Soul Purification Demon Sword.

Among the unknown Divine Weapons, there are only a few swords, and apart from the Holy Sword Huiyao which has been suppressed for over two thousand years, the Soul Purification Demon Sword is considered the most famous of the sword weapons.

Because it complements the Hidden Sword Assassin, although the Assassin Organization updates a brand new version almost every hundred years, no matter how it changes, there will always be a leader possessing the Soul Purification Demon Sword behind the Hidden Sword Assassin.

Mr. Iron knows about this sword, knows about the Hidden Sword Assassin, knows about the Assassin Organization, because of his experience in the Youyun Ta Bai Army.

Actually, it has nothing to do with him, just a General who had countless achievements in the Ta Bai Army died at the hands of an Assassin.

It is said that he provoked someone important in the Imperial Court and was hired by assassins to kill him.

Mr. Iron did not know this General at all, nor had he ever seen his face, only knowing he was the hero of the Ta Bai Army, the enemy of the grass barbarians, and had been guarding the Northern Border peacefully for decades.

After the General died, the Ta Bai Army suffered a defeat, and feeling stifled, Mr. Iron simply killed his superior and fled Youyun.

At first, he did not know where to go, only after hearing during a chat that the Assassin Organization was closely tied with Dongyang merchants, did he remember the name Dongyang and came to the Heyang Army to retire.

Later, he was hired by the Grand Duke Wang Hai at a high salary, and thus came to Xuanzhu County to retire. Mr. Copper also came from other districts as a martial artist, but both came to the Heyang Army for retirement, so they packaged themselves up and sold their services to the Grand Duke Wang Hai.

These years, Mr. Iron has been muddling along, still practicing his sword, but unaware of the purpose behind each strike.

This was not a big deal to him, there are too many people living aimlessly in the world, adding one wouldn't matter, and subtracting one wouldn't matter, either.

Until he saw the Soul Purification Demon Sword.

Suddenly, he realized.

He was actually here for revenge.

Indeed, to avenge the General he never met, never took a penny from, never shared a drink with.

He came to Dongyang, laid low in the Heyang Army, became a tributor to the Grand Duke Wang Hai, and muddled along for ten years.

If he had never seen this sword, he might have ended his life like this, carefree and easy.

He actually had no grudge against the General's political enemies, because no matter how capable they were, they didn't dare to kill in the Ta Bai Army, but the assassins dared.

He despised people who used their talents in such ways.

Because he too only made a living by being a bodyguard.

Having talent, using it on the right path or waiting to die leisurely is fine, but using it on a wrong path is 'evil.'

So Mr. Iron came to Dongyang, waiting for a chance to meet the leader of the Assassin Organization.

If he can't meet him, so be it.

If he does meet him, he will kill him.

And he finally waited for it.

If holding the Soul Purification Demon Sword is not enough to prove his identity, then Jing Zhengwei can ignore his Flower Blood Scene, even mastering the most difficult entry-level Formless Battle Technique among the eighteen combat techniques at a young age, with a woman by his side also proficient in the Formless Battle Technique.

All these 'miraculous' signs pile up on the same person, Mr. Iron has no reason to doubt his judgment.

Jing Zhengwei.

Is the current leader of the Assassin Organization!

At the same time, on the other side.

Seeing they were about to reach the Sea Cape Gate, Le Yu took a deep breath and said, "Second-in-command, you lead the others to clear the way ahead, I'll handle the rear!"

Yin Minghong was shocked: "How can—"

"Only I can hold him off for a while here! What use would you be? Can your physique hold for a second or two?" Le Yu scolded: "Everyone follow Yin Minghong and clear the path, don't make trouble for me!"

Although his words were harsh, Le Yu spoke honestly, Qing Lan, Mu Qingmei, and others exchanged a glance and obediently came to the front of the team.

And at this moment.

A sudden old voice spoke leisurely: "Young Master, have you forgotten Old Liu?"

Le Yu was stunned, looking at the elderly man stride swiftly beside him, he couldn't help but say: "Captain Liu, you mean..."

Old Captain Liu, a Peak of Perfection level expert who served as a tributor to the Jing Family for more than ten years, being over sixty years old, could die at any moment; therefore, Le Yu never thought to let him—at his age, even moving for a second would shorten his life by a day, if he proposed it, he feared being killed by him on the spot.

"Now that Small Mr. Iron is seriously injured and spiritually exhausted, he is at his last stretch." Old Captain Liu stroked his beard and said: "As long as Young Master grants me ten strong firearms soldiers, I will definitely take down Small Mr. Iron's head."

