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

"Meng Qinghong!!"

Xuan Moyu shouted angrily, "Don't forget who he is! If something happens to him here, the Ye family will never let this go!"

"The Ye family? Hmph!" Meng Qinghong's voice was icy. "Don't forget who Jiang Han is. He is someone the patriarch values. You dare to kill him, which means you are now at odds with the Sword Sect."

"If the Ye family dares to make the slightest move, the Sword Sect will mobilize the entire sect to wipe them out!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and released three flying swords. The sword light shone brightly in the sky, and the biting coldness froze the void, suppressing Xuan Moyu there and preventing him from escaping.

He was actually quite surprised, surprised that Jiang Han could do something like this.

He was ready to step in to help, but he didn't expect that the other party would break through the suppression of the Eternal Night Shadow Realm on his own and gain the upper hand in one move, suppressing and beating Ye Wusheng.

But since Jiang Han has done what he was supposed to do, he should also do his own thing, stop others, and make sure no one can disturb Jiang Han.

"Jiang Han, don't listen to Meng Qinghong's nonsense. The Ye family is not one you can afford to offend. If Ye Wusheng really dies at your hands, after you ascend to the Upper Realm, you will face endless pursuit."

Seeing that he couldn't get through to Meng Qinghong, Xuan Moyu decided to use this to intimidate Jiang Han.

"Even if you hide in the Sword Sect, you will be nervous and unable to concentrate on your cultivation. You may even develop inner demons."

"Moreover, no matter how strong the Sword Sect is, it is impossible to have a great cultivator guarding you at all times. Once they relax their vigilance even slightly, that will be the time of your death."

You need to think this through carefully. Is it really worth inviting such a formidable enemy for a moment's pleasure?

He didn't really care about Ye Wusheng's life. Now that Yueyinglou had made a careless move and was forced into a corner, it made no difference whether Ye Wusheng was seriously injured or dead.

But he had to try, at least to ensure that he wouldn't be implicated in this matter.

"..."

They were speaking quite loudly, but Jiang Han never glanced at them once.

A wisp of black lightning emerged from his palm, connecting to the hollow lightning sphere and enveloping Ye Wusheng within it.

Ye Wusheng's primordial spirit, which had been trembling uncontrollably inside, feeling doomed, suddenly heard Xuan Moyu's words, and a desire to survive appeared on his face. He forced a smile and said:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, we don't have much of a grudge. I just wanted to spar with you this time. There's no need to make enemies."

"Besides, what Senior Brother Xuan said makes a lot of sense. If you kill me, it will cause a lot of trouble. It would be better to let me go. Not only will our grudges be settled, but we can also gain the friendship of the Ye family. That would be a great benefit."

I heard you like rare and precious materials, spirit stones and valuables. If you let me go, I can give you all of these, I'll give you lots and lots..."

Jiang Han ignored him. After checking and ensuring that there was no way out, the lightning ball exploded without warning. All the black lightning struck inward, crackling and shattering Ye Wusheng's primordial spirit into pieces.

Xuan Moyu's admonitions and Ye Wusheng's seductive pleas for mercy vanished at that moment.

Ye Wusheng's primordial spirit didn't even let out a scream before turning into ashes and dissipating.

But that wasn't all. More annihilation divine lightning erupted from Jiang Han's palm, bombarding him for nearly ten breaths until all the flying ash was shattered into dust, and the space around them became unstable. Only then did the thunder gradually subside.

A faint smell of burning permeated the surroundings. Jiang Han raised his hand, pinched a speck of black powder that had fallen, gently crushed it, and flicked it away to make sure there were no impurities inside.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he took all the storage rings and magical artifacts that the opponent had dropped and put them away.

Only then did he raise his eyes to look at Xuan Moyu, whose face was gloomy, and asked in confusion:

"Why are not you talking?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Xuan Moyu's face. He hadn't expected that even at a time like this, this kid would still be in the mood to joke with him.

What nonsense! The man is dead, what else can he say?

To be honest, this kid is really too exaggerated. According to the rumors, he does have the strength to crush a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. However, being able to crush is one thing, but being able to kill is another.

That's why Ye Wusheng didn't take him too seriously, treating him only as a slightly more powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Unexpectedly, because of this moment of carelessness, Ye Wusheng lost his life here.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't have believed that someone at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm could survive Ye Wusheng's assassination attempt, and even chase after Ye Wusheng and kill him, turning him to ashes, truly turning him to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

If he had known this kid was so monstrous, he should have changed his strategy today. He shouldn't have confronted the Sword Sect head-on. He should have talked to them first, avoiding a fight if possible, and exchanging some benefits for the inheritance.

Thinking of this, Xuan Moyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Previously, Luo Li kept emphasizing not to kill or kill anyone. Was it because she had already seen through this kid's strength and was deliberately saying this to avoid the issue?

Unfortunately, he found out too late; Night Silence was already gone.

"It's too late to say anything more now."

Xuan Moyu blocked Meng Qinghong's attack, shook his head, and retreated:

"I will report today's events to the sect truthfully. The rest is up to you and the Ye family to settle your scores."

These words were so funny that Meng Qinghong burst out laughing:

"You think you can escape by washing your hands of this so cleanly?"

Xuan Moyu didn't speak again, but slowly disappeared as he retreated, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if he were thinking about something.

Meng Qinghong kept staring at the other person until they completely disappeared before turning her gaze to Jiang Han with great surprise.

After a battle against a higher-level opponent, the opponent was not injured at all, and even his aura was as stable as ever, clearly indicating that he had not exerted much effort.

What's wrong? Ye Wusheng is already very strong. Could it be that Junior Brother Jiang hasn't used his full strength yet?

That's really a bit too outrageous.

"Amazing!"

Zheng Hanyun quickly stepped forward, flew to Jiang Han's side, looked him up and down, and muttered:

"You really aren't injured? Junior Brother Jiang, you were able to overwhelm Ye Wusheng without sustaining any injuries yourself. I doubt anyone would believe that."

"However, Junior Brother's Annihilation Divine Lightning is truly powerful. It even reduced a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to ashes. I wonder when I, Senior Brother, will have such an opportunity."