254: threaten!

Chapter 254: Threat!

An hour passed in a flash, and the area around the Wen Family in Mingxin Prefecture, extending ten li in every direction, had been thoroughly cleared by a large number of Mingxin Prefecture's soldiers.

Although the common people here were full of doubts, they could only leave under the urging of the soldiers.

And those leading these garrisoned Yamen Runners were precisely the Fu City guards, who usually lived in seclusion and were rarely seen.

The Fu City guard stood tall and straight, clad in heavy armor, his stern gaze sweeping across the surroundings, exuding a chilling Aura of authority.

In front of the Fu City guard, the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture and a host of yamen officials stood prominently.

The yamen officials, who usually enjoyed a life of luxury, now wore solemn expressions.

The Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture's brows were tightly furrowed into a ' river' character, and his eyes revealed a hint of fear.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but was choked by the endless fear.

"Alas!" A heavy sigh slowly escaped from the depths of the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture's chest.

What on earth happened?

Everything came so suddenly, so unexpectedly.

The Wen Family, that was a prestigious aristocratic family of imperial relatives, a colossal entity that shook the entire Eastern Region.

In this Eastern Region, the Wen Family, as the foremost aristocratic family, had deeply entrenched and intricate power.

In contrast, although the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture was considered a local official with some power, his status and power were worlds apart from the Wen Family.

It was simply not worth mentioning, not even worth a fart.

However, no matter how formidable the Wen Family was, compared to the Great Xia Xuan Bird Guard, that was another realm entirely.

The Great Xia Xuan Bird Guard, that was an existence directly under the Empress, mysterious and immensely powerful, possessing strength and privileges unimaginable to ordinary people.

Therefore, the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture had no time to think further and instantly made a decision.

He unhesitatingly abandoned the Wen Family and instead followed the Blackbird Guard's every command.

After all, the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture knew very well that if the Blackbird Guard wanted to take his life, it would be as easy as crushing an ant, with no effort at all.

And afterwards, there would definitely be no trouble whatsoever.

His small life, in the eyes of the Blackbird Guard, was no different from a hair.

It was truly strange, what kind of heinous and outrageous actions did the Wen Family commit?

It even drew the Deputy Commander of the Xuan Niao Guard himself to come to Mingxin Prefecture in the Eastern Region.

He even went so far as to mobilize such a large force, determined to take action against the Wen Family.

The fact that the Deputy Commander of the Xuan Niao Guard actually appeared in Mingxin Prefecture instantly shattered the lingering hopes in everyone's hearts.

The yamen officials present were all old foxes; they knew very well that this was no ordinary matter.

It had already directly alarmed the heavens, and it must have been an imperial decree personally issued by the Empress.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but churn with turmoil, secretly pondering.

What kind of monstrous disaster did these damned scoundrels from the Wen Family cause?

Only then could it provoke the Empress's thunderous wrath and bring down such a decree?

Looking at the current situation, the treatment the Wen Family was receiving was no different from rebellion and treason.

"Hey, what are you looking at! Get out of the way! From now on, no one is allowed to enter the front! Violators will be killed without mercy!"

Countless soldiers and Yamen Runners shouted in unison, their voices like rolling thunder, echoing continuously through the empty streets.

This tense, solemn, and dangerous scene only intensified the curiosity of the surrounding common people.

However, facing the countless soldiers and the strict vigilance of the Yamen Runners, the common people blocked outside dared not approach even half a step.

They could only gaze from afar, their hearts filled with confusion and curiosity.

Wen Family Mansion!

In places unseen by those common people, the Wen Family Mansion at this moment had already turned into a battlefield, inside and out.

The sounds of killing and clashing weapons rose and fell, but of course, it was merely a one-sided crushing and slaughter by the Blackbird Guard.

Just then, within the Wen Family Forbidden Ground, the invisible air suddenly rippled with a strange fluctuation.

In the blink of an eye, two tall figures, like ghosts, suddenly appeared.

In this Forbidden Ground, only core members of the Wen Family were ever qualified to enter.

This place was previously heavily guarded, with meticulously deployed sentries and guards from the Wen Family everywhere.

However, at this moment, in front of one of these two figures, all the Wen Family guards and Martial Artists were as fragile as paper.

This person's speed was as fast as lightning, his figure flashing through the darkness, almost impossible to catch.

Each movement was accompanied by a flash of cold light, followed by a low muffled groan.

