Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 302 Relentless Slaughter

Two white-haired elders sat down for an entire night.

Left with no choice, Ye Feng and his companion departed. Over the next two days, no matter where they attempted to infiltrate from, they found each valley entrance guarded by powerful figures from the Great Sects—Mount Shu, Kunlun, Underworld, Heaven Poison, Tang Sect, Sacred Mansion—the Six Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts had all gathered here.

A place like Fallen Dragon Valley, never mentioned in any records, now seemed to have received their "blessing."

The dark night fell once again, and Ye Feng and his friend returned, coming back to the Azure Cloud Twin Swords. They saw the two elders, still carrying longswords on their backs, maintaining their meditative postures; had their breath not still been present, one might have thought they had ascended through meditation.

"After dealing with them, you'll grab Ying Ning and run back."

In the veil of night, Ye Feng's face showed unyielding determination.

They had seven days, but in reality, Ye Feng had at most only six days left. If he found the antidote only on the last day, even if he rushed back, it would be too late. Now only two days remained.

Why were the Six Great Sects guarding Fallen Dragon Valley?

Of course, Ye Feng wanted to know this, but he had never forgotten the purpose of his journey—to find the cure that could reverse the Ghost Qi-inflicted ailment.

"You have to think this through. Entering Fallen Dragon Valley is like walking into a trap."

"Ye Feng, I've already reported this matter to the Sect Leader of the Utility Pavilion. They absolutely won't ignore it. Trust me, just wait a little longer for our people to come."

Zhang Wenyuan showed hesitation.

Force their way through!

Dealing with the Azure Cloud Twin Swords might not be difficult, but the unknown was how many more experts the Six Great Sects had hidden inside Fallen Dragon Valley. Frankly, from Zhang Wenyuan's point of view, it made no difference which one of them tried to force their way into Fallen Dragon Valley with such cultivation levels—it was akin to seeking death.

"Those who should have come have already arrived."

Ye Feng coldly responded.

This!

Zhang Wenyuan found himself unable to refute. Indeed, he had reported to the outside world three days ago, but now not a single person had shown up. What the Utility Pavilion and the General's Mansion were thinking was now even unclear to him.

"If I don't make it back, please entrust Ying Ning to Qingyan."

Ye Feng involuntarily glanced back, where the little one remained obedient.

These words were also an entrustment; how could Zhang Wenyuan bring himself to advise Ye Feng at this juncture?

"Is it worth it?"

He had asked before and was raising the issue again.

Carefully cradling Ying Ning, Zhang Wenyuan wondered, was it truly worth sacrificing everything, ignoring one's own safety, for a group of unrelated people?

"It's a responsibility that cannot be shirked."

"You once said you were willing to trust this era once. If an era lacks a guide, how can it move forward?"

Some things simply needed to be done.

I may not be responsible for the Central Region, but I will still protect its people. Not only am I the King of the Northern Border, but I am also the Northern Border King of the entire Xuanyuan Nation. If the path ahead is long and arduous, let me shoulder the burden.

"No matter how grand the reasoning, it's the reality that matters. All the talk in the world doesn't compare to one act of doing."

"There are very few people I respect; you are one. Remember, you must survive—this country needs you."

Zhang Wenyuan spoke sincerely.

Some things, he admitted to himself that he couldn't do, and it was because he couldn't, that he truly admired those who could.

Clang, clang, clang!

The clear sound of chains rattling grew closer and closer. Just as the two were ready to make a desperate move, they halted and swiftly headed towards the source of the noise without a word.

They saw eight disciples of Mount Shu, carrying two large iron cages and hurrying along. The people locked in the cages, bound with iron chains, their flesh lacerated—none of this was the focal point though.

Following the cages was a group of oddly behaving people, competing to get closer, with one or two reaching into the cages from time to time, scratching bloody marks on the captives or tearing off pieces of flesh.

Cold, bloody, numb!

Ye Feng was reminded of what Long Nannan had once said: Ghost Qi needs flesh and blood to grow stronger; hence, those polluted would crazily bite all living creatures with blood and flesh.

People were actually using living humans as bait; unless witnessed with their own eyes, who would believe this was real?

Ye Feng's face darkened, his eyebrows knotted into a line. These disciples of Mount Shu, deserved death!

"Don't attack."

Seeing Ye Feng full of killing intent, ready to rush over, Zhang Wenyuan immediately interjected.

"Why not?"

The murderous aura on Ye Feng's face did not lessen.

"This is our chance to sneak in. Don't you want to go in more safely? Just bear with it and watch what these people do next."

Zhang Wenyuan narrowed his eyes, harboring his own killing intent but favoring rationality.

"Fine!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath to calm himself.

The sinister procession pushed on. The eight Mount Shu disciples had no idea they were being followed. The number of altered beings following the cages was substantial, and Ye Feng broadly estimated there to be around three hundred people.

All of them moving together in a rush, those who fell and were trampled upon made no noise and soon scrambled up to continue the relentless chase.

Finally, the eight Mount Shu disciples stopped in front of the Azure Cloud Twin Swords.

"Let's go, Ye Feng. They are here to report."

From the beginning, Zhang Wenyuan had probed the minds of several Mount Shu disciples using the Heart Mirror, and he was only speaking up now to convince Ye Feng.

