5: Chapter 5 The Pursuit Arrives

The wind from the palm strike, accompanied by the sound of breaking air, slammed heavily into Zhao Hu's chest!

"Pfft—"

Zhao Hu spat out a large mouthful of blood as his chest caved in. The shock and resentment in his eyes froze as his body flew out of the cave like a kite with a broken string.

He crashed heavily onto the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped breathing.

Outside the cave entrance, the pursuers from the Three Great Families instantly fell into a dead silence.

Over twenty people looked toward the cave entrance in unison, staring at the youth walking out slowly, their faces filled with unbelievable shock.

"Steward Zhao... is dead?"

Someone spoke with a trembling voice, filled with uncontrollable fear.

Zhao Hu was a powerful second-level Martial Master Realm expert, yet he was killed by a single palm strike from a seventeen-year-old youth? How was this possible?

"That's... the Flowing Cloud Palm! It's Liu Ruyan's famous Martial Skill! How could this trash know it?"

"Wasn't he at the third-level Martial Artist Realm Peak? That aura just now... it was the Martial Master Realm! He made a Breakthrough?!"

Discussions broke out one after another. Their original arrogance and ferocity vanished, replaced by deep shock and unease.

Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing the Sun Family uniform. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. He was the Sun Family's third-level Martial Master leader, Captain Sun.

He stared fixedly at Ye Yun, sensing the undisguised first-level Martial Master Realm Peak aura on him. His brow furrowed, and his tone carried a hint of unbelievable ruthlessness.

"Ye Yun? I didn't expect a piece of trash like you to actually Breakthrough to the Martial Master Realm and even kill Zhao Hu! It seems the Ye Family has hidden quite a few secrets! However, a mere first-level Martial Master Realm Peak dares to act presumptuously before me?"

The two second-level Martial Master Realm Martial Artists nearby also regained their senses.

One was Lin Hao of the Lin Family, and the other was Zhao Feng of the Zhao Family.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing Killing Intent and greed in each other's eyes.

Killing Ye Yun would not only earn them a reward but also allow them to seize the secrets he carried. Perhaps they could even obtain the Perfection-level method of the Flowing Cloud Palm!

"Captain Sun, leave this brat to us!" Lin Hao grinned hideously and stepped forward, his second-level Martial Master Realm aura exploding.

"A green kid who just broke through dares to kill someone from our Three Great Families? Today, I'll definitely tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Zhao Feng was not to be outdone either. He drew the steel saber from his waist, the blade glinting with a cold light.

"Kill him and avenge Steward Zhao! That bitch Liu Ruyan won't be able to escape either!"

The two flanked Ye Yun from the left and right. Mystic Power condensed in their fists, feet, and blades as they launched a fierce assault, sealing off all of Ye Yun's evasion routes.

Ye Yun remained expressionless. The Hehuan Daoist Body made his perception of the surrounding aura extremely keen; their attacks seemed as slow as snails in his eyes.

His footwork was agile, as if he were strolling through a courtyard, easily avoiding Lin Hao's fist and Zhao Feng's saber.

At the same time, the Mystic Power in his palms condensed once more, pushing the Flowing Cloud Palm to its limit!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously!

Ye Yun's left palm struck Lin Hao's chest, while his right palm parried Zhao Feng's steel saber. The Perfection-level Flowing Cloud Palm was not only agile but also contained a fierce penetrating power.

Lin Hao felt a surge of majestic palm force pour into his body. His internal organs felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer. He spat out blood and was sent flying backward.

Zhao Feng's steel saber was knocked out of his hand by the palm force. His wrist went numb, and he stumbled back several steps, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Ye Yun.

"How is this possible? He's clearly only at the first-level Martial Master Realm Peak, so how can he be this strong?"

Zhao Feng cried out in shock. His contempt had long since vanished, replaced only by deep fear.

Captain Sun's expression changed completely, and a hint of gravity flashed in his gloomy eyes.

