"Could it be...?"
A glint of sharpness flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, sipping his wine and tossing spirit-scented beans into his mouth.
Hannah Murong, on the other hand, was blushing, her fists clenched tightly, looking visibly excited.
One move killed three mid-Fusion experts!
From this, it was clear that Ian Song's combat strength had reached the peak of mid-Fusion, maybe even late-Fusion. If he really had late-Fusion level power, then he qualified to sweep the Rising Talents Ranking.
As for Soren Wu, at this moment he didn't even know how to describe his feelings—his face was so dark it looked like water might drip from it.
After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a line: "If that vile commoner doesn't die, this Young Prince will never be at peace!"
"Young Prince, I know what to do!"
Big Steward Wu spoke in a deep voice, his own expression rather ugly. Back when the Prince Muyeno Estate was banished from the capital by the Empress, the whole manor was shamed. Now that they've returned, his greatest wish is to restore their prestige—but to be disgraced by a commoner, it's a huge blow to their reputation.
So today, that commoner must die. If he lives, the whole Prince Muyeno Estate will lose all its dignity.
Big Steward Wu slowly swept his gaze across the eight late-Fusion guards, including Gavin Gong, and coldly ordered, "You eight, attack! Leave no one alive in the Song Residence. If even one escapes, I'll hold you personally responsible!"
"Yes, sir!"
All eight answered in unison.
The next moment, Gavin Gong was the first to fly out, determined to wash away the shame of his earlier defeat. However, his injuries hadn't fully healed, so he rushed straight at Ian Song ahead of the others.
Then, two more late-Fusion experts shot up, heading for Ian Song's two late-Fusion subordinates.
Next, another two flew out, targeting the Song Residence's two mid-Fusion and two early-Fusion guards.
The last three flickered and tried to break into the manor itself for a massacre.
But just then, six figures shot up from inside the Song Residence, not only intercepting those three late-Fusion invaders but surrounding them as well.
"Die!"
Gavin Gong's eyes blazed with murderous intent as he unleashed his full power, attacking Ian Song with everything he had.
But Ian Song showed no fear, charging straight in with his sword.
In an instant, the two collided in midair.
Their energies exploded, tearing open the void. Cracks appeared all around them, but to the surprise of the spectators, Gavin Gong—despite being late-Fusion—couldn't suppress Ian Song.
"Kill!"
A late-Fusion expert couldn't even suppress a late Soul-Split cultivator; Gavin Gong, who thought he was picking an easy target, felt utterly humiliated.
"I have to kill him as fast as possible!"
So Gavin Gong erupted, his attack power instantly more than doubling.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous collisions kept echoing from above, forcing the spectators to retreat again and again. Even so, they felt as if their blood was about to burst out of their bodies.
Faced with Gavin Gong's terrifying offensive, Ian Song remained perfectly calm. His sword was sometimes ethereal, sometimes lightning-fast, sometimes slow and unpredictable—completely impossible to read.
Meanwhile, Ian Song's two late-Fusion followers completely overwhelmed the Prince Muyeno Estate's late-Fusion experts. Even more surprising, the Song Residence's two mid-Fusion and two early-Fusion guards actually managed to hold off two of the enemy's late-Fusion attackers.
Finally, the six hidden early-Fusion experts from the Song Residence joined forces, and the three early-Fusion attackers trying to break into the manor were beaten back, with one of them already lightly injured.
No one present had expected things to turn out this way.
Vergil Beigong's face was extremely dark. "How does he have so many Fusion experts in his household?"
Brandon Nangong's face was full of regret. He never imagined Ian Song would have such a hidden team of experts around him. Even in the High Zhou Imperium, Tribulation experts rarely show up, so the strongest visible fighters are late-Fusion!
"Who is this guy, really?"
Mooncaller stared intently at the six newly revealed early-Fusion experts. Five of them gave her a strange feeling, as if they weren't fighting at full strength and were deliberately hiding something.
"Ah!"
Without warning, a miserable scream rang out—Gavin Gong had been pierced through the skull by Ian Song's sword. Destructive sword-qi exploded inside him, utterly shattering his Nascent Soul.
In that instant, every eye turned to Ian Song.
"Oh my god, he actually killed a late-Fusion expert!"
"What did I just see? A late Soul-Split cultivator killed a late-Fusion expert!"
"He jumped four levels to kill his opponent—an absolute genius! Even the top three on the Rising Talents Ranking can't kill late-Fusion experts while still at late Soul-Split!"
Shock!
Endless shock—this time, the impact Ian Song brought was stronger than ever before.
"Pfft!"
Ian Song pulled out his sword and, in a blur, charged into the Prince Muyeno Estate's guard formation!
Skyless!!!
Sword-qi—endless sword-qi radiated outward from Ian Song as the center, moving so fast that no one could dodge.
"Aaaah!"
Screams of agony!
Cries of pain echoed one after another as the Prince Muyeno Estate's guards fell rapidly. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred guards were slain.
"Bastard! How dare you!"
Seeing this, Suyang Wu stomped his feet in rage and cursed, "Steward Wu, hurry and kill him! Kill that wretch for me!"
"Young Prince, I must protect you!" Big Steward Wu replied, troubled.
While the two argued, Ian Song struck again—waves of sword-qi and more screams followed.
In moments, another hundred guards were slaughtered.
Although most of these guards were Soul-Split cultivators, some were Fusion experts as well.
But under Ian Song's sword, they had no ability to resist—the only thing they could do was watch helplessly as they were killed.
The surrounding spectators were dumbfounded. These were Soul-Split and Fusion cultivators, yet it seemed Ian Song could kill them even more easily than slaughtering chickens or dogs.