"What a Great Sect Mount Shu is!"

Ye Feng's words were, of course, sarcastic.

The Azure Cloud Twin Swords stirred their eyelids, conducting a brief inspection before quickly allowing the entire group to pass through. Experience tales with novelbuddy

Throughout the process, they did not even glance at the people inside the cages, as if those two living beings were entirely beneath their notice.

"The fear is that this is just the beginning."

"Let's move. We'll find a different group and figure out a way to blend in."

Zhang Wenyuan took one last deep look at the procession and walked away.

The mighty!

Do the Six Great Sects deem themselves mighty enough to behave so heartlessly?

In the state of mind of those disciples from Mount Shu, Zhang Wenyuan had learned there were even more terrifying things happening in Fallen Dragon Valley. But there was no point in telling Ye Feng about them now; it would only deeply wound him.

The following night, Ye Feng and his companion found another team.

"Take Ying Ning back."

Ye Feng's tone brooked no rejection.

"Take care!"

A thousand words reduced to a final wish for safety, Zhang Wenyuan looked up at the sky, a dark and oppressive expanse above. He couldn't persuade Ye Feng; this was the last day, and the man before him wouldn't wait any longer.

The vast breath of air pressed directly over several Underworld disciples.

You must come back alive!

As he watched the team ahead resume their journey, and Ye Feng successfully integrated himself among them, Zhang Wenyuan silently prayed in his heart as he dashed in a different direction.

Ying Ning must survive!

He must make it out alive too!

By this point, how could Zhang Wenyuan not understand that the Six Great Sects had colluded in setting a trap, blocking all news from getting out?

The real danger of Fallen Dragon Valley was not the Ghost Qi but the people from the Six Great Sects.

"I've seen the two uncles."

Back in the forest where they had first encountered the Green Snake Couple, Ye Feng now faced two new guards, one man and one woman, both of whom exuded power far surpassing the couple.

Both were powerful beings of at least the Spirit Division Realm!

"Good!"

"Finish this task and head out immediately again. Our action won't remain hidden for long. Our superiors suspect we've been exposed."

The man wearing half an Ox Head mask said.

"Yes, uncle!"

The leader inwardly cursed, thinking did they consider that all this constant carrying of cages day and night wasn't exhausting? But the retort he wanted to make was swallowed back.

"Continue on the road."

The lead man called out expressionlessly.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the woman in the tree wearing half a Horse Face mask spoke out.

Had they blown their cover?

Disguised as an Underworld disciple, Ye Feng looked calm, but inwardly he grew cautious.

"What is it, Uncle Master Ma?"

The lead man asked, leaning to one side.

"Are you a disciple of Huashe Poison Sister-in-law?"

The woman jumped down, casting a glance at the crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes!"

"Subordinate Yue Dengchuan, the second disciple of Huashe Poison Sister-in-law."

The lead man, Yue Dengchuan, said with a nervous face.

"How about joining my tutelage?"

The woman gave a playful smile, her charm omnipresent even with half her face covered.

"Disciple pays respects to master!"

Yue Dengchuan directly knelt on the ground and hastily pulled out a box from his chest to offer up after finishing his words.

"Tsk tsk, such a good boy!"

"No need for gifts. But from now on, you will do as I say. Let's go."

The woman waved her hand gently.

"Dengchuan will bear Master's teachings in mind and will obey her every command."

Seeing this, Yue Dengchuan was elated. With a large gesture, the team set off again.

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"What's the meaning of this, Sister Ma?"

As soon as the team left, the man with the Ox Face mask inquired.

"Huashe Poison Sister-in-law thinks she can oppose me everywhere just because she has a great first disciple. This Yue Dengchuan has good potential. If I train him into a loyal dog, I wonder how that little bitch Hua Yuerong will end up."

The great first disciple of Huashe Poison Sister-in-law, Hua Yuerong.

If there was one thing within the Underworld that made the other powerful members respect Huashe Poison Sister-in-law, it was her remarkable first disciple, Hua Yuerong, who ranked among the Underworld Saintesses and had entered the Divine Path.

Women!

The man with the Ox Face mask simply smiled. Such petty matters didn't concern him.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yue!"

From a distance, various Underworld disciples, including Ye Feng, congratulated Yue Dengchuan.

"You're too kind, fellow sect members."

Yue Dengchuan responded with a smile, but inwardly he was cursing continuously.

Sister Ma ranked among the Eight Deacons of the Underworld, holding a position even higher than Huashe Poison Sister-in-law. How could he, a mere disciple-level person, dare to offend her?

Her taking him as a disciple now clearly indicated she had no good intentions.

Interesting!

Ye Feng thought to himself with amusement that the stories of these Sects of Ancient Martial Arts were even more spectacular than ordinary people's, which seemed right. The stronger the person, the more competitive they tended to be.

He had finally entered Fallen Dragon Valley!

But the pleasure was fleeting, as Ye Feng soon witnessed a scene he would never forget.

In front of an abyss, he saw hundreds of living people who were captured, and those ordinary people who had followed the journey and been invaded by the Ghost Qi were met by another group who were beheading them and then throwing them mercilessly into the abyss.