Ye Yun's combat strength far exceeded those of the same level, and he could even suppress a second-level Martial Master Realm opponent across levels. This was absolutely abnormal!

He shouted sternly.

"Everyone, attack together! Kill him! Whoever takes his dog life will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and a Cultivation Technique!"

Under the heavy reward, the eyes of the Martial Artist Realm pursuers instantly turned red. They drew their weapons one after another and lunged at Ye Yun like hungry wolves.

Over twenty people attacked at once. Their Martial Artist Realm auras intertwined, creating a significant sense of pressure. With blades flashing and Killing Intent surging, the scene was terrifying.

Ye Yun's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced!

He knew he was outnumbered and had to end the battle quickly!

The Tai Xuan Hehuan Scripture circulated frantically, and Mystic Power poured continuously into his limbs and bones. The Hehuan Daoist Body made his Physical Body strength far exceed those of the same level.

Even if he were struck by a weapon, it would only leave a shallow white mark.

"Flowing Cloud Palm: Thousand Shadows!"

Ye Yun gave a low shout as his figure wove through the crowd. Palm shadows flew everywhere like clouds filling the sky, each one containing solid Mystic Power.

Screams rang out one after another. Any Martial Artist Realm pursuer struck by his palm wind was either killed or injured.

Either their chests caved in or their Meridians snapped; they were simply unable to withstand a single blow!

"Ah! My arm!"

"Help! He's too strong!"

"This isn't a human, it's a devil!"

The screams and pleas for mercy from the pursuers intertwined. Their original rage and ferocity had long since disappeared, leaving only endless fear.

Watching the god-of-death-like Ye Yun and seeing their companions fall one by one, they were so terrified their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, losing even the courage to resist.

Captain Sun's heart bled as he watched this scene.

These were the elites of the Three Great Families, yet they were being slaughtered by Ye Yun like vegetables!

He let out a roar as his third-level Martial Master Realm aura exploded with full force. He condensed all his strength and struck a palm toward Ye Yun's back.

"Brat, go to hell!"

The palm wind howled with a world-destroying power, locking onto Ye Yun's aura and leaving him with nowhere to hide!

A warning sign flared in Ye Yun's heart. Just as he was about to turn and counterattack, he suddenly heard a cry of alarm from behind.

"Yun'er, watch out!"

It was Liu Ruyan's voice!

He subconsciously looked back and saw that Liu Ruyan had run out of the cave at some point, her pretty face deathly pale.

Her eyes were filled with worry and fear as she ran toward him.

It was in that moment of Divided Soul!

"Bang!"

Captain Sun's palm strike landed squarely on Ye Yun's back!

Ye Yun let out a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was sent flying by the massive force, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

A heart-wrenching pain radiated from his back. His Mystic Power became turbulent, and even his Meridians were jolted.

"Yun'er!" Liu Ruyan cried out piercingly, her steps quickening as tears instantly flooded her eyes.

"Hahaha! Good!" Seeing this, Captain Sun laughed wildly.

"You were distracted, weren't you? Brat, no matter how strong you are, you still took a palm strike from me! Kill him!"

The remaining two second-level Martial Master Martial Artists and the few Martial Artist Realm pursuers felt their courage reignite upon seeing Ye Yun injured.

They lunged toward Ye Yun one after another, their eyes fierce, wanting to take the opportunity to slay him.

Ye Yun lay on the ground, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth and his back in agonizing pain. However, his gaze grew colder, and a raging fire began to burn within!

How could he fall?

He still had to protect Liu Ruyan!

He still had to take revenge for the Ye Family!

"Ah—!"

Ye Yun let out a roar. The Tai Xuan Hehuan Scripture within him circulated frantically, and the self-healing ability of the Hehuan Daoist Body was triggered, rapidly calming his turbulent Mystic Power.

He suddenly flipped over and stood up, wiping the blood from his mouth. His eyes were like those of a wounded beast, filled with bloodthirsty Killing Intent!

"You all... deserve to die!"

Ye Yun's voice was bone-chillingly cold, carrying a terrifying sense of determination.