Le Yu was dazed, then immediately realized Old Captain Liu's intention—

He wanted to claim the kill!

When Mr. Iron made the heavy strike earlier, he said nothing and watched, now that Mr. Iron is weak and entangled, he wants to take advantage of it!

As for why Old Captain Liu wants to do this, it's nothing more than fame and fortune. If he saves Le Yu in the process, wouldn't Le Yu provide for him until the end; and being over sixty yet able to kill a vigorous martial artist, it would mark his life with a bold and brilliant stroke, enough to give him great face!

Although it sounds easy to collect the heads of people, in reality, only Captain Liu can truly manage to collect Mr. Tie's head, so Le Yu must accept his goodwill.

Thus, Le Yu could only clasp his hands and say, "Then I'll trouble Captain Liu!"

"You're too kind, young master!"

Captain Liu, along with ten soldiers, remained at the spot. Mr. Tie, following closely behind, immediately understood their intentions and said coldly, "Old Liu, you must be living too comfortably!"

"Little Tie, being too rigid leads to breaks; it's better to quit while you're ahead." Captain Liu chuckled and drew his long sword, "You're already out of energy, aren't you? That blood rain move was impressive, but isn't your head heavy now?"

"Indeed, I'm very tired now, and my head is a bit dizzy."

"However..."

Mr. Tie kept moving, swung his broken sword, and cleaved a galaxy out!

"I'm still more than enough to kill you!"

...

"Make way! Make way!"

Yin Minghong watched the crowded passage of the Sea Cape Gate, his facial muscles twitching, but finally gritting his teeth, he shouted, "For those in front, listen up! If you don't get out of the way, we'll start firing in three seconds! Three, two, one!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Some rioters tried to stop this large group of seemingly aristocratic individuals, but the fully armed Jing Family easily crushed ordinary people. After a bullet storm, everyone in the passage screamed and fled from the Sea Cape Gate, clearing a bloody path for the Jing Family!

"The Jing Family is killing!"

"Jing Zhengwei is here!"

"Silver Blood Association has come to suppress!"

"Run!"

"Block them!"

Seeing that they could finally escape, Yin Minghong couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling much less guilty in his heart—outside, it was the territory of White Night. By then, they could quickly hide Jing Zhengwei, and when the riot was over, once everything settled, Jing Zhengwei could emerge to take over a pure Xuanzhu County.

However, just as Le Yu entered the Sea Cape Gate passage, he heard a thunderous shout from behind!

"Jing—Zheng—wei—!"

Le Yu turned to see Mr. Tie, covered in blood, appearing from behind, the murderous broken sword already gone.

But he still held the last weapon of the swordsman.

The sword sheath.

He threw it with all his might, projecting the sword sheath far away, smashing it against the upper wall of the Sea Cape Gate passage, with a crisp sound of metal against stone.

Suddenly, Le Yu recalled his previous battle experiences with martial artists wielding swords.

The strongest aspect of a martial artist wielding a sword is not the sword itself.

It is the sword's sheath.

Almost without hesitation, Le Yu rolled backward, and simultaneously, the Sea Cape Gate's top roared, as if struck by a heavy hammer!

Rumble, rumble—

The already unstable Sea Cape Gate, swaying due to explosions and fire, finally met its last straw with Mr. Tie's final strike, causing this portal dividing Xuanzhu County's class to completely collapse!

Rumble, rumble!

There seemed to be some flammable materials inside the Sea Cape Gate; its collapse triggered a chain reaction causing a violent explosion, with even a fire dragon breaking through stones and soaring skyward—who was so unscrupulous to place Luminous Firepowder inside the Sea Cape Gate?

Le Yu quickly stood up, discovering that the way forward was entirely blocked by the fiery ruins of the Sea Cape Gate.

Through this long sea of fire, he saw Yin Minghong, Mu Qingmei, Qing Lan, Huyan Siluo, Mi Die, and Lisang successfully escaping through the Sea Cape Gate, feeling a sense of relief.

Only.

He was on this side.

They were on the other side.

Le Yu watched Mu Qingmei help up Qing Lan, saw Yin Minghong frantically digging through rubble, and watched everyone standing stunned, unsure of what to do.

He thought for a moment, extended a fist towards them, and loudly said, "White Night!"

Yin Minghong, Mu Qingmei, Qing Lan, and the others all looked at him, faces filled with despair, unease, guilt, and the question of 'why did things turn out this way'.

Le Yu blinked and smiled:

"Take care of 'Yin Yin Yin'."