Those well-trained Wen Family guards didn't even have time to let out a complete cry before they were instantly hunted down and annihilated.

Until all the Wen Family guards and Martial Artists slowly fell, their blood spread across the ground, staining it a shocking dark red.

The two figures who appeared in the Wen Family Forbidden Ground were naturally Lu Xuan and Mu Yun.

The Gale Force within Mu Yun surged and flowed, spreading along his right arm and then rapidly rushing to the long sword in his hand.

The specks of blood on the sword, under the powerful rush of Gale Force, quickly vanished.

In the blink of an eye, the green bronze sword blade regained its original chilling luster, without even the slightest trace of blood.

Mu Yun calmly and smoothly returned the long sword to its sheath, his movements seamless.

Then he turned to face Lu Xuan, his expression respectful yet somewhat stern, and spoke.

"Lord Lu, all the Wen Family members here have been dealt with."

Mu Yun paused for a moment, his gaze turning towards the depths of the Wen Family, and continued: "Only the Wen Family Head and that old fellow, Wen Fengyuan, the Wen Family Old Ancestor, are left."

Just as Lu Xuan was about to speak, his expression suddenly tightened, and his gaze shot like lightning towards a certain direction in the Wen Family Mansion.

At this instant, Lu Xuan suddenly caught an astonishing Martial Artist Aura.

That Aura swept over like a storm, the Aura of an Outer Strength Grandmaster Perfected.

According to the information Lu Xuan had received, only one person in the entire Wen Family was an Outer Strength Grandmaster Perfected Martial Artist.

That was Wen Lingyun, the Wen Family Head, an Outer Strength Grandmaster Perfected existence.

Not long after Lu Xuan sensed that powerful Aura, Mu Yun also detected Wen Lingyun's presence.

He pursed his lips tightly, his expression indifferent, not saying a word, only nodding slightly to Lu Xuan.

Immediately, the terrifying Aura around Mu Yun suddenly condensed, and in the next second, his figure flickered like a ghost, leaving behind afterimages that were imperceptible to the naked eye.

In an instant, Mu Yun vanished from his original spot, his speed so fast that it was dazzling.

Lu Xuan did not pay attention to Mu Yun's departure, but instead walked unhurriedly towards the room ahead.

Because, in the room in front of Lu Xuan, there was actually the Aura of a living person!

This Aura was extremely faint, almost imperceptible, as if it had been deliberately concealed by a mysterious and powerful force.

If Lu Xuan hadn't possessed terrifying Divine Thought and powerful Primordial Spirit power, he truly might not have discovered it.

Very good!

Lu Xuan's eyes instantly burst forth with bright purple light, and the Primordial Spirit power within his Divine Palace Realm began to slowly seep out.

The person in this room might just be the one he most wanted to find after infiltrating the Wen Family.

Princess Xingyue!

The next second, Lu Xuan's Divine Thought moved, and a massive force surged out.

With a loud 'boom', the room door was violently flung open, and countless splinters of wood flew out.

Then, Lu Xuan lightly lifted his steps, and in a few flashes, he crossed the distance of space and suddenly stopped beside the bed.

Just then, the thin curtain of the bed, as if pulled by an invisible hand, moved without wind, slowly lifted, and then obediently hung on both sides.

Without the curtain's obstruction, the scene inside was fully revealed before Lu Xuan's eyes.

On the bed, a woman dressed in a dark black dress lay quietly.

Although the woman's face was as pale as snow, it did not diminish her innate grace and nobility in the slightest.

The woman's features were as delicate as a painting, and even in such a weakened state, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, exquisite and captivating.

Lu Xuan's gaze, upon touching the woman's face, finally showed a subtle ripple on his usually calm and profound face.

Lu Xuan was slightly startled.

He didn't expect that this woman was indeed Princess Xingyue!

As memories surged, Lu Xuan recalled the scene in the memory presented by the so-called 'Catastrophe-level Ominous' when he was in Haoran Prefecture.

It happened to show Princess Xingyue's appearance.

At this moment, the person lying before Lu Xuan's eyes perfectly overlapped with the image in the Catastrophe-level Ominous's memory; they were exactly alike.

Lu Xuan's Divine Thought once again surged out like a tide, completely disregarding Princess Xingyue's identity, enveloping her body within his Divine Thought.

