The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

This child possesses a resolute character rarely seen in the world.

If he can truly grow up someday...

Song Ziwei did not continue thinking about it.

The imperial edict was issued, but the person had already departed.

This task was botched.

Strangely, Song Ziwei felt not much annoyance, but rather a strange sense of relief.

I'm so glad that barrier stopped me.

Witnessing the rise of such a genius was the only thing that interested him in these dull and tedious years.

"My lord, why don't you break the formation?"

Xie Yunfeng and the others were anxious. The higher-ups had repeatedly demanded that Cui Yi be arrested and brought to justice, and today was the best opportunity.

Song Ziwei smiled and said, "This is a Spirit Locking Array, a simplified version of an ancient array."

"Without a cultivation level of at least Nascent Soul, it would take at least the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to forcibly break the formation."

"By the time this formation is broken, they will have already reached the Blood Robe Sect."

"Are you going to the Blood-Clad Sect to arrest someone?"

"Let's call it a day."

Song Ziwei suddenly announced his intention to retreat, his voice calm to the point of being almost indifferent.

"grown ups?!"

Han Xue looked up in disbelief, "We're just letting him go like that? The imperial edict is crystal clear..."

"Did the imperial decree order you to break this barrier?"

Song Ziwei interrupted her, his tone still calm, "If you can't break it, you just can't break it. Go back and report the truth."

He paused, his gaze sweeping once more over the slowly dissipating golden light barrier.

"Besides..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice so soft that only he could hear it: "Some people, you shouldn't chase, and you can't catch them anyway."

"The capital is about to change."

......

......

Having successfully escaped, Cui Yi ran a long distance before gradually slowing down, while the light emanating from the Spirit Locking Array was still dazzling, clearly indicating that the array had not yet been broken.

"What a fine formation," Cui Yi thought to himself.

Yun Yi's backing was indeed powerful; such a formation that could cover the entire Cui Clan Manor and its surrounding area was definitely not something an ordinary force could set up.

"Fellow Daoist Cui! Fellow Daoist Cui!"

A series of urgent shouts came from behind.

Cui Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look.

A figure was seen rapidly chasing after him, fully activating its escape light.

Within the beam of light, there stood Yun Yi!

Behind him were several cultivators dressed in different outfits, who were presumably his accomplices who helped set up the spirit-locking array.

A moment later, Yun Yi finally caught up, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, clearly having endured a very difficult chase.

The cultivators behind him were in even worse shape, their faces flushed and their breathing disordered. After landing, they immediately sat cross-legged and began to regulate their breathing.

"What movement technique are you using?"

Yun Yi's voice was still hoarse from panting, "The speed of this sword flight... is too fast!"

"I used all my escape techniques and chased you for nearly a hundred miles, but I still couldn't see your shadow!"

The cultivators behind him who were meditating also nodded in agreement with bitter expressions.

They were supposed to be there to meet us, but they almost couldn't even catch up with the person they were supposed to meet.

If this gets out, it will be incredibly embarrassing.

"A trivial skill, not worth mentioning."

"As for Fellow Daoist Yun, I will remember this favor because you were able to activate the formation in time to hold off the pursuers."

A trivial skill?

Yun Yi's lips twitched, and his gaze toward Cui Yi became even more complicated.

If your tricks are mere child's play, then the escape techniques we've all cultivated probably don't even qualify as amateurish skills...

Yun Yi paused, then suddenly remembered something. A glint of light flashed in his eyes. He took a few steps closer and asked in a low voice:

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Cui, what is your relationship with that Lord Song from earlier?"

Cui Yi was slightly taken aback: "Song Ziwei? It's nothing, we've only met once before."

"one side?"

Yun Yi frowned, clearly not believing it. "You've only met him once?"

"That's true."

Cui Yi nodded, his tone flat, "Back when I was in the Demon Suppression Division, he was my direct superior."

"After I left the Demon Suppression Division, we had no further contact."

"He is acting under orders today, carrying an imperial edict, and has no personal relationship with me whatsoever."

After listening, Yun Yi remained silent for a moment, but the expression on his face became even more peculiar.

He looked around to make sure no one else was nearby before moving closer: "Fellow Daoist Cui, do you know what kind of influence this Lord Song Ziwei holds in the Great Yan Dynasty?"

Cui Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, signaling him to continue.

"His Highness once said that in the entire Great Yan Dynasty, if we're talking about one-on-one combat, Song Ziwei might not even rank in the top ten, but if we're talking about killing, he's definitely in the top five!"

"The Golden Core Realm has a chance to touch the very tail of the laws. Although the probability is one in ten thousand, it is at least somewhat possible. And Song Ziwei is one in ten thousand!"

"But the law he touched upon was the law of time!"

"Song Ziwei's most famous move is 'Tracing Back the Shadow,' which allows him to expend his true energy to glimpse past events in minute detail, even capturing the very essence of things across time!"

"This tactic can be used not only in the past, but also in the future!"

"However, we don't really know what price we have to pay for predicting the future."

"But Fellow Daoist Cui, you must understand that if he really wants to stop you, it won't be so easy for you to leave today."

"Although the Spirit-Locking Array is powerful, it can only trap ordinary Golden Core cultivators."

"Someone like Song Ziwei, who has comprehended the laws, might not be unable to break through if he goes all out."

Yun Yi said in a deep voice, "The reason he didn't make a move is probably because..."

"He also felt that the Cui family patriarch died justly, and that what you did wasn't too outrageous."

"Or perhaps, he's leaving you a way out, and also leaving himself a way out."

After hearing this, Cui Yi couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Song Ziwei is already so strong, so why is he still so hesitant to act?

"Enough. Fellow Daoist Cui's actions today will surely cause a huge uproar. For the next while, you should stay obediently in the Blood Robe Sect."

Yun Yi reached out and patted Cui Yi on the shoulder: "With your commotion, the Cui clan is completely finished, and the capital will face a major purge."

"And this is exactly the situation Your Highness wanted to see."

"Rest assured, I will definitely speak on Fellow Daoist Cui's behalf to His Highness. Given His Highness's fondness for talent, he will surely summon you personally!"

"..."

Cui Yi remained silent for a moment. He had no interest in men, nor in who sat on the emperor's throne.

He still prefers girls to this.

Cui Yi pondered for a moment.

This rampage in the Cui clan and the killing of the Golden Core Ancestor, while venting his anger, has also put him in the spotlight.

The Great Yan Dynasty has likely intensified its arrest warrant, and the spies of various families are undoubtedly searching for his whereabouts.

"I plan to return to the Blood Robe Sect for a few days to consolidate my cultivation and recuperate from my injuries before heading out to gain experience."