Dongming Yu appeared, her figure and appearance exactly the same as when she was on the Tianwu Continent. Her tight leather armor wrapped her delicate figure, resembling a beautifully curved leopard, exuding a dangerous charm.
She was like a sprite in the dark night; her appearance dimmed the entire world, as if night was about to fall and the world was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
"You must be Dongming Jade, the Dongming Jade of the Shadow Sect?"
Hearing Dongming Yu reveal his name, Ji Wuming's pupils contracted. Enpuda had mentioned this name to him more than once, and had told Ji Wuming that he was the only person of the same rank who could take his life.
Ji Wuming had always been somewhat indifferent, but before entering the Three Thousand Worlds this time, Empuda had sternly warned him to be careful of this person. Only then did Ji Wuming realize the gravity of the situation.
Until just now, a dagger silently appeared at his neck. He hadn't sensed it at all. If he hadn't already fused Supreme Blood and Supreme Bone, his control over time and space would have reached a new level, and his head would have been split off by now.
Ji Wuming is a powerful assassin, the future master of the Blood Kill Hall, and the most favored successor by Empuda.
His talent for assassination even surpasses that of Empuda himself. Ji Wuming has mastered the power of space and time, and his perception is already astonishing.
And perception is often innate, hard to improve later. With strong perception, others can't sneak attack.
An assassin with powerful perception always holds the initiative, advancing and retreating freely and remaining undefeated.
But today, Ji Wuming's perception had actually failed. Dongming Yu's dagger silently slit his throat, and he hadn't sensed anything beforehand.
Moreover, Dongmingyu's strike angle was extremely strange. Fortunately, he had directly used spatial power to teleport instead of instinctively retreating, because the moment he retreated, the dagger would spin and cleanly sever his head.
Thinking of this, Ji Wuming broke out in a cold sweat. For the first time in his life, he was this close to death.
"Xiao Yu"
When Dongming Yu stood before Long Chen, holding a dagger like a guardian deity, he forced Ji Wuming to retreat with a single strike, Xia Chen, Guo Ran, and the others were overjoyed.
Dongming Yu nodded to Xia Chen and the others, then glanced at Yue Zifeng: "Sorry, I'm late. Leave this person to me!" "
Yue Zifeng nodded. Dongmingyu was also an assassin, and when it came to assassins against assassins, only Dongmingyu could handle Ji Wuming.
If he were at his peak, Yue Zifeng would not fear Ji Wuming, but Ji Wuming was too despicable. By assassinating Long Chen, he forced Yue Zifeng into a passive defense.
You have to know, sword cultivators have always attacked but never defended; defense was Yue Zifeng's biggest weakness, which was why he suffered a heavy loss.
After speaking, Dongming Yu slowly turned her head to look at Long Chen inside the golden eggshell. Her beautiful big eyes shimmered with ripples, and her cold face melted like ice, gradually blooming with a warm smile.
Seeing Long Chen, she saw hope, saw the future, saw the colors of this world. Her once dark and cold world became warm and sunny because of Long Chen.
"As long as I'm here, no one will ever be allowed to hurt you." Dongming Yu looked at Long Chen and spoke softly, then slowly turned her head to Ji Wuming:
"My oath begins with you, using your blood to witness my vow."
"Hmph, shameless boasting. It's just the right chance for me to experience the assassination techniques of the Shadow Sect. Today, I'll show the world who the true king of assassins is." Ji Wuming said coldly.
"No, I'm not here to compete with you for the title of Assassin King. Our Shadow Sect only sees you as prey.
You are my first target. After killing you, it will be your master's turn. This is the agreement between me and my master. Are you ready? Dongming Yu's gaze shifted away from Long Chen's face, the smile gradually fading, and his eyes returned to their previous coldness.
The moment she saw Long Chen, she seemed like a fairy fallen into the mortal world, but when her gaze shifted, it seemed all emotions vanished in an instant; in her eyes, there was only cold killing.
"Ignorance is fearless. Today, let me see what you really are."
"Whew."
Ji Wuming spoke, his body trembling, his body vanishing in an instant, and no trace of his fluctuations could be found anywhere else in the world.
"Even if you possess Supreme Blood and Supreme Bone, even if you fuse the two, even if you possess both spatial and temporal talents.
But you don't understand the true way of killing, nor the true fear of human hearts. In the end, you can't be considered a qualified assassin. It seems Master has overestimated you. Facing the disappearance of Ji Wuming, Dongmingyu shook her head coldly.
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, Dongming Yu moved, lightly stabbing the dagger in her hand. The void trembled, and a ripple appeared. Dongming Yu's body rushed into the ripples, as if entering a spatial gate.
"Boom!"
As Dongming Yu's body entered the ripples, a thunderous explosion erupted in the distance, and Ji Wuming's figure flew out from the void.
Dongming Yu's body was half outside the ripples, while the other half was already in front of Ji Wuming. Both halves spanned thousands of miles of space. Even city lord-level experts were left dumbfounded; they had never seen such terrifying movement techniques before.
Ji Wuming's face changed dramatically. His spatial technique had actually failed in front of Dongming Yu. He didn't know how Dongmingyu managed it, and even suspected Dongmingyu was being deceived.
But he didn't dare to go invisible a second time. If he guessed wrong, using the same move twice in front of Dongming Jade would be no different from courting death.
An assassin not only needs superb assassination skills, but also must accurately assess the battlefield situation, find the most correct attack method in the shortest time, and devise the most reasonable counterattack.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Ji Wuming's left and right hands glowed simultaneously. Endless runes intertwined on both palms. At that moment, the world rippled like water, turning heaven and earth upside down, and space-time twisted.
Ji Wuming simultaneously unleashed all the power of his Supreme Bones in both hands. With a flick of his figure, his whole body split into two, then with another shake, the two split into four, and then the four split into eight.
Eight Ji Wuming appeared, their auras identical. These were not ordinary shadow clones, but terrifying physical clones. All eight were Ji Wuming's true selves.
"Let me show you the Eight Bodies of Slaughter I, Ji Wuming, created myself. Eight versions of me, each possessing ninety percent of my combat power. Except for Master, I have never used this in front of outsiders.
With this move, I have killed nine of your Shadow Sect experts, and you will be the tenth. "The eight Ji Wuming looked at Dongming Yu coldly and said.
Buzz!
The eight figures of Ji Wuming flickered, and all eight vanished at once.
"Pfft"
Just as the eight disappeared, a dagger pierced through the void, blood splattered, and Ji Wuming's head shot into the sky, kicking up a rain of blood that fell into the air.