Chapter 255: Assassination of the Demon Prince

Inside the Luminous Secret Realm.

The White Wolf Emperor's four senior commanders led the wolf demons to hunt down the human envoys fleeing in all directions. While they were pursuing, one commander suddenly sensed something; just as he turned his head to look, a cold sword tip pressed against the side of his neck.

"Where is the human the White Wolf Emperor took? " a voice with a chilly tone said.

The commander's complexion shifted slightly, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a white garment's hem.

"I don't know."

As soon as his words finished, the sword blade at his neck began to slice the flesh, blood gushing out, sending a chill down his spine.

"Speak."

"I truly don't know!" The commander's pupils narrowed, sensing murderous intent from the other side, yet he forced a calm demeanor, trying to feign compliance, because he did not wish to betray the White Wolf Emperor.

But this time, the young man lost patience and directly used the Soul Search Technique on him!

"Aaaah!"

At the same time, the other three senior commanders and their wolf demons noticed the situation; by the time they arrived, the young man had already completed the Soul Search Technique and obtained the information he sought.

He instantly darted away.

The commander, forced into the Soul Search, had his sea of consciousness collapse, a searing mental agony overwhelming him; he spat a mouthful of blood and immediately knelt on the ground in pain.

When the three commanders arrived, their expressions shifting, they exchanged a glance and decided to return at once to the original city under the White Wolf Emperor's jurisdiction.

After leaving the forest, Xie Yan took out a map of Wanli Yuan, his gaze landing on a marked location.

He had just, via the Soul Search Technique, learned that Yuan Yao had disguised herself as a fox demon and gone to Shu Ning City, where she was captured by the demon Grand Prince Quan Wu.

Xie Yan pressed his pale lips together, lowered his lashes, his eyes showing no discernible emotion.

Since entering the Luminous Secret Realm, he had fallen ill twice, his strength greatly diminished, forcing him into a compromised situation.

His fingertips lightly clenched the map, creasing it.

He could no longer approach Yuan Yao.

The more he interacted with Yuan Yao, the greater the chance his identity would be exposed.

With that thought, he set off.

After more than an hour, he arrived at Shu Ning City.

…

Shu Ning City.

Inside the City Lord's residence.

"Haven't you found that fox demon yet?" Inside, the man in purple robes, half‑leaning on the soft couch, held a jade cup, gently swaying the wine within, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on the cup.

"Please, Your Highness, forgive me!"

"You seem only able to say 'forgive me'; can you say anything else?"

The demons kneeling below lowered their heads, daring not to speak.

"What a bunch of useless ones, what use do I have for you?"

As the words fell, Quan Wu flicked his hand, and the wine droplets in the jade cup shot like dark arrows, piercing their heads.

In an instant, the kneeling demons collapsed to the ground, breathless.

"Continue the search! If you haven't found that fox demon before nightfall, you will all die!" Quan Wu's voice rang out calmly.

"As you command, Your Highness!"

The demons scoured the City Lord's residence and the city itself, searching fervently for the fox demon Yuan Yao's trail.

Half a quarter hour later, Quan Wu, still leaning on the soft couch, suddenly thought of something and twitched his mouth.

He raised his hand slightly and ordered, "Immediately sweep the city for all demons; any demon of unknown identity or unfamiliar appearance must be brought here at once!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

At the same time, somewhere in the City Lord's residence, a slender, frail‑looking demon servant lowered his head, carrying a tray of delicate pastries and wine, moving lightly toward the main hall.

When he passed the corridor and was about to reach the main hall, he ran into a demon guard conducting a thorough sweep.

"Stop!" the leading demon guard stared warily at the frail servant, his voice deep, "Raise your head!"

The frail servant's face tightened as he raised his head, looking at them, trying to steady his voice: "What's wrong?"

The demon guards, seeing his familiar face, dispelled most of their suspicion.

Because they often saw this servant delivering meals to the Highness.

"Is this for the Highness?" the demon guard glanced at the delicate pastry and the wine jar on the tray.

"Yes."

"Go inside."

The slender servant nodded slightly, then continued lowering his head as he walked toward the main hall; along the way, dedicated guards inspected the food with silver needles for poison.

After the inspection, the frail servant carried the meal step by step toward the interior.

His presence was barely noticeable.

He slipped silently into the room, approached the soft couch, and gently placed the pastries and wine jar on the small table there, while at the same time Grand Prince Quan Wu still leaned on the soft couch, not even sparing a glance for the frail servant.

Just then—

A sudden, violent explosion roared from outside the house.

Boom!

An explosion erupted somewhere in the City Lord's residence.

Quan Wu snapped his eyelids open, sat upright, his gaze sharp as he stared outward.

Soon, a demon guard hurriedly reported, "Your Highness, it's a fox!"

Hearing this, Quan Wu rose from the soft couch, and just as he stepped toward the doorway—

Ssshh!

A shrill sound of flesh being torn by a sharp blade rang out.

Quan Wu lowered his eyes and saw that a multicolored long sword had pierced him from back to front through his heart, staining his clothes with blood.

His throat moved slightly, and immediately blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"You brat!" a furious voice shouted, and the two Elders of the demon clan who had been lurking in the shadows instantly sprang forward, seizing the frail attendant!

The frail attendant was Yuan Yao after disguise.

Seeing this, Yuan Yao immediately ripped the long sword from Quan Wu's body, and blood splattered in an instant.

Quan Wu's complexion turned deathly pale; he clutched his chest, staggered a few steps, and glared at Yuan Yao with a venomous gaze, weakly saying, "You cunning fox spirit…"

After the dark guards supported Quan Wu, he could not stop spitting out blood; his lips grew ever more purplish‑black, his inner demonic energy rapidly dissipated, and a soul‑gnawing, heart‑piercing pain surged.

Quan Wu quickly realized that the fox spirit had applied excruciating pain to the sword.

Yuan Yao raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Farewell."

Just as the two Elders were about to seize her, a formation totem suddenly appeared on her body and, in an instant, teleported her away.

"Quick! Chase!"

"Your Highness!" one Elder sensed something wrong with Quan Wu, rushed forward, checked his pulse, and his face turned horrified.

"How could this happen?!"

The two Elders tried to preserve Quan Wu's life thread, but it was of no help.

Quan Wu never dreamed that a moment's carelessness would bring him such a fate!

At this moment, he felt a sweet, fishy taste in his throat, followed by a torrent of scalding liquid spewing from his mouth, splashing onto the ground to form a dark‑red pool.

His once‑bright, gem‑like violet eyes were now filled with endless resentment and venom.

How could this be?

How could he die so easily at the hands of an obscure, insignificant person?

Yet the facts lay before him, leaving him no choice but to believe.