Possessed by my father, I was reborn and became the supreme ruler.

Ye Yunjian and the Grand Elder were locked in a stalemate, the air thick with tension.

All eyes in the sect were on them, like countless luminous pearls, illuminating every muscle twitch on the Grand Elder's face.

He tried to remain calm and straighten his back, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner panic.

The tense atmosphere was like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.

Ye Yunjian slowly opened his left hand, revealing a dark red jade pendant in his palm, its shimmering light seemingly breathing.

"This was given to me by the Grand Elder himself, who said it would help me cultivate, but it almost caused me to suffer a qi deviation!" His tone was icy, and every word was like a sharp knife piercing the Grand Elder.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a letter, the envelope of which was clearly stamped with the Grand Elder's personal seal.

"This is a secret letter from the Grand Elder to the Demonic Sect, detailing his plan to frame me!" The Grand Elder's face changed drastically, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He argued forcefully, "You...you forged this! You'll stop at nothing to frame me!" His voice was sharp and trembling, like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.

Just as the argument between the two was escalating, Murong Feng suddenly stepped forward.

Instead of speaking up for Ye Yunjian, he turned to face the high platform and said loudly, "Sect Master, this disciple believes that this matter is of great importance, and I urge the Sect Master to make a decision personally!" The originally noisy scene instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes turned to the Xuanhuo Sect Master.

The Xuanhuo Sect Master slowly descended from the high platform, his majestic gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Upon seeing this, the Grand Elder hurriedly defended himself, even shifting the blame to his disciples.

The disciples, wrongly accused, turned ashen-faced.

Ye Yunjian took a deep breath and activated the Nine Revolutions Profound Fire Technique, instantly spreading a scorching aura.

He slammed his palm down on the stone pillar beside him, and the hard stone pillar instantly turned into dust!

Upon seeing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Master of Xuanhuo Sect

Ling Ji looked at the spirited Ye Yunjian with eyes full of admiration.

She rushed to Ye Yunjian's side, took his arm tightly, and beamed with a happy smile.

Ye Yunjian felt the softness of her arm, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Just as Ye Yunjian was immersed in the joy of victory, a small black bird suddenly flew in front of him, with a black letter tied to its claw.

He opened the envelope, his expression instantly turning serious... The letter contained only one sentence: "I've been watching you..."

The black letter, like a raven's feather, lay quietly in Ye Yunjian's palm.

The scarlet handwriting on the letter, like congealed blood, stung his eyes.

"Your revenge has only just begun..." These few words seemed to carry endless malice, swirling in his mind and refusing to leave.

Ye Yunjian's brows furrowed into a knot, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

Ling Ji and Murong Feng gathered around with concern, their curious gazes falling on the letter.

Ling Ji reached out to touch him, but Ye Yunjian subtly avoided her.

"What's wrong, Yunjian?" she asked with concern, her voice trembling slightly.

Murong Feng echoed, "Yes, what happened?" A suffocating atmosphere filled the air, like the calm before a storm.

The letter did not identify the assassin, nor did it reveal the time or place of the assassination; it only foretold the danger that Ye Yunjian was about to face.

This unknown fear is more unsettling than any overt threat.

Ye Yunjian's heart was in turmoil, and anxiety clung to him like vines, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He began to strengthen his defenses, setting up layers of arrays around his residence, like a trapped beast pacing anxiously in its cage.

Unlike other women who sought protection by hiding behind Ye Yunjian, Ling Ji chose to fight alongside him.

Her eyes were firm, and her tone was resolute: "Yunjian, don't be afraid, I will always be with you!" This sudden courage warmed Ye Yunjian's heart, and a warm current spread through his chest.

He gripped Ling Ji's hand tightly, feeling the warmth of her palm, and his heart was filled with strength.

As night fell, darkness enveloped the entire Xuanhuo Sect, as if ink had been splashed across the ground.

Ye Yunjian set up countless defensive formations around his residence, which shimmered with a faint light.

However, he was unaware that danger was already creeping close.

Shadow assassins, like ghosts, lurk in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike.

The tense atmosphere, like thick ink, permeated the air, making it suffocating.

With a "whoosh," a dark shadow flashed by, and the Shadow Assassin's attack came like lightning.

Ye Yunjian was prepared and easily deflected the first round of attacks.

His formidable strength startled the Shadow Assassin, who couldn't help but admire him secretly.

Ye Yunjian felt invigorated, and a surge of heroic ambition welled up within him.

"Yun Jian, keep it up!" Ling Ji's clear voice echoed in the night sky, like a clear spring, nourishing Ye Yun Jian's heart.

Hearing her encouragement, Ye Yunjian became even more determined, and his sword danced with even greater vigor.

Their feelings for each other deepened during the battle, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated between them.

As the battle intensified, Ye Yunjian gradually figured out the Shadow Assassin's attack patterns.

He began to fight back, unleashing a barrage of sharp sword strikes like a storm, forcing the Shadow Assassin into a retreat.

The disciples watching from the sidelines cheered and applauded Ye Yunjian's heroic performance.

Just as Ye Yunjian was about to achieve victory, the Shadow Assassin suddenly let out a chilling laugh and formed a strange hand seal.

A powerful energy fluctuation emanated from him, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Forbidden Technique - Blood Demon Descent!" The Shadow Assassin's voice was hoarse and sinister, tinged with madness.

He was enveloped in a crimson light, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

Ye Yunjian's expression changed drastically, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart... "Yunjian, be careful!" Ling Ji exclaimed, her voice filled with worry. "Forbidden Technique - Blood Demon Descent!" These words, like a demon crawling out of the deepest hell, gripped Ye Yunjian's throat.

He felt as if the air around him had become thick and sticky, and every breath felt like swallowing a mouthful of red-hot iron filings, burning with pain.

Before Ling Ji's "Be careful" had even fully landed, Ye Yunjian felt himself being locked in place by an invisible force.

The feeling... was like a frog being watched by a giant python, unable to do anything but wait to die.

He watched helplessly as thick, bloody light emanated from the Shadow Assassin's body. The bloody light seemed to have a life of its own, twisting and churning, and finally transforming into a hideous, blood-red demonic shadow!