The shock of blood being thicker than water!

The shock of life and death dependence!

In an instant, this young woman, who always felt a bit awkward every time Ethan Brooks called her “Sister Yuyan,” suddenly became incomparably lofty in his heart!

“Tianji! Go!”

Yvonne Brooks shouted harshly, her expression fierce.

“No!”

“Rumble!”

The power boiling in the spiritual world erupted like a volcano that had reached its limit!

“Kill!”

Ethan Brooks let out a long howl to the sky, his whole body surging with strength, and with a flash, the half-broken sword struck out.

“Beast, you still dare to attack me!”

Sensing Ethan Brooks’s desperate counterattack, the middle-aged man let out a ferocious shout, his eyes sharp with a cold gleam. He formed a sword with his fingers, thrusting out like lightning, instantly snapping Ethan Brooks’s sword in half, sending the broken blade flying.

But the force of this finger-sword did not diminish, continuing to stab forward, and in the next moment, it was about to pierce through Ethan Brooks’s throat.

However, just as this finger-sword was about to pierce Ethan Brooks’s throat, the man’s mind suddenly trembled!

His hand paused for a split second!

“Chi!”

In an instant!

The half-broken sword plunged into his throat.

“Spiritual secret art! Soul Suppression!”

“Ugh…”

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened, as if he couldn’t believe that, as a level seven swordsman, he would actually die at the hands of a level four swordsman.

The sword formed by his fingers was just a hair’s breadth away from striking Ethan Brooks’s throat and killing him on the spot.

But this final bit of distance became an unbridgeable chasm, making it impossible for him to cross even the slightest gap.

“Shhk!”

Ethan Brooks suddenly exerted force, and the half-broken sword pierced out through the back of the man’s neck.

A high-level swordsman’s vitality is tenacious, but after suffering such a grievous wound, the middle-aged man could no longer move. All the strength in his body rapidly drained away, and his right hand, still shaped as a sword, fell limply.

“Ugh!”

In this world where spiritual power is greatly suppressed, using a spiritual secret art to attack the opponent’s mind placed an enormous burden on Ethan Brooks’s spirit. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately felt his mind splitting, a searing pain as if his brain was being torn apart from the inside out.

Collapse!

This was a sign of mental collapse!

A ninth-level psychic, in this world where spiritual power is so greatly suppressed, simply cannot use spiritual secret arts.

“Yuyan!”

Ethan Brooks ignored the splitting pain in his head and rushed to Yvonne Brooks’s side at once: “Hold on! Stay with me!”

Yvonne Brooks glanced at Ethan Brooks, and a faint smile appeared on her pale, beautiful face.

“Tianji…”

That smile, tinged with blood, was so weak, so tragic, and so heart-wrenching.

In the next moment, Yvonne Brooks seemed to lose all strength to stand, and her whole body collapsed backward.

“Sister Yuyan!”

Ethan Brooks hurriedly reached out to catch her in his arms. Seeing Yvonne Brooks gravely wounded and covered in blood, something in his heart was fiercely stirred, making him wish he could tear the whole world to pieces!

“Xuanling!”

A mournful roar burst from Ethan Brooks’s mouth!

In an instant, a murderous intent soared to the heavens, blotting out the sky and sun, like a primordial fierce dragon breaking free after being shackled for decades…

Shattering the prison!

Breaking the chains!

Tearing the earth asunder!

Bursting out of captivity!

“I will destroy you all!”

Chapter 7: Aftermath

“Junior Sister Jiang?”

Outside the courtyard, Ethan Brooks’s gaze met Lily Harris, who had just come out of the room.

“At least her life is no longer in danger, but… with injuries like these, even with all the medicines of our Yunlai Sword Sect, it will probably take a month to recover.”

As Lily Harris spoke, she glanced at Ethan Brooks, her expression no longer showing the previous disdain, but rather a hint of surprise.

“Young Sect Master, don’t worry. Sister Yuyan is such a good person—she’ll be fine. But you, on the other hand, look terrible. You should go rest.”

“I’m fine. I already meditated for half an hour just now.”

At this moment, one of the only six intermediate swordsmen in the Sword Sect, Blake, walked over from the side. He glanced at Lily Harris, then at Ethan Brooks, and said in a low voice, “Young Sect Master, the identity of the assassin has been confirmed. He was the prized disciple of Elder Zhou Zhong of the Xuanling Sect, known as the Ghost Shadow Assassin, Ryan Morgan.”

“Xuanling Sect.”

This was no surprise to Ethan Brooks.

“This Ryan Morgan reached the level of advanced swordsman three years ago, and is skilled in stealth and assassination. Back then, he assassinated a level eight swordsman expert, and is quite famous in our Wanxia County region.”

As Blake said this, he secretly sized up Ethan Brooks.

He clearly hadn’t expected that such a formidable assassin would be killed by Ethan Brooks and Yvonne Brooks working together.

If a level four and a level five swordsman joined forces, it might be possible to kill a level six swordsman. But facing a level seven swordsman, not to mention a level four and a level six, even five or six level six swordsmen attacking together could all be wiped out by a level seven swordsman.