph, you may evade the first day, but not the fifteenth. If he's lucky enough to survive today, he will be the first one I strike down once we enter the Imperial Secret Realm."

Xiao Yan snorted coldly, his eyes flickering with a cold murderous intent, and then left with the rest of the Skyfire Country's men.

At the same time, deep within the Royal Palace of the Dajin Country, a young man in golden robes was practicing secluded cultivation in a secret chamber.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, a Martial Artist clad in a black cloak, like a spectral ghost, appeared outside his secret chamber.

"How did it go? Where's his head?"

The voice from within the secret chamber carried a powerful oppressive force.

"Your Highness, the mission failed, he escaped, and all of our men are dead."

The cloaked Martial Artist responded.

"Three Middle Stage Sect Martial Realm individuals, plus a second-level High-Stage Array, and you're telling me you still couldn't take down someone in the True Martial Eighth Realm? When did the Ghost Shadow Sect become so useless?"

The youth in the secret chamber spoke sternly, his voice showing neither happiness nor anger, only endless indifference.

"Originally, his death was certain, but at the critical moment, a High-level Sect Martial Realm individual intervened and took him away."

The cloaked Martial Artist explained.

"A High-level Sect Martial Realm individual? Send someone to investigate immediately. There are not many High-level Sect Martial Realm individuals in the city. Find him and execute him without question. Remember, my patience is limited. You have already failed three times; three strikes and you're out. Don't disappoint me again, or there will be no need for the Ghost Shadow Sect to continue existing."

The young man in golden robes spoke indifferently.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The Martial Artist outside was shocked, and his figure vanished into the darkness in an instant.

At the same time, in a small civilian courtyard far from the Royal Palace, the black-clothed mask-wearing individual with High-level Sect Martial Realm skills finally set Zhao Letian down.

"It's been seventeen years. How have you and your mother been?"

The black-clothed masked individual said to Zhao Letian, his voice trembling slightly while facing away from him.