Invincible Soul Emperor

The leader had a cold smile on his face, filled with confidence in victory and contempt for the enemy.

"Ye Qingchen, Xue Zhao, you might think you have some skill, but under our master’s hand, you are nothing more than lambs to be slaughtered." The leader continued, his voice carrying a chilling confidence, "Xue Zhao, Ye Qingchen, today, your fate is sealed."

There was not a hint of wavering in his words, as if the outcome of this battle was already firmly in his grasp.

His hand slowly moved to the longsword at his waist, the blue gemstone on the scabbard gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The leader’s actions were full of confidence and authority, as if every move declared his strength and invincibility.

"I won’t give you any chance to escape," the leader said coldly, his voice like it came from an ice cellar, carrying a biting chill, "Today, you will undoubtedly die."

Ye Qingchen felt the powerful aura from the opponent, and his heart sank.

He knew the leader was not bluffing. These people of the Xue Family were clearly elite, trained intensely, each carrying a formidable killing intent and undeniable power.

Xue Zhao saw the leader’s sinister and confident demeanor, and her heart burned with fury.

She strode forward, her gaze like lightning, pointing angrily at the leader: "You people, helping Xue Wei harm your own kin! Do you know what you’re doing? Once the Family Head finds out, don’t think any of you will escape punishment!"

Xue Zhao’s voice was filled with rage, her eyes slightly reddening with anger, exuding an overwhelming aura.

Her anger was not just for herself and Ye Qingchen, but because she could not believe the Xue Family had someone so cold-blooded.

The leader’s face showed a mocking smile, as if he had heard a tremendous joke.

He laughed heartily, with pride and contempt in his laughter, which echoed sharply across the empty snowfield.

"Xue Zhao, you’re ridiculously naive," the leader said coldly after laughing, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain, "Do you think we’re acting alone? Do you think we fear any so-called punishment?"

He took a step forward, his tone filled with pride and confidence: "Let me tell you, Lord Xue Wei’s actions have already gained the Family Head’s approval. Everything we do is known to the Family Head, and allowed!"

The leader’s face showed a sly smile, his gaze filled with calculation and confidence in his assured victory. "You are nothing but insignificant roles not recognizing how tall the sky is, yet dreaming of exposing us? It’s utterly laughable."

The leader’s voice carried an arrogant confidence, as if their actions were justified and unquestionable.

Xue Zhao trembled with rage upon hearing these words.

She could not believe that the Family Head would agree to Xue Wei’s evil deeds, filling her with immense anger and disappointment.

She took a deep breath, striving to calm herself, though her eyes still burned with the flames of anger.

Facing the immense pressure from the hundred elite warriors of the Xue Family, Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao looked on expressionlessly.

Since the Family Head approved, there was nothing more to say.

However, Ye Qingchen had not expected the Xue Family to become so chaotic.

Each person before them emitted a powerful aura, clearly not easy opponents.

Wu Chang’s ecstatic clamor on the side added tension and danger to the situation.

"Xue Zhao, it seems we have no choice," Ye Qingchen said softly to Xue Zhao beside him.

Xue Zhao felt the immense pressure as well, her gaze firm, taking a deep breath and nodding: "I know, Ye Qingchen. I’ve really involved you this time."

"What are you saying? Xue Wei didn’t want me to have an easy time anyway," Ye Qingchen smirked coldly.

They both understood that at this moment, there was no way back.

"Are you ready?" Ye Qingchen asked softly, gripping the longsword tightly, his gaze sharp.

"Always ready," Xue Zhao responded, her weapon glinting with a cold and fierce light.

The leader saw Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao’s determination, showing a cold smile, seemingly mocking their futile resistance.

But he did not rush to give the attack order, instead savoring this feeling of cat and mouse. He waved a hand to signal his men to prepare to move.

"Looks like you both are ready," the leader’s voice was full of mockery and contempt, "Then let’s see how long you pitiful partners can hold out."

With the leader’s command, the elite warriors of the Xue Family launched their attack.

Their movements were perfectly coordinated, as if practiced countless times, each executing commands precisely, quickly forming a siege surrounding Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao at the center.

Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao immediately went into battle mode, standing back to back, forming a solid defense.

Ye Qingchen’s longsword danced like the wind in his hand, cutting through with a sharp sword light, each swing carrying immense strength.

Meanwhile, Xue Zhao skillfully wielded her short weapon, striking swiftly with each precise attack, showcasing her unique agility and ferocity.

The two coordinated seamlessly, maintaining calmness and resolve despite vastly outnumbered enemies.

They knew that only by trusting each other could they hope to survive this arduous battle.

The enemies came in waves, blades and swords clashing in the air, sounding metallic echoes.

Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao moved faster and more fiercely, their figures darting across the battlefield like two elusive phantoms.

The leader watched coldly from the sidelines, with that smirking smile never leaving his face.

In his view, the outcome of this battle was already decided, his enemies destined to fall beneath his feet.

However, Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao’s strength far exceeded expectations. Ye Qingchen had reached the Martial Emperor Realm Sixth Layer, while Xue Zhao was at the Eighth Layer.

They displayed extraordinary strength in battle, handling enemy attacks with relative ease.

Ye Qingchen’s longsword danced like a dragon in the air, each strike carrying imposing momentum and precise control.

His swordsmanship was agile and fierce, with each flash of the sword light repelling enemy attacks, some even being forced back by his formidable Sword Qi before getting close.

Every step he took was steady and powerful, as if treading on some mysterious footwork, moving effortlessly among enemies.

A disciple of the Xue Family swung a blade at Ye Qingchen, only for him to catch the blade between two fingers and flick it away.

Then, with a swing of his longsword, a brilliant sword light flashed, and before the person could react, they were blasted several meters away by the Sword Qi and fell heavily to the ground, unable to rise again.