Li Ming and the others left Yunmengze and returned along the same route they had taken, heading in the direction of the ferry crossing they had come from.
At this moment, at the ferry crossing in the Kingdom of Yunmeng.
Hundreds of mangled corpses were scattered everywhere.
Based on the characteristics of their clothing, it was easy to identify them as disciples of the Wushan Holy Land, soldiers of the Yunmeng Kingdom royal family, and some ordinary people working at the ferry.
The ground was covered in blood, clearly indicating that a major battle had taken place here.
Because of the battle, there are no longer any idlers here.
There was only a group of criminals from the underworld, with different tattoos on their bodies and fierce-looking appearances.
"The royal family of Yunmeng Kingdom, the sacred land of Wushan, dares to send people to intercept and kill our Huangquan Ferry people. They really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
The speaker was a burly man with a small head but an exceptionally strong body.
"Perhaps it's too peaceful, and the recent bandits have been too rampant, causing the sacred land of Wushan and the royal family of Yunmeng Kingdom to forget the existence of Huangquan Ferry," said a man who was not wearing clothes but only a pair of underwear.
He was an exhibitionist, wearing only a pair of shorts made of leaves.
"The royal family of Yunmeng Kingdom is a complete waste. If it weren't for the support of the Great Martial God Dynasty, this country would have been turned into the Yellow Springs Crossing long ago."
"The Wushan Holy Land is the same; they always like to meddle in other people's business. This time, let's teach them a lesson and let them know that Huangquan Ferry is an organization that strikes fear into the hearts of the people."
"Keep a low profile, everyone. Remember, our target is Li Ming and the goddess Yao Ji," said a child with a tilted chin and his hands behind his back.
“They slaughtered so many of our brothers who crossed the Yellow Springs; this revenge must be taken.”
"Don't always think about revenge. It's not that noble. Revenge is just a side thing. The main goal is to get the secrets of Yunmengze from them, and what they brought out of it."
"That makes sense."
"Li Ming and Goddess Yao Ji are quite strong. The ferry crossing is their only way back. Should we hide and ambush them?"
"No need. The dignity of Huangquan Ferry lies in facing the enemy head-on; there's no need to hide."
Several of the top five assassins on the Yellow Springs Crossing Assassin List.
They are having a lively discussion right here.
Both his actions and his expression were extremely arrogant.
At first they were very patient, but as they waited, they became a little impatient.
"Why haven't they come back yet?"
"They didn't die in Yunmeng Marsh, did they?"
"The depths of Yunmeng Marsh are fraught with danger, and monsters roam freely. They haven't returned for so long, they must have perished in the monsters' mouths. Why don't we disperse?"
That's exactly what I was thinking.
They were all getting impatient and were about to turn and leave when suddenly, two arcs were cut through the space.
Emerging from an arc-shaped formation were ethereal cultivators, none other than the disciples of the Wushan Holy Land.
From another arc-shaped space, a large number of soldiers from the Yunmeng Kingdom's royal family—no, they were generals from the Great Martial God Dynasty—rushed out, riding dragon horses and leading a large army.
"Two more groups of people are coming to their deaths." The assassins from Huangquan Ferry shook their heads.
"Huangquan Ferry, how dare you slaughter so many ordinary people!" The disciples of Wushan Holy Land and the generals of the Great Martial Dynasty burned with rage.
"That's too little."
"This is outrageous! Kill them!"
The battle began, but in less than an incense stick's time, the troops of Wushan Holy Land and Dawu Divine Dynasty suffered heavy losses, while the assassins of Huangquan Ferry became more and more courageous in battle.
They were originally a transnational criminal gang, possessing top-notch combat skills and extensive experience in killing; they were simply no match for them.
They could only hastily open a spatial passage in an attempt to leave.
But the assassin had no intention of letting them go.
They fought a difficult battle, suffering heavy losses and on the verge of collapse. At the same time, the leaders of Wushan Holy Land and Dawu Divine Dynasty sent out smoke signals for help. The smoke billowed into the sky, requesting reinforcements.
At the twelve peaks of the sacred Wushan Mountain, the generals of the Great Martial Dynasty all looked up and hurried towards the ferry crossing.
At that moment, millions of miles away, Wu Xiao and Shao Siming sensed something.
"A distress signal from a general of the Great Martial Dynasty at the sacred Wushan Mountain. We must leave immediately."
"I'll take you."
Li Ming spoke, and then, like a shooting star, he vanished in an instant.
They rushed towards the direction of the distress signal, accompanied by Wu Xiao, Shao Siming, the abbot of Yuding Temple, and the old man Huangshi.
As soon as Li Ming and his group appeared in the sky, the assassins from Huangquan Ferry looked up and said, "The main culprit has appeared. Abandon attacking the others and capture the goddess Yao Ji and Li Ming first."
"Where did this clown come from?" Li Ming asked.
“It must be an assassin from Huangquan Ferry,” Shao Siming replied.
The man, wearing only underwear, said, "Tell me quickly, what did you encounter in Yunmengze, and what treasures did you obtain? If you provide valuable information, I might spare your lives."
Li Mingdao said, "There's nothing more to say, just kill them all."
The crowd descended and began their killing spree.
Less than a minute.
The top five assassins of Huangquan Ferry all knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. Please forgive me. I promise I will change my ways and be a better person in the future."
"I was forced into the Yellow Springs Ferry, only to survive..."
"Please don't kill me."
"I don't want to die yet."
"Puff puff puff..."
The sword rose and the blade fell.
All the assassins of Huangquan Ferry were killed, their divine essence was obliterated, and their souls dissipated, completely disappearing from the human world.
At this moment, the generals from the Twelve Peaks of Wushan Holy Land and the Great Martial God Dynasty who saw the distress signal rushed over. Unexpectedly, the crisis had already been resolved. Wu Xiao told Shao Siming to handle the situation and to come find her afterward.
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