However, just as Lu Xuan's Divine Thought power meticulously probed Princess Xingyue's entire body, an anomaly suddenly occurred!

"Huh?"

"This is?"

In an instant, an invisible force, like lightning, traversed space and struck directly at Lu Xuan.

The speed of this attack was extremely fast; if it were an ordinary Martial Artist, there would be no time to react.

But in Lu Xuan's eyes, this terrifying power attack was surprisingly slow.

"Hmph!"

At this moment, Lu Xuan merely snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The Aura around him suddenly erupted, and the space within the room seemed unable to withstand the impact of Lu Xuan's power, instantly collapsing.

Lu Xuan's Divine Thought Primordial Spirit power violently collided with that invisible attack.

Two terrifying forces of heaven and earth fiercely intertwined, erupting with world-destroying power.

The entire room, under the impact of this heaven and earth power, immediately crumbled, turning into countless dust particles and dissipating into the air.

Immediately following, the aftershocks generated by the collision of these two heaven and earth forces swept across the surroundings like a raging storm.

Other buildings nearby were also shaken, tottering, and eventually leveled to the ground.

Even the Blackbird Guard and the Wen Family members in the distance were momentarily awestruck by this powerful force.

They all stopped fighting, looking over with extreme horror.

For a time, dust billowed, obscuring the sky and sun.

However, amidst the dense dust, a dazzling purple glow pierced through like an arrow, exceptionally brilliant and eye-catching.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the ruins, his Aura as profound as an abyss, his gaze like lightning, coldly sweeping across the surroundings.

Behind Lu Xuan's sturdy figure, a three-meter-high purple flame light shield shimmered brilliantly in mid-air.

The purple flames leaped and surged, and within this mysterious and warm purple flame light shield, a woman lay quietly—it was Princess Xingyue.

Her face was still pale and weak, but under the reflection of the purple flames, she gained a few hints of mysterious beauty.

In front of the ruins, the flying dust slowly settled.

An old man walked over with steady steps, unhurriedly.

Although his figure appeared slightly stooped, he exuded a faint Aura of dignity.

In the old man's right hand, he held a bronze ruler steadily.

The bronze ruler was about the length of an arm.

On its surface, ancient and natural patterns were engraved, and even in dim light, one could see its body faintly glowing with profound radiance.

The old man leisurely stopped, right at a position ten meters away from Lu Xuan.

Then, the old man slowly opened his turbid and weathered eyes.

Suddenly, a sharp gleam flashed in the old man's pupils, as if instantly penetrating layers of mist, clearly discerning Lu Xuan's identity.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise and sudden realization, and spoke in a deep voice: "It's actually you!"

Immediately after, the old man unhesitatingly uttered two words: "Lu Xuan!"

This voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry a certain heavy power, echoing in this ruined space.

And the identity of this old man was naturally Wen Fengyuan, the Old Ancestor of the Wen Family, a Martial Artist of the Divine Palace Realm Major Achievement, a Nascent Soul True Person!

Wen Fengyuan's eyes slowly narrowed, his gaze fixed tightly on Lu Xuan, not moving for a moment.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that the leader of the Blackbird Guard, who came from the Imperial Capital to the Eastern Region, was actually Lu Xuan—this rising Deputy Commander of the Xuan Niao Guard.

Lu Xuan's reputation was now known to everyone throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, unmatched for a time.

This newly appointed Deputy Commander of the Xuan Niao Guard, at such a young age, already possessed powerful strength comparable to a Nascent Soul True Person.

One must know that within the Great Xia Dynasty, the four words "Nascent Soul True Person" represented a great figure standing at the Peak of power.

Wen Fengyuan, as the Old Ancestor of the Wen Family, naturally paid extra attention to Lu Xuan's deeds.

A hint of apprehension inadvertently flashed across Wen Fengyuan's old face.

After all, his current strength had significantly declined, and with this ebb and flow, if he were to truly face the young and vigorous Lu Xuan, Wen Fengyuan truly didn't have much confidence.

As the saying goes, "Youth fears the fist," and his old bones really couldn't withstand intense battles anymore.

After a brief silence, Wen Fengyuan looked at Lu Xuan with a sinister gaze and slowly said: "Lu Xuan, I have left a trace of Primordial Spirit power in Princess Xingyue's heart."

Although Wen Fengyuan spoke lightly, the veiled threat in his words was self-evident.

"I want to leave here!"