Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

"Jiang Han, you're very good."

As Ye Wusheng spoke, the mouthful of blood he had just spat out began to writhe strangely, then glowed with a rich blood light, like a long, blood-red snake rapidly spreading and climbing upwards, burrowing into the center of the white moon, instantly dyeing it a vivid and eerie blood red.

This was the first time in all these years that he had been forced into such a situation. Even when facing a target in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he had never been so embarrassed.

The opponent truly deserves to be called a peerless genius who, even before ascending to the Spirit Realm, has already caused various sects to fight each other openly and secretly, stirring up endless turmoil in the Spirit Realm. His actions were so sharp that they truly made people look at him with new eyes.

A hint of regret flashed in Ye Wusheng's eyes as he shook his head and said, "What a pity. This time, it was a close match between us. Next time we meet, it certainly won't end so easily!"

As they spoke, the blood moon began to rumble and tremble, the noise growing louder and louder. It gradually cracked open, emitting a blinding red light, showing signs of collapsing and disintegrating.

At the same time, strange crimson ripples spread out from the blood moon, obscuring the sky.

Wherever the crimson ripples passed, the space was sealed off by countless invisible, thread-like strands of crimson moonlight, densely occupying every inch of space and prohibiting anyone from approaching.

Between those threads, a chilling, destructive power was faintly emerging.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the blood moon trembled more and more violently, and then suddenly exploded.

Rumble——!

Blood splattered everywhere, as if a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage had self-destructed in front of him. The power was even more terrifying than a full-force attack from a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, the blood-red light carried an aura of annihilation, all of which blasted towards Jiang Han's location in a fan-shaped pattern.

A sudden sense of alarm arose in Jiang Han's heart. Instead of taking the hit head-on, he flashed away hundreds of miles, dodging the bombardment of the self-destructing blood moon.

A deafening roar erupted as a beam of blood surged past him, carrying terrifying power as it shot straight toward the horizon, stirring up a deafening roar.

Where the blood-red light struck, the earth and mountains were completely annihilated, space was shattered, leaving only a black crater nearly a hundred miles wide, and eventually thousands of miles wide and bottomless.

The surrounding space collapsed completely, and cracks even spread for hundreds of miles.

Such terrifying power was several times stronger than the power foreshadowed by the warning sign. If I had actually taken it head-on, I would probably have been seriously injured.

What a treacherous assassin! He even concealed his self-destructive spiritual pressure.

Jiang Han waved his hand to disperse the aftershocks, frowned and looked over, only to find the assassin shaking his head and sneering at him before turning and flying towards the distant formation.

The space was shaken by the aftershocks of the Blood Moon's self-destruction, becoming extremely unstable. He could no longer leave through the spatial rift, but too much Blood Moon power remained there, making it difficult for others to get close.

At the same time, Xuan Moyu suddenly accelerated his attack, quickly forcing Meng Qinghong back and retreating back into the formation.

The assassin beside Zheng Hanyun had already retreated the moment Jiang Han's situation deteriorated.

This assassination attempt seemed to have ended completely at this moment. The Sword Sect was attacked so suddenly, but no one was injured. On the contrary, the Moon Shadow Tower suffered a great loss, resulting in Ye Wusheng being seriously injured and losing a round of Blood Moon.

"Damn it, they got away!" Zheng Hanyun cursed angrily in a low voice.

Although he wasn't injured just now, he almost died in that instant. The assassin ran away quickly and was gone. He could only blame himself for not being able to stop him.

But this silent night is infuriating. They could have left quickly, but they insisted on flying slowly, clearly trying to annoy people.

"Stay calm, don't fall for his tricks."

Meng Qinghong advised, "That space is filled with his Blood Moon power; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it his domain. He thrives in it, greatly increasing his strength. But if you get close, you will be suppressed by the Blood Moon power, and your strength will be greatly reduced."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Han, who was approaching, and praised him with a smile:

"After this incident, your reputation will surely be even more renowned, and Moon Shadow Tower will no longer dare to attack you casually. This person has escaped, so be it. Next time you see him, just kill him decisively."

In his view, today's assassination attempt, though dangerous, was not fatal.

Having survived Ye Wusheng's attack, Jiang Han's strength will be recognized by everyone, and the Sword Sect's prestige will increase once again, putting it ahead of the Moon Shadow Pavilion.

Thinking of this, his expression turned cold, and he said with murderous intent, "Since Moon Shadow Tower dares to kill, if we meet again in the future, it will be a fight to the death!"

He said this to the disciples of the Sword Sect, and also to the Moon Shadow Pavilion.

If the other party doesn't give an explanation, then he'll go and get one himself.

Zheng Hanyun nodded vigorously and said, "Senior brother is right. If I encounter the people of Moon Shadow Pavilion again in the future, I will not hold back and will definitely avenge today's grudge with blood."

It's not just for him, but also for Jiang Han.

He had said before that he would protect Jiang Han, but this was only his second time going to war, and the other party was almost assassinated.

He was completely useless from beginning to end, and could only watch helplessly as the other party was in danger.

That moment was incredibly dangerous. It was only because Jiang Han had enough trump cards and suddenly unleashed a speed far exceeding his previous speed at the crucial moment that he managed to dodge Ye Wusheng's long-planned killing move.

If it had been any other mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator facing Ye Wusheng at that time, such as him, or Xiao Yue, or even someone else, they would have been ambushed by Ye Wusheng and severely injured or even killed on the spot.

Thankfully, Junior Brother Jiang had a trump card up his sleeve, otherwise we would have been in real trouble today.

With Senior Brother Meng around, Junior Brother Jiang will be fine, but Senior Brother Meng might be distracted and make a move, which would allow Xuan Moyu to take the opportunity to injure him.

Other Sword Sect disciples chimed in from the sidelines:

"Senior brother is right. These treacherous villains escaped too quickly. They really got off easy this time. If they dare to attack again, we will definitely kill them on the spot to avenge today's humiliation!"

Moon Shadow Tower doesn't only have Night Silence as an assassin; there are quite a few other assassins at the early Nascent Soul stage. Although they are no match for Night Silence, they are confident in dealing with the others.

However, it is truly remarkable that Junior Brother Jiang was able to escape unscathed from Ye Wusheng's assassination attempt and even forced the other party to flee.

It's only because we're in the lower realm right now. If such a major event had happened in the spirit realm, within ten days, Junior Brother Jiang's reputation would have resounded throughout all the major sects and families, with countless people singing his praises.

Just then, a voice filled with murderous intent suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Why wait until next time? The assassin is still there. I'll go and kill him now."

Jiang Han held his long sword at an angle, took a step, and vanished into thin air.