Zu An was in a real bind. In front of everyone, could he just let these people kill the Crown Prince? If he did, the Emperor would definitely skin him alive afterward.
So he could only step forward to stop Qiu Honglei and the others, while secretly transmitting his inner energy: "Honglei, you should leave quickly. Zhu Xie and Chixin have returned. You have no chance."
"It's not too late to kill the Crown Prince and this woman first, then you can come with us." Seeing that he was still protecting the Crown Princess, Qiu Honglei replied expressionlessly.
The anger from Qiu Honglei increased by 555+555+555...
Seeing how angry she was, Zu'an could understand. If he hadn't suddenly appeared and gotten in their way, their assassination attempt would most likely have succeeded, so it was natural for them to be angry.
From his perspective, he couldn't just stand by and do nothing. That's the downside of being on different sides; it's always difficult to have the best of both worlds.
In the short time that followed, new embroidered-robed messengers and guards arrived one after another, and the situation gradually began to turn against the Demonic Sect.
Zuan grew anxious: "Red Tears, it will be too late if we don't leave now."
At first, I was worried that they would hurt the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, but now I'm starting to worry about Qiu Honglei.
Qiu Honglei bit her lip, clearly hesitant.
At this moment, the clear, cold voice of a long-haired woman came from the other side: "A gentleman is respectful and frugal, which embodies the virtue of humility in accordance with the Way of Heaven."
Upon hearing this, the assassins below were all taken aback, and then their advance into the palace became even more ferocious.
"Everyone be careful and protect the Crown Prince and Crown Princess!" Other guards hurriedly went to defend the area.
Zuan found it strange. Now that the Demonic Cult was clearly losing ground, why was it still attacking so frantically? Did the people of the Demonic Cult really not care about the lives of their subordinates? But there were her disciples among them.
He hurriedly reminded Qiu Honglei, "Since your master doesn't care about your death, why should you risk your life for her? Quickly find a way to leave, and I'll cover your escape."
Hearing the concern in his tone, Qiu Honglei felt a warmth in her heart, and her expression softened considerably: "You misunderstood. This is the retreat signal agreed upon before the operation. Everyone is looking for an opportunity to evacuate now."
Zuan finally realized that if they had directly said they were retreating, the morale of the palace guards would have been greatly boosted, and with the pursuit and chase, they might not have been able to escape.
Now they're acting like they're deliberately risking their lives, which makes the palace guards confused about their intentions. They don't dare to take any aggressive measures, and their first priority is to protect the safety of the nobles so that they have a chance to escape.
As expected, the black-clad assassins soon found opportunities to retreat, while a group led by Qiu Honglei stayed behind to cover their retreat in an orderly manner, clearly having undergone rigorous training beforehand.
Zhu Xie Chixin was furious upon seeing this: "If you want to leave, then stay here!"
He waved his hand in this direction, and a huge fiery palm slammed down from the sky. The people under the powerful pressure were powerless to resist, as if they were about to be crushed into ashes by the palm in an instant.
But the black-clad assassins showed no sign of panic and continued to retreat in an orderly manner.
At that moment, the long-haired woman's voice rang out: "Your opponent is me!"
A cold light shot out from the wall of the East Palace. Zu An, with his sharp eyes, recognized it as the flying sword that had almost taken his life.
At this moment, light swirled around the sword. This sword was already shorter than an ordinary sword, and it appeared even smaller in front of the huge flaming hand.
Yet this tiny sword pierced straight through the enormous fiery hand, creating a hole that grew larger and larger until, as if some rule had been broken, the fiery hand vanished completely.
Zhu Xie Chixin: "???"
Zuan, however, felt relieved. He had almost been chased to the point of having nowhere to run after that sword strike, and he thought he was just a weakling. But it turned out that Zhu Xie Chixin was just as bad.
Zhu Xie Chixin frowned as he looked at the long-haired woman: "Are you really just a Grandmaster?"
The long-haired woman said calmly, "If you want to know, just wait and see. This indecisiveness is really unlike the fearsome Embroidered-Robed Envoy Commander."
Zhu Xiechi's eyes narrowed, a murderous intent rising within him. With a flick of his sleeve, a jet-black iron chain wrapped directly around the other man.
Zuan was startled: "Soul-Hooking Chain!"
I had previously witnessed Huang Huihong and his men using the Soul-Hooking Chain Formation in Bright Moon City. It was indeed capable of producing an effect greater than the sum of its parts, and the Soul-Hooking Chain could also block the flow of a cultivator's vital energy to a certain extent. It was truly a unique weapon.
It now seems that the reason why the Soul-Hooking Chain became the standard weapon of most Embroidered-Robed Envoys is related to Zhu Xie Chixin. He developed a version suitable for low-level cultivators based on his own weapon, truly deserving of the title of a grandmaster.
However, he immediately noticed that the Soul-Hooking Chain in Zhu Xie Chixin's hand was different from the one he had seen before. At its top was a pitch-black scythe, with only the blade showing white, and the whole thing exuded the aura of death.
It truly is a soul-reaping ritual!
Zhu Xie's face was ashen. He hadn't used his natal weapon for many, many years, but this long-haired woman was too strange. He dared not be careless in the slightest. If these assassins escaped, he could not bear the responsibility.
Seeing the soul-snatching chain coming at her, the long-haired woman clearly didn't want to take it head-on, so she lightly tapped her toes and retreated several feet.
With a flick of his wrist, Zhu Xiechixin caused the Soul-Hooking Chain to instantly grow several feet longer, just enough to encircle the long-haired woman's waist.
He smiled slightly. This woman was too careless. She didn't expect his Soul-Hooking Chain to surge so unexpectedly. Hmph, once you're entangled by the Soul-Hooking Chain, your vital energy will be suppressed, and you won't be able to break free even a little bit.
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