Chapter 68: Ye Clan?

Under extreme pain and fear, the blood-robed man's mental defenses collapsed completely; just as he was about to utter the name of the mastermind behind him, his lips moved and a single "Ye" slipped out——

Suddenly, an anomaly occurred!

His whole body shuddered violently, as if triggering some terrifying seal deeply embedded in his bloodline and soul!

His eyes instantly bulged, filled with countless bloodshot veins, and deep within his pupils reflected utter shock and despair!

"No……"

He let out a hoarse, indistinct wail filled with endless terror.

The next moment!

Bang!!!

A deep, heart‑shaking explosion burst forth!

This heavenly pride of the Blood Moon Holy Clan, one of the four hidden holy clans of the Vast Sky Heaven, didn't even have time to say a second word before his entire body, like an over‑inflated blood bag, exploded from within!

Flesh flew apart, bones turned to powder!

It was not merely the destruction of his flesh; even his soul‑origin was utterly annihilated in that instant by a vicious and domineering seal power—dead beyond death, not a trace of remnant soul remained.

On the spot, only a swiftly darkening, lifeless speck of blood mist lingered, slowly drifting in the cold starry sky.

Ye Wuque's outstretched palm grasped at nothing; he slowly withdrew it, watching the sudden, bizarrely ruthless silencing scene before him, his brows knit tightly, his gaze turning deep and icy.

"Ye……"

He murmured, repeating the half‑character the blood‑robed man had uttered before death.

This surname, like a seal etched deep in his soul, instantly stirred his buried memories and emotions.

The Undying Aristocratic Family famed throughout Zhutian Wanjie——the Ye Clan!

As for this result, Ye Wuque felt, after a brief surprise, that it was actually reasonable.

Moreover, having emerged from the Ancient Divine Tomb, defeated the successor of the Supreme Heaven Domain, slain the heavenly pride of Fate Divine Mountain, overwhelmed all heroes, and even drawn the manifestation of Shenzun for protection, news of him had surely spread throughout Zhutian, inevitably attracting the Ye Clan's attention—quite natural.

Furthermore, he had earlier slain the Ye Clan's so‑called Ninety‑eighth Sequence Ye Tianquan; old and new grudges piled up, making it only natural for the Ye Clan to send someone for revenge.

"But……who would it be?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, "Is it the will of the Ye Clan's high elders? Or……a certain young heavenly pride among them, or perhaps a private move by their subordinate forces?"

He leaned toward the latter.

If it truly were the Ye Clan's high‑level will, mobilizing the full power of the Undying Aristocratic Family, they would not merely send a few heavenly pride to die—such an act would be a thunder‑ous storm capable of crushing everything.

A greater possibility is that one of the three Ye siblings, or their faction, upon hearing of him, could not restrain their killing intent and deployed hidden forces to probe him.

"Ye Xuanji……Ye Langya……Ye Miaoxin……"

Ye Wuque silently recited these three names in his heart; a cold killing intent and an indelible hatred welled up from the deepest depths of his heart, yet he forcibly suppressed it, turning it into an extreme chill at the bottom of his eyes.

Only blood can wash away the karma of the past.

Marching against the Ye Clan, demanding blood debts, settling karma—this has always been one of the core motivations driving his frantic cultivation and relentless growth!

Now he has entered the Ye Clan's sight; the road ahead will undoubtedly become more perilous and unpredictable.

Those three who have received the ancestral god's blood and enjoyed the Ye Clan's resources— their strength likely already reached an unfathomable realm, and the forces behind them are deeply intertwined, immensely powerful.

But he fears nothing!

Meet force with force, meet water with earth— that's the way!

Ye Wuque has never feared a challenge on his path!

On the contrary, this only fuels his soaring battle‑lust and the flames of revenge!

"Ye brother……"

At his side, Duan Xiuluo only now recovered from his extreme shock, gazing at the man who had burst into blood mist, then at Ye Wuque's grim expression, his face full of lingering dread and disbelief.

"This……this is a heavenly pride of the Blood Moon Holy Clan! Among the younger generation of Vast Sky Heaven he counts as a top figure, yet he……just died like this? Or was he silenced in such a bizarre way……"

His voice trembled: "The one who ordered him— his background must be terrifying beyond imagination! To plant such a dreadful seal inside a heavenly pride's body……"

Ye Wuque gathered his thoughts, glanced at Duan Xiuluo, and said lightly: "No matter, just a jumping clown. Let's go, Duan brother."

Seeing Ye Wuque unwilling to speak further, Duan Xiuluo sensibly stopped asking; his respect for Ye Wuque deepened a few points, and his resolve to befriend Ye Wuque grew stronger.

The secrets and karmic entanglements on Ye Wuque's body are far more astonishing than they appear on the surface.

The two set off again; this time without hindrance, they smoothly reached the core of the Asura Heaven Domain——the place where the Asura Divine Hall stands.

Upon hearing of Ye Wuque's arrival, the current hall master of the Asura Divine Hall, Duan Xiuluo's father——Duan Wutian, personally came out to greet him!

"Hahahaha! Ye Xiaoyou truly is a hero born young, majestic bearing, peerless demeanor! My son Xiuluo in the Divine Tomb has received much care from Ye Xiaoyou!"

Duan Wutian's laughter was bold, his attitude extremely warm, even carrying a hint of hard‑to‑detect egalitarian treatment, showing no contempt for Ye Wuque's youth.

"Hall Master Duan overpraises me; Brother Duan's strength is formidable, and we merely support each other." Ye Wuque returned the salute neither humble nor arrogant, his expression calm.

He naturally understood that Duan Wutian's such courtesy stemmed partly from his displayed strength and potential in the Divine Tomb, but more importantly, likely from the Shenzun connection.

The protection of an ancient forbidden existence that has seemingly returned and displayed invincible posture is enough for any power to treat it with solemn respect.

Duan Wutian invited Ye Wuque into the main hall, set up a lavish banquet to welcome him, and throughout the feast he praised Ye Wuque without reserve, his attitude very amicable.

After three rounds of drinks, when the atmosphere grew harmonious, Ye Wuque naturally turned to Duan Wutian for instruction on the pattern of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands.