Chapter 165: The Jun Family's Mighty One

In his eyes, a light of incomparable complexity seemed to flash—there was reminiscence, there was sorrow, but more than that, it was a joy at seeing hope and inheritance.

He took a deep look at Ye Wuque, as if trying to imprint his appearance deep in his mind, but in the end he did not show himself; instead, he slowly turned around, preparing to slip away silently.

However, just as his foot was about to step into the Void, his figure paused slightly, his gaze suddenly turning toward another direction; in his calm eyes, a flash of icy, bone‑piercing cold light flickered.

"Huh? The aura of an invincible King Realm… not bad at concealing oneself."

"The Jun family… quite bold!"

He gazed indifferently at the seemingly empty starry sky, as if he had seen through everything hidden.

At this moment, Ye Wuque had just broken free from the lock of that terrifying killing intent, his mind filled with bewilderment, pondering just what had happened……

But before he could figure out a clue——

"Buzz!!!"

A killing intent even more concealed, more pure, more extreme than that of the earlier blood‑robed man—seemingly born solely for slaughter—erupted like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, once again locking him down tightly!

This killing intent was icy, pure, and merciless, carrying a corrosive force aimed specifically at the soul, causing Ye Wuque's scalp to go numb instantly, his thoughts almost freezing!

The War Prince beside him, who had just relaxed, was struck as if by a heavy blow—his face turned deathly pale, his body trembled violently, and even fine cracks began to appear on his surface, as if he might shatter at any moment under this killing intent!

"Still?!"

Ye Wuque's heart filled with alarm; he instantly realized this was a professional terrifying assassin!

Moreover, he was a terrifying assassin whose strength had reached an unimaginable level!

Soon, this terrifying entity launched a fierce attack!

A strange shadow, almost impossible to catch with the naked eye and seeming to be part of the Void itself, shot out suddenly from the Void behind Ye Wuque's side!

It emitted no energy fluctuations, only a condensed, extreme grayish killing light that seemed able to sever causality and erode the life‑soul, striking Ye Wuque's brow at a speed beyond thought!

This strike was far more vicious than Wu Jixuan's sneak attack—by hundreds of millions of times!

Ye Wuque's pupils contracted sharply; he could feel the terrifying power contained in that killing light, enough to instantly annihilate all his vitality!

At this critical moment, a hair's breadth from death——

"Hmph! Jun family! You're asking for death!!"

A cold snort filled with anger and icy killing intent rang out like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, exploding once again!

The flame‑robed man who had already half‑stepped into the Void returned!

He appeared, as if by instant translocation, between Ye Wuque and that deadly gray light!

Facing an ultimate strike that would make even an invincible King Realm change color, the Seventh Elder's face turned icy cold, and he merely flicked his sleeve casually!

Bang!!

That condensed gray killing light, as if striking an intangible yet indestructible wall of sighs, failed to raise even a ripple before shattering with a boom and dissipating into nothing!

"You sneaky rat! Get out here, you!"

The Seventh Elder shouted coldly, his eyes like lightning, directly locking onto that hidden Void, then he unleashed a palm strike from afar!

This palm seemed light and insubstantial, with no apparent might, yet where its wind passed, the Void shattered like glass inch by inch, and a twisted, eerie shadow exuding a horrifying, despair‑filled aura was forcibly dragged out of the Void!

That shadow still tried to struggle and flee, but the Seventh Elder's palm force had already descended!

"No!!! Ye Clan Seventh Elder! Ye Huanyu!!

That shadow only managed to emit a short, desperate hiss.

Pfft!

That terrifying expert assassin, together with the Void in which he hid, was instantly annihilated under the Seventh Elder's angry palm!

It left no trace, as if it had never existed in this world.

One palm, and it was utterly exterminated!

The Seventh Elder lowered his palm and stood, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the surrounding dead‑silent starry sky; wherever his eyes fell, all the lurking Divine Senses probing in the dark were like being seared by a branding iron, instantly retracting and daring not to move an inch.

After doing all that, he then turned his gaze toward Ye Wuque, who still seemed not to have fully come to his senses; in the depths of his icy eyes, a fleeting hint of subtle gentleness and concern flashed, but he ultimately said nothing, his form gradually fading as he merged once more into the Void, disappearing completely.

Only left in the starry sky was the black‑robed youth standing arrogantly, the mess all over the ground, and countless gazes filled with awe, fear, and endless speculation.