Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1862 - 1863: Mastery Over Clouds and Rain! Midnight

Chapter 1862: Chapter 1863: Mastery Over Clouds and Rain! Midnight

Ye Qiu maneuvered the dust-sized Supreme Emperor Bell around the Shadow division, yet Shangguan Mingyue was nowhere to be seen.

Not even that young lord was visible.

Ye Qiu hid within the Supreme Emperor Bell, pondering whether to act now or wait for Shangguan Mingyue to appear.

"No matter, these guys want to kill me, killing them is only fair. When all the Shadow Martial Artists are dead, that young lord will surely show up," Ye Qiu thought, murderous intent flashing in his heart, deciding to act instead of continuing to hide.

The man conversing with Zhu Tian was summoning Shadow Assassins, preparing to search for Ye Qiu within Luohé City to kill him.

However, after a while, apart from three or five people reporting, no one else came.

The middle-aged man frowned, anger between his brows, as his Shadow Martial Artists were unexpectedly slack, daring to ignore his summons?

Not waiting any longer, the middle-aged man left the room, heading towards other rooms, but upon opening the door, he found bodies everywhere.

"The blood is still warm? Just struck by an assassin." As a strong figure of the Shadows, the middle-aged man quickly examined the sudden deaths of these Shadow Martial Artists and discovered the cause.

All killed in one blow, with smooth execution, without the slightest delay.

In an instant, the middle-aged man’s expression changed, realizing a master was targeting his Shadow division.

"Surely you’re still here. Since you killed my Shadows, are you not bold enough to show yourself?" the middle-aged man said to the surroundings. The few Shadow Martial Artists beside him heard this, showing vigilance and caution, looking around.

Just as he finished speaking, a figure emerged from behind a tree—none other than Ye Qiu.

"Who are you?" Seeing Ye Qiu’s unfamiliar face, the middle-aged man was puzzled.

"Weren’t you all planning to kill me? Are you saying you don’t even recognize me?" Ye Qiu said calmly. Earlier, with the force of thunder, he swiftly dealt with more than ten Shadow Martial Artists, including five at the Void Realm, six at the Divinity Transformation Realm, and three at the Return to Ruins Realm.

But with the help of the Supreme Emperor Bell, Ye Qiu’s power was terrifying. He dared to take on saints, let alone these martial artists below saint realm, whom he didn’t take seriously at all.

These more than ten Shadow Martial Artists died before even beginning their task, quietly taken out by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu’s unfamiliar face had the middle-aged man staring several times, unable to recognize him. But dealing in assassinations, the Shadows had countless enemies; some avenging foes coming to their door, unrecognizable, was normal.

"Haven’t figured it out yet?" Ye Qiu chuckled lightly, then rubbed his face with his palm, saying, "This way, you’ll surely recognize me, right?"

At this moment, Ye Qiu revealed the appearance of Ye Fentian, precisely the second target Zhu Tian instructed the middle-aged man to kill.

"It’s you!" the middle-aged man was stunned, never expecting that the target they were preparing to find would appear at their Shadow division.

"By showing myself, didn’t I save you a lot of trouble of finding me?" Ye Qiu said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was shocked. Ye Qiu’s words implied that he had listened to all his conversations with Zhu Tian?

Looking at Ye Qiu’s expression, the man felt he guessed correctly, or else how would Ye Qiu know he was going to look for him.

"You heard everything?" the middle-aged man exclaimed.

"Heh... What do you think?" Ye Qiu smiled, his tone and smile already answering the question.

The middle-aged man’s heart raced with shock and anger at the thought of Ye Qiu hearing his entire conversation with Zhu Tian, meaning their words were completely exposed to Ye Qiu; incredibly frightening was how neither he nor Zhu Tian had noticed Ye Qiu hiding, which was baffling.

This second target was no Divinity Transformation Realm; his minimum power had to be Return to Ruins Realm, otherwise, how could he swiftly solve several shadow warriors and remain hidden under the eyes of a saint?

The middle-aged man dared not consider Ye Qiu as merely a Divinity Transformation Realm Martial Artist. The info Zhu Tian provided was utterly incorrect, assuming a Divinity Transformation Realm could achieve what Ye Qiu did.

The middle-aged man’s eyes shifted, tension in the air solidified as five Shadow Martial Artists beside him struck out instantly.

Being killed at home left them no room for calm. As kings among assassins, how could they allow Ye Qiu to live?

These five, upon striking, blocked Ye Qiu’s retreat, sealing his surroundings, denying escape.

Ye Qiu never considered fleeing, intent on destroying the Shadow division.

Had he not learned earlier about Shadows planning against him, Ye Qiu would still be in the dark; he preempted his strike.

If someone wants to kill you, why spare them? Counter the strike.

Each of the five spun a streak of Sword Qi like five dragons, all simultaneously falling upon Ye Qiu.

These five were all Return to Ruins Realm Martial Artists and not weak, seasoned in battle. After striking, they hid in the void, unseen by Ye Qiu.

Boom!

After the brief sound, Ye Qiu vanished.

The middle-aged man watching the battlefield froze momentarily, then saw blood flowers falling from the air.

One scene after another, five consecutive crimson blossoms fell, followed by five figures slanting from the air, crashing down.

Taking five Return to Ruins Realm instantly, the middle-aged man was shocked—he displayed the power of a Saint Realm.

Five shadow warriors hiding in the void couldn’t escape death, Ye Qiu’s swift saber strike ended their lives.

"Now it’s your turn." Ye Qiu descended from the sky step by step, wielding a Shadowless Saber—the spoils from killing the Shadow Warriors—perfect for eliminating Shadows.

"You... you... are... a saint..." The middle-aged man felt Ye Qiu’s aura, already speechless, his shock was immense.

No less than a young saint, he’d never seen.

Ye Qiu’s face was covered with mysterious black patterns, activating his darkened state; otherwise, he couldn’t have rapidly eliminated so many shadows, briefly elevated to Saint Realm power, granting him sweeping might—the Shadow division, easy to obliterate.

Swish.

The middle-aged man turned to flee; Ye Qiu’s arm thrust forward, sending the Shadowless Saber through the middle-aged man’s chest.

The man clutched his chest, attempting to run. Ye Qiu flashed before him, delivering a punch to his chest.

Bang.

The man flew out, powerless to counter before Ye Qiu.

Now, with brief saintly strength, Ye Qiu effortlessly overwhelmed his opponent, reveling in the saint realm’s unmatched force, truly flipping clouds and turning rain.

"Trying to escape?"

Ye Qiu fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man, saying indifferently, his face holding a hint of chill.