The Blood Asura from Hell (Part 2)

"Speed is the strongest weapon in killing," a faint voice echoed throughout the tavern as the figure vanished. Moments later, the tavern returned to silence.

The heavy rain continued pouring, and the thunder roared on. The sleeping people remained unaware that the Blood Asura was gradually approaching them.

Standing in the torrential rain, Ye Han let the rain lash against him, listening to the angry roars of thunder. Water streamed down his snow-white hair, forming continuous lines of droplets. His slender body, under the rain-soaked black robe, appeared even more frail.

Gazing at the short sword in his hand, the weapon of the once King of Assassins, it had shown its glory in today's massacre. The blade, thin as paper, displayed its sharpness and lethal intent to all.

Looking towards the eastern part of Myatt City, where the guards of the Flame Dragon Empire were stationed, he took a deep look and moved on in the pouring rain, without altering a single drop's course.

The rain poured down all night, and when the clear air and gentle sunlight arrived, everyone quietly enjoyed it. The beasts had stopped moving five miles outside Myatt City and hadn't retreated. The people of Myatt City, reassured by the city lord Evelyn and the Church of Light, and with the combined efforts of the saint-level powerhouses from various powers, had settled down in less than half a day.

A scream shattered the silence of the civilian area, waking everyone still lost in the remnants of their dreams. Drowsy civilians quickly woke up and rushed towards the source of the scream.

For the civilians, the scene before them was like a nightmare. Broken bodies lay scattered haphazardly, limbs and crushed flesh were strewn about, and a faint, lingering scent of blood hung in the air, surviving even the night's rain, hinting at the intensity of the bloodshed.

Almost immediately after the civilians discovered the scene in the courtyard, similar cries of horror arose from over a dozen places in Myatt City, the same scenes deeply shocking all who saw them.

Members of the various powers rushed to the sources of the noises. Arriving, they first showed shock, then anger, as their powerful auras erupted.

Dozens of power bases were massacred, not a single survivor, not a single intact body. The ground was devoid of blood.

"Everyone, look at the sky," someone yelled amidst the horror, and more than twenty figures flew up. Those on the ground looked enviously and skeptically at the twenty-plus people in the sky.

"Look carefully at the locations of the massacres."

The several massacre sites, spread across the entire Myatt City in all directions, didn't affect the vision of the saint-level powerhouses. The twenty or so saint-level powerhouses in the sky, following the instructions, looked closely.

Gradually, their expressions changed, turning to shock and anger. As saint-level powerhouses, they were all exceptional in their times and quickly noticed the pattern.

Connecting the dots of the massacre sites, a shocking word emerged, a sensitive word.

"Blood."

A word formed by connecting over a dozen points, gradually took shape in the minds of the twenty or so saint-level powerhouses. A massive word, spanning the entire Myatt City. A word written with the lives of hundreds. A word that used the face of every power to outline itself: "Blood."

"Ye Han," the first name that came to the minds of the twenty or so saint-level powerhouses was Ye Han. They had heard rumors of Ye Han being called the "Blood Asura," and the scene of his previous massacre closely matched the scenes at these dozen or so locations.

"I must kill him myself," roared a saint-level powerhouse of the Flame Dragon Empire, his voice echoing throughout Myatt City, filled with anger at Ye Han.

How could the saint-level powerhouse not be furious? Nearly twenty of their ninth-order powerhouses were killed by Ye Han in one night. Now, only six saint-level powerhouses of the Flame Dragon Empire remained in Myatt City.

Moreover, on the same day, the third prince of the empire had also met a grisly end at Ye Han's hands.

Other saint-level powerhouses from the massacred forces looked down at the ground, at the word 'blood' deeply imprinted in their minds. They knew that Ye Han's revenge had begun.

The most luxurious tavern in Myatt City, usually bustling, seemed desolate today. Those entering and leaving no longer laughed loudly but maintained silence.

On the top floor of the tavern, which was closed to the public that day, several ninth-order powerhouses stood guard at the staircase, turning away anyone who tried to ascend.

"We must kill him," came the intense voice of someone from the Flame Dragon Empire, echoed by the similarly enraged expressions of the dozen or so people around him.

"He's challenging the dignity of all powers on the continent," said a middle-aged man. To speak so boldly in front of saint-level powerhouses, his strength was undoubtedly high, and others around him thought the same.

Their words left everyone silent, but their eyes were restless.

"Today he's killing those people; what if in a few years he starts killing us?" asked someone from the Flame Dragon Empire, growing even more angry at the others' silence.

"So how do you propose we kill him? There are rules on the continent, and there's a god-level powerhouse from the Sword Sect overseeing things. Do you dare to attack Ye Han?"

"And it's not just the Sword Sect; there's also the Law Sect, which hasn't made an appearance yet. I don't believe they're not here."

"Are we just going to let him grow stronger? In four years, who knows how powerful he'll become?" The saint-level powerhouse from the Flame Dragon Empire tried to stir emotions, keeping his own in check.

"There is a way. If we can make that god-level powerhouse look the other way, even for just a few moments, we can join forces and have a sure chance to kill him," someone suggested. Now, everyone was thinking not about Ye Han alive, but about killing him. Such a massive threat could only be resolved by eliminating him completely.

"The rules set by the Sword and Law Sects won't change for something like this."

"That's not necessarily true. Members of the Sword Sect are humans, god-level powerhouses are humans, and humans have... Think about the strength and sword skills Ye Han has shown."

"Right, based on his performance, the techniques Ye Han practices must be extraordinary. And his powerful sword skills... The Sword Sect primarily focuses on swordsmanship," another chimed in eagerly.

"Good, let's discuss this with them. There might be a slim chance."

"What about the Law Sect? It's not something the Sword Sect can decide alone."

"If the Sword Sect agrees, let them contact the Law Sect. They must be interested in Ye Han's techniques as well," concluded the saint-level powerhouses, determined to kill Ye Han.

"Bang!" At that moment, the previously closed door opened, and several people dressed as officials of the Church of Light walked in.

"Our Church of Light will also join," announced the representative of the Church of Light, unfazed by the anger of others. After a moment of silence, everyone nodded slightly, signaling agreement.

The saint-level powerhouses of the various powers discussed for a long time on the top floor of the tavern before gradually dispersing. They began to contact members of the Sword Sect to prepare for the plan to kill Ye Han. Determined to eliminate a threat to all powers, everyone was resolute.

Overnight, the news of Ye Han's frenzied slaughter of hundreds spread rapidly throughout Myatt City. Coupled with the rumors about the blood character, the name "Blood Asura" was undoubtedly affixed to Ye Han.

Meanwhile, Ye Han arrived at the outskirts of the beast army. Using his evasion techniques to conceal his presence, he moved stealthily among the beasts. Observing the dense army of beasts, all of them above the seventh order, Ye Han revealed a sinister smile.

The success of the conspiracy against Ye Han, whether the god-level powerhouse of the Sword Sect can be persuaded, and Ye Han's intentions with the beast army remained uncertain.