
Zhang Yu went to the northern border forest after receiving the map from Duan Jian. The clear clues made it possible for Brak to take a long time to find him.
Now Zhang Yu was already standing in front of the gate of the Spirit Palace headquarters. It looked like the edge sect was impressed with horror because of its quiet place.
"Stop there!"
Instantly Zhang Yu turned around hearing the sound of exclamations from behind his back.
It looked like five people dressed in black who were none other than members of the Spirit Palace.
"Zhang Yu," they murmured compactly.
Zhang Yu did not think they would easily remember him. This made him think back about the recording stones they might have used.
"We must tell the others," the five nodded and intended to enter the headquarters.
Yet how could Zhang Yu let them pass through just like that. Zhang Yu attacked them, knocking them to the point of hitting the gate behind him.
Bruaks..
The loud sound certainly attracts attention. Before long, some people opened the gate and walked out.
Their reactions are not much different. They were very surprised when they recognized Zhang Yu and immediately ran intending to report.
Unfortunately, their efforts are useless. Zhang Yu killed them by lightly swinging his sword.
Bruk!
Bruk!
Bodies are scattered there. Zhang Yu stepped past them and placed his hand on the half-opened gate.
Blars!
The gate shattered into pieces, scattered wood chips filled the surroundings.
"The flight is so obsolete, it's time to replace it with a new one." Zhang Yu stepped forward, his legs were so stable, as if indifferent to him now being in the opponent's cage.
The slow explosion, made some people who happened to be inside immediately come out closer to the source of the sound. As soon as he saw the gate shattered and there stood a figure of a man, gradually their faces were engulfed in anger.
But this anger was immediately lost and replaced by fear after ascertaining who the figure was.
"Zhang Yu's! Zhang Yu is coming!"
They did not dare to take action until a middle-aged man came out. He was Fei Yang, one of the confidants of the Feng Shui Gap.
"Don't panic. We can defeat him if we fight together."
Even so, the people there certainly know their own abilities. Zhang Yu clearly thought of a higher power, so it was impossible to defeat him.
After this argument the frightened ones are like gaining confidence. They pulled out a sword, then prepared to attack.
"Hold until the leader comes!" exclaim them.
Zhang Yu only gave a cold snort. When those in their forties attacked together, Zhang Yu used his aura to suppress them and released a slash that killed five to six people at once.
The feeling of doubt came back. Fei Yang immediately gave encouragement to them. He said, "The leader is coming. You have to believe."
Thirty remaining people exclaimed. They attacked Zhang Yu with their respective strongest attacks and tried to hold him off for as long as possible.
But Zhang Yu was really not their opponent. Moreover, after receiving the second heaven's grace, even the heavenly level would instantly be absent with a single strike.
"Groan!" A fat man became the first to jump forward.
But Zhang Yu was still unmoved in his place, he only raised his left hand once the distance was very close.
Cracks...
His neck was immediately broken and the fat man was gone.
Not getting there, Zhang Yu threw the fat man's body to where the Spirit Palace people were intending to face him.
Zhang Yu then darted hunting down the few people who had come from the front.
Slashwas... Slashwas...
With one movement three people lost their lives. The others immediately retreated, including Fei Yang.
"What should we do? We do not know until when the leader recovers. We can all die here if the leader doesn't come soon." They looked at each other, their faces looking desperate.
"We hold out until the leader comes. I believe the leader will come."
No one replied when Fei Yang said that.
At the same time Zhang Yu suddenly disappeared from his place. Those who were not vigilant, were unaware of Zhang Yu's appearance behind them. By the time they came to their senses, it was already too late because Zhang Yu swung his sword and killed dozens of people.
Now, out of the forties there were only eighteen people left including Fei Yang. But it did not last too long because a second later Zhang Yu again flicked his sword which left them all dead.
"You're cruel." Long Shen muttered softly, but it was really audible by Zhang Yu's sharp ears.
"Cruelty to the opponent is natural, otherwise we will only be oppressed." Zhang Yu glanced at Long Shen.
"What you're saying is true, and I like that kind of cruelty." Long Shen laughed so livelyly, making Zhang Yu frown.
His eyes that only looked at the empty place, were suddenly sidetracked by the existence of a black-robed figure that had just come out from one of the buildings.
"That's it, the leader of the Spirit Palace," Long Shen said confirming his aura.