93: Chapter 93 Invading the Sword Prison

Ye Yuan did not continue to speak about what happened afterwards.

But given Ye Yuan's nature of hating evil, Ye Jingjun could easily guess.

He must have taken action directly at that time.

This was what drew the siege from the resident elders of the Penglai Sect and the Prefectural Governors Residence.

The commoners listened to Ye Yuan's words with eyes splitting from rage.

Sounds of angry curses and bitter weeping rose once again.

On Ye Yuan's side, he continued to speak.

He changed the subject.

"Jingjun, did you know... when your father was young, Zhao Feng and I were known as the 'Twin Jades of Youzhou'."

"Before he died, he made a pact with me."

"To overthrow this corrupt and decrepit Great Ning, which treats its people like blades of grass, and establish a new order."

"So that the common people of the world can live and work in peace."

Relying on his senses, Ye Yuan turned his head in the direction of Ye Jingjun.

He deliberately raised his voice so that the surrounding commoners could hear what he was saying.

Ye Jingjun could even hear some commoners whispering, saying things like "If it were me, I would follow Sword Immortal Ye and do it."

Such words, heard by commoners whose families had just been poisoned by the government.

Were equivalent to the most effective incitement.

"But after Zhao Feng died, I never fulfilled the pact I made with him."

"Not only because of my damn nature, but also because."

"Ye Jingjun, your existence."

"I both want to fulfill the pact with my brother—a desire that is also the primary task for my Sword Heart to reach clarity."

"But I am also afraid that you will be drawn into this surging torrent."

"In a situation where it is difficult to take care of both sides, my cowardly nature began to act up again."

"I have been hesitating, I have been evading..."

Ye Jingjun's delicate body trembled violently.

After hearing this speech from Ye Yuan, many questions could be answered.

For example, why Ye Yuan had been very cold to her a while ago, and even sent her to the Penglai Immortal Sect.

Because during that time, Ye Yuan was trying to make her let go of the father-daughter bond between them.

Only by settling her down could Ye Yuan complete his pact without any burdens.

However, after investigation, the Penglai Sect itself had significant problems, let alone becoming a place for Ye Jingjun to settle down.

This issue was therefore dropped.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yuan's mouth.

Many times before, he had been dropping hints.

At this moment, he knew he should tell Ye Jingjun the truth that was already very obvious.

"Ye Jingjun, your origin..."

"I have never taken a wife in my life, you are not... Ye Yuan's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred.

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

Countless sharp sounds of breaking through the air rang out from all directions.

Sword energy, Taoist arts, and talisman light, like a storm, instantly enveloped the entire ruin.

"Audacious Ye Yuan, colluding with demons, murdering imperial officials and Immortal Sect elders, you deserve death!"

"And that Sea Demon, daring to assist the evildoer, capture it as well!"

Amidst the sharp shouts, dozens of figures appeared like ghosts, surrounding the ruins.

The leaders had deep and profound auras, and were clearly elders in the attire of the Penglai Immortal Sect, whose cultivation levels were no lower than the resident elder of the Penglai Sect whom Ye Yuan had killed earlier.

And behind these elders, several experts from the Great Ning Xuntian Division also appeared.

When these people saw Ye Yuan, their faces immediately revealed expressions like hunters seeing prey.

It was obvious.

These people had a "blood feud" with Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan's flight all this way was thanks to their pursuit.

The shocking commotion at the Prefectural Governors Residence and the fall of the elder finally brought in the subsequent forces of the Penglai Immortal Sect and the imperial court.

This group of reinforcements numbered several dozen.

None of these martial artists had a cultivation level below the fifth rank.

And there were three who were Seventh-Rank Martial Artists like Ye Yuan.

If Su Chen's human transformation time were still available, and Ye Yuan were not injured.

Perhaps they could really put up a fight against them.

But under the current situation.

Even with Ye Yuan's exquisite swordsmanship, it was absolutely impossible for him to be their match.

