Chapter 97: The Night Assault on the Mu Family

Chapter 97: The Night Assault on the Mu Family

In the dead of night, the Mu family estate was thrown into chaos as assassins infiltrated its grounds.

Two young Mu family disciples patrolled the estate under the light of lanterns.

"You go ahead; I need to relieve myself," one said, stepping beneath a large tree.

As his companion continued his patrol, a glint of white light sliced through the darkness. A throwing knife struck the patrolling disciple's throat. He collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck as blood poured from the wound.

A black-clad figure emerged from the shadows, dragging the corpse into a hidden corner.

The disciple under the tree witnessed this horrifying scene. Trembling, he fumbled for his whistle and blew it with all his might.

"Fweeet!"

The sharp whistle echoed through the estate, alerting the other Mu family members.

"We've got trouble!" a guard shouted.

"Damn it!" cursed the assassin who had been spotted. Drawing a dark steel blade, he charged at the frightened disciple.

"Intruders!" the young man shouted, drawing his own weapon to defend himself.

Steel clashed in the night, but the assassin was far more skilled. Within moments, the young guard was struck down, the blade piercing his chest.

The Attack Unfolds

In the heart of the estate, Zhang, the leader of the assassins, heard the whistle and issued a cold command: "The alarm has sounded. No need to hide anymore. Kill every Mu family member and ensure Mu Feng does not leave this estate alive."

"Understood!"

The assassins fanned out, their movements like phantoms in the night. Each carried weapons and possessed cultivation levels at or above the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Bang!"

A door was kicked open, and three assassins entered a bedroom.

"Ahhh!"

Screams of terror were cut short as blood splattered across the walls. An elderly couple was mercilessly slain in their bed.

The black-clad killers spared no one—men, women, children, and the elderly were all targets of their blades.

The Mu Family Fights Back

Hearing the commotion, Mu Hai, one of the family elders, rushed out of his quarters.

"What's going on?" he demanded.

A disciple stumbled toward him, panic written across his face. "Elder! Assassins have breached the estate and are killing everyone they see!"

Mu Hai's face darkened. "Gather our warriors and protect the family!"

The disciple nodded and ran to rally their forces. Meanwhile, cries of terror and the clash of steel rang throughout the estate.

Zhang's Deadly Strength

Several brave Mu family disciples confronted Zhang, the leader of the assault.

With a single strike, he unleashed a wave of yellow energy from his palm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The disciples were obliterated, their bodies reduced to bloody fragments. Zhang's overwhelming power left no room for resistance.

"A Yuan Dan Realm expert!" Mu Hai growled as he and several elders arrived on the scene.

Zhang turned to face them, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "So, you recognize my strength? Do you still dare to resist?"

Mu Hai gritted his teeth. "Who are you? Why have you come to slaughter our family?"

"I have no personal grudge against you," Zhang replied, his voice icy. "But you're harboring someone you shouldn't. Hand over Mu Feng, or I'll raze this entire estate to the ground."

Mu Hai's expression shifted to one of shock. "You're working for Nan Hao?!"

Zhang's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You dare speak the Northern King's name so casually? You're courting death!"

With that, Zhang shot forward like a streak of yellow light, aiming straight for Mu Hai.

"Stop him!" Mu Hai roared.

The elders, their bodies encased in protective energy, joined him in intercepting Zhang. A fierce battle erupted as disciples clashed with the assassins across the estate.

Mu Feng Takes Action

The commotion reached Mu Feng's residence, drawing him and his companions, Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue, outside.

"What's happening?" Bai Ziyue asked, panic evident in his voice.

Mu Feng's face was grim. "It seems assassins have attacked the estate. Uncle Zhong has already gone to assist."

Before they could act, a black-clad assassin appeared, his eyes narrowing as he recognized Mu Feng.

"The target is here!" he shouted. Soon, five more assassins joined him.

"Ha! The real prey! Brothers, the bounty on his head will make us rich!" one of the killers yelled gleefully. "Kill!"

The assassins surged forward, weapons raised.

"Kill them!" Mu Feng commanded, drawing his blade. Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue followed suit, meeting the assassins head-on.

Mu Feng's Strength Revealed

Mu Feng channeled his energy into his fingers, releasing a burst of golden energy.

"Whoosh!"

The blast struck one of the assassins in the head, splitting his skull and scattering his brain matter.

Two more assassins sent slashes of blade energy his way, but Mu Feng dodged nimbly, his movements swift and fluid. In an instant, he retaliated, his blade gleaming with energy.

"Tiger Shattering Blade Technique—Tiger's Roar!"

A three-meter-long arc of golden energy erupted from his blade, accompanied by a deafening roar. One assassin raised his weapon to block, but the energy shattered his blade and tore through his body, leaving a gaping wound.

Mu Feng then lunged at another assassin, moving with the speed and ferocity of a pouncing tiger.

"Tiger's Pounce!"

His blade pierced the assassin's abdomen, twisting viciously as it withdrew. The man collapsed, his intestines spilling onto the ground.

Nearby, Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue battled two assassins, struggling against their formidable opponents. Mu Feng quickly joined them, dispatching their foes with precision strikes.

A Dire Warning

As the estate descended into chaos, a bloodied disciple ran toward Mu Feng.

"Young Master! The patriarch has ordered you to flee! These assassins are sent by Nan Hao, and their mission is to kill you!"

Mu Feng's expression darkened, his eyes blazing with crimson light. A murderous aura enveloped him as the bloodlust of the Shura Bloodline surged within him.

"Nan Hao... so it's you," Mu Feng growled, his voice dripping with hatred. "If it's a fight he wants, it's a fight he'll get."