Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Although Chen Pingping had avoided everyone, Chong Tower was skilled at tracking, and no one knew where they might appear next.

Just a few days later, news of Chen Pingping's severe setback spread from Chong Tower.

Many powerful forces laughed. Those young talents curled their lips, with only one comment: "I thought he was more impressive."

In the depths of Luo God Mountain, Chen Pingping had erupted with tremendous power, shocking everyone to the point they dared not act rashly.

But on reflection, no matter how strong he was, or what battle strength the one behind him possessed, they were ultimately outsiders.

Could they alone, with a single Sacred Soldier, hope to contend against the entire Central Continent?

「Martial God Academy.」

Liu Changqing's eyes snapped open, his gaze burning. "This is an opportunity. No matter what, we must obtain the Yuan World."

Since returning from Luo God Mountain, he had been collecting records about the Yuan World. He finally concluded that the Yuan World was something that had fallen from the Heavenly Road.

It was of great significance.

Elsewhere, the Saintess also made a decision and left with great strides.

"This is troublesome," Zhou Boyi murmured, his expression grave.

"Well... what does it have to do with us?" Zhou Yunchang asked nonchalantly from beside him. "Brother Zhou, could you tell me how you lost to Liu Changqing back then?"

Zhou Boyi's face stiffened.

A few days later, more news spread: Chen Pingping had been spotted in the Northwest Region. Countless powerful experts hurried there.

「Chaoge City.」

It was an ancient city. Its high walls had many cracks and a dull color, with moss growing in many places, exuding an air of age and vicissitude.

It was also a city not ruled by any particular force.

A powerful entity had always guarded it, so even the two great superpowers dared not act rashly there.

Over time, Chaoge City became a free area.

Powerful Loose Cultivators, once-famed geniuses, and Cultivators fleeing assassination all sought refuge in this city.

Over time, Chaoge City became a melting pot of characters, giving rise to so-called 'local snakes.'

When their pursuers—powerful enemies—caught up and saw Chaoge City from afar, they hesitated for a moment but still decided to enter.

「Inside the city!」

A strange group was moving towards its depths.

"Senior Brother, I will definitely save you," Zi Ji whispered. Her eyes were firm yet tinged with sadness, and she kept looking back every few steps as if fearing something.

But she knew this was no time for fear. Her Senior Brother was in a coma, his life hanging by a thread. She was his only reliance. If she gave in to fear, both of them would be doomed.

She quickly led Lao Huang forward.

The Earth Chicken beside her was also on alert, while Mao Qiu remained calm, seemingly unaware of any danger.

HUM!

Suddenly, a flash of Sword Intent, unadorned and devoid of light, pierced through the crowd.

Threads of Sword Intent sliced through the air, instantly erupting with chilling killing intention...

Zi Ji's expression changed drastically, and she prepared to act.

Lao Huang stomped its hooves, its invisible aura rapidly spreading. However, the killing intention still pierced through, grazing Chen Pingping's body.

"Damn it!" Zi Ji cursed.

Chong Tower!

An ordinary-looking, scruffy-faced middle-aged man emerged from the crowd. After thrusting out with his sword, he disappeared once again, nowhere to be found.

Zi Ji stood on the bustling Long Street, angry yet helpless.

The assassin from Chong Tower had arrived. As just a minor Cultivator, she could do little.

Lao Huang decisively fled with Chen Pingping.

A few minutes later, another streak of Sword Intent pierced the air...

"Will this ever end?" Zi Ji burst out in rage.

But she never expected that this time... the Sword Intent was aimed at her. A sickening thud echoed as her body was violently thrown backward.

The crowd erupted into chaos and fled. The assassin vanished once more.

CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!

The Earth Chicken strode out and casually set up an Array.

The assassin hidden in the darkness was taken aback. "An Array?"

His third attack failed to penetrate the Array—the assassin furrowed his brows.

His first sword strike should have killed Chen Pingping, but it had not.

His second sword strike should have killed Zi Ji, but she was still alive, her life force still pulsing.

Now, his third sword strike had been blocked by a baffling Array.

HUM!

The fourth sword strike, the fifth sword strike…

The assassin kept striking, but the Array was strong. It wasn't until the eighth sword strike that the strange Array finally shattered. Yet... he could no longer see his targets. He was stunned.

Such a thing had never happened in the history of Chong Tower.

A powerful and fearsome assassin, after eight strikes, had not managed to kill his targets, but had instead let them escape.

After a long pause, he turned and left.

Murong Hua approached him.

He said helplessly, "They didn't die."

"I saw," Murong Hua said, his eyes wide. "How many times did you draw your sword?"

"Eight times!"

"How many times did you draw it when you assassinated the Saint Heir back then?"

"Three swords."

The answer was spine-chilling.

He had assassinated the previous generation's Saint Heir. At the time, the Saint Heir's cultivation was at the Peak State of the Divine King, just one step from the Imperial Path.

And he had killed him with just three swords.

This was a startling achievement.

But now, he had used eight sword strikes and still failed to eliminate the two targets.

The assassin felt utterly helpless but said, "I will complete the mission."

Murong Hua said, "You are Chong Tower's best assassin, your strength top-notch. I trust you. But... everyone is now looking for the Yuan World. Do you understand?"

The assassination targets had become secondary; the Yuan World was now the key.

Many people came searching: major powers, powerful individuals, Loose Cultivators, and countless young prodigies.

But as time passed, Chen Pingping and Princess Zi Ji seemed to have vanished without a trace.

Guang Xiaoyu only received the news half a month later. Her face immediately darkened, her anger burning and her killing intention frigid. "Great Zhou, Chong Tower, the Bai Family—very well! Daring to target my Senior Brother? None of you will escape!"

Liu Yuhui was startled and wiped away cold sweat. Why are there more enemies? Wasn't it just the Bai Family? He was very anxious.

Several days later, Guang Xiaoyu also arrived in Chaoge City. Compared to Chen Pingping and Zi Ji, her presence was far less noticeable.

Upon entering Chaoge City, she attracted no attention.

But every time Liu Yuhui looked at her, he could feel her suppressed rage. He suspected that if she encountered anyone on her list, she would attack on sight.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but say, "So many people are looking for your Senior Brother, but there's been no news so far. This means your Senior Brother is very safe."

"Shut up!"

"…"

Being safe was one thing; taking action was another entirely. Her logic was always simple: debts of gratitude and revenge were clearly distinguished.

Suddenly, Guang Xiaoyu raised her head and quickly set down her teacup. She stared down Long Street, where someone had caught her attention.

Chong Tower. The assassin.