"Not good!"

Cang Mingyue's face changed drastically, and she instantly propped up a cerulean water curtain to block in front of Ye Yuan and Ye Jingjun.

The water curtain rippled violently under the dense attacks, and before long, it was on the verge of shattering.

A fifth-rank demon race, the water curtain released could last so long in front of so many martial artists whose strength far exceeded hers.

This already demonstrated her terrifying talent.

Ye Yuan pushed Ye Jingjun away violently and roared hoarsely at Cang Mingyue.

"Go! Take Jingjun and leave!"

"As far away as possible, don't worry about me!"

He didn't know where he summoned his last burst of strength, but he grabbed the su chen sword beside him.

He staggered to his feet and actually took the initiative to meet the sky-filling attacks.

Ye Yuan let out a hearty laugh.

Having evaded so many times, he finally had the courage to make a choice from his heart.

"Penglai, Imperial Court, you pack of jackals wearing human skin."

"If you want to kill me, today I, Ye Yuan, will collect the debt owed to Zhao Feng!"

"Don't take his head yet, keep him alive."

The voice of the leading Xuntian Division official rang out faintly.

The various martial artists surrounding Ye Yuan nodded one after another.

In an instant, Ye Yuan was surrounded by enemies.

Sword light rose again, but it was already at the end of its strength, tragic and miserable.

"Father! (Senior Ye!)"

Ye Jingjun and Cang Mingyue exclaimed in alarm, wanting to rush forward.

One must know, not only was Ye Yuan there.

The man Su Chen, whom they both thought of day and night, was also in that sword in Ye Yuan's hand.

Both wanted to step forward, but were forced back fiercely by Ye Yuan's remaining sword energy.

"What did I say? Go—!"

Ye Yuan's roar was drowned out by the roar of spells and the clashing of weapons.

The sound could not be heard clearly.

But relying on Ye Yuan's lip movements, the two women still saw what Ye Yuan had not finished saying.

"I will protect him well."

There was no time to think about why Ye Yuan also knew of Su Chen's existence.

Seeing that more attacks were about to completely engulf Ye Yuan.

Cang Mingyue gritted her teeth and violently pulled the nearly collapsing Ye Jingjun.

An ethereal and urgent song rang out, and a huge water tornado rose from the ground, temporarily blocking the pursuers.

"Miss Ye, go!"

"I believe in Sword Immortal Ye."

Taking advantage of this brief chaos, Cang Mingyue forcibly dragged the distraught Ye Jingjun.

Turning into a blue light, they fled rapidly towards outside the city.

And at this moment, in the center of the ruins.

Ye Yuan was covered in blood, leaning on the su chen sword full of cracks.

He knelt on one knee, already exhausted and at his limit.

Looking in the direction where his daughter disappeared, two lines of blood and tears flowed from Ye Yuan's blind eyes, and a smile of relief curled up at the corners of his mouth.

He, who was still posing in a desperate fight, suddenly placed the su chen sword flat on the ground.

He raised both hands.

Towards the direction of the thousands of pursuers in front of him, he said five words, one word at a time.

"I, lay down my arms and surrender."

The next moment, several powerful restrictions fell, completely sealing the acupoints all over his body.

The Penglai elder waved his hand expressionlessly.

"Bring the Immortal Binding Lock!"

"Now, take him back to the Immortal Sect immediately."

"Cast him into the forbidden area of the back mountain, 'Sword Prison', and wait for judgment!"

Two disciples stepped forward and roughly hoisted up Ye Yuan, who had completely lost the power to resist.

Another person picked up the su chen sword, which was full of cracks and had dim spiritual light.

He originally wanted to take the su chen sword away separately.

But then he thought that Ye Yuan's cultivation was already sealed, so even if he gave the sword back to him, he probably couldn't cause any trouble.

After playing with it for a while, he finally tucked the su chen sword back into Ye Yuan's robes.