After midnight

"I clearly said it, as long as you don't betray me."

As the last rays of sunset faded, Zhao Yunqi stood alone under the eaves without choosing to respond.

"Now that you have seen it, you should know how much power I hold in my hands! This is what my father has spent his entire life dreaming of. Don't you want to create new glory with me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in this at all." Zhao Yunqi was both indifferent and angry. He felt the emotions surging deep in his heart burning his chest.

"Not interested? You don't believe me?" Song Yu suddenly went crazy. "You don't believe I will succeed! You don't believe I won't hurt you! It doesn't matter, I don't need anyone to believe, not even you!" The broken pieces of earth on the ground were ready to move, and stood up shakily.

Zhao Yunqi frowned, feeling surprised. It was the first time he saw Song Yu lose his composure because of him. No, it was not because of him, it was purely because of this secret.

In an instant, clods of earth hit him hard. Zhao Yunqi simply stopped distracting himself. He gritted his teeth and rushed into the huge battle array set up for him by Song Yu. At this moment today, it was meaningless to think about things outside the battlefield. From the moment Zhang Dong found him, he had never thought about leaving here alive.

The ice cone broke through the ground, thrusting in, smashing the standing fragments directly. He tried his best and didn't intend to waste too much time, firstly because Song Yu came too fast and he hadn't finished the last step. Secondly, the current balance was only temporary, and Song Yu's reinforcements would increase in the future.

Zhao Yunqi had to choose a quick battle to leave himself some room. He tiptoed and rushed towards Song Yu. He conjured a blade of pure energy and sacrificed his life like a moth to a flame.

Song Yu narrowed his eyes. In the twilight, he could clearly see the cold and sharp edge of the pure power. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunqi had this trick up his sleeve. Veins bulged on his hands. Suddenly, large tracts of land were overturned, and the soil was torn up and blocked in front of Song Yu.

Zhao Yunqi didn't hesitate at all. He tensed his muscular arms and twisted his body to an incredible angle, as if it would break in the next second. He thrust the blade of pure energy into the earthen bed with all his strength, and in an instant, the earthen bed fell apart.

But this was not the end, he had no intention of stopping there. With a turn, the huge impact carried him to the position under Song Yu's feet. You attack, I block; you stab, I dodge; you get close, I stay away. In the flying dust, Zhao Yunqi used his pure ability like a tiger with wings, and Song Yu soon couldn't resist.

Zhao Yunqi's eyes were red, and he pierced through the air with the tip of his knife and stabbed into Song Yu's left shoulder without blinking. Song Yu's breathing was rapid, and he fought back desperately. Although he was exhausted from dealing with the overwhelming close combat and pure power, he still gathered his strength and grabbed Zhao Yunqi's hands to prevent the tip of the knife from going any further.

When the two were in a stalemate, hurried footsteps were heard from behind.

Wooden arrows were fired continuously at him. Zhao Yunqi turned his head and relaxed, and Song Yu escaped instantly.

Zhao Yunqi turned around and chopped them off one by one. Taking advantage of the fight just now, Zhao Yunqi cleverly moved to the outer wall of the Song Mansion. Now, as long as he climbed over the high wall behind him, he could escape.

He looked at Zhang Dong, then at Song Yu. After Zhang Dong joined the fight, the three of them immediately formed a triangle. He couldn't just target one person and attack. He took a step back.

However, at this moment, Song Yu seemed to realize that the position where Zhao Yunqi was standing was too dangerous. Three peaks suddenly rose from the wide road separated by a wall. These three peaks extended into the air, blocking the high wall tightly.

A shadow loomed over Zhao Yunqi's head. Zhao Yunqi looked up, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them quickly. His eyes were dark gray.

After Zhang Dong left, Song Xin was extremely nervous and worried. She knew that if Zhang Dong and her elder brother joined forces, Zhao Yunqi's chances of escaping would be reduced. Moreover, after punishing Zhao Yunqi, Zhang Dong would probably be blamed.

But all this was her fault. She didn't understand the interests involved. Not only did she not stop Zhao Yunqi at the beginning, but she indulged him, which harmed both him and Zhang Dong.

Song Xin stamped her feet in the house anxiously. Suddenly, she had an idea and pushed the window. Sure enough, the window opened. She quickly climbed up the window, jumped out, found a direction and ran over. At this time, the uncle was there. When she arrived at the independent courtyard, the rumbling tearing and shaking sounds resounded in the air.

She felt her whole body numb and trembling. She turned her head and saw three mountains standing proudly and ferociously like huge monsters, blocking half of the Song Mansion and the last bit of orange in the distant sky.

She calmed herself down and rushed to open the door of Song Hongda's residence. Her uncle was sitting upright in the dim room with his eyes closed, as if he could smell the elegant fragrance of flowers and hear the melodious chirping of birds.

"Uncle!" Song Xin rushed forward and called him, panting.

"Xin'er, go turn on the light. It's getting dark."

Song Xin looked at her uncle's eyes, which were still closed when he spoke, and compromised. She turned on the light, and the room was instantly bright. At this time, Song Hongda opened his eyes. "Xin'er, why did you come to see me?"

"I would like to ask uncle to help save brother Yunqi."

"Save? Why save?"

"Uncle! He is Brother Yunqi! How could you just watch him die without helping him?" Song Hongda's indifferent look immediately angered Song Xin.

"He is no longer your elder brother Yunqi. He is not Zhao Yunqi of the Song family."

"I know!" Song Xin yelled impatiently. She couldn't control herself from getting angry at adults like a child. But she regretted it immediately after yelling. She begged again: "Can't you...can't you save his life?"

"Xin'er." Song Hongda said helplessly, "With your brother Yunqi's temperament, will he allow himself to linger like a waste? Will he allow himself to drag down his sister? He stole the secret, how can you make him promise and make Song Yu believe that the secret will not be leaked? Pull out his tongue, chop off his hands, or let him become a complete lunatic?"

Song Xin was stunned for a moment. She bit her lower lip and couldn't utter a word.

"I also want him to be fine, and it doesn't matter whether he is one of ours or not. But since he has chosen this path, we can't be blamed. Xin'er, come here." Song Hongda shouted to her.

Song Xin involuntarily moved closer, and as soon as she reached Song Hongda's side, Song Hongda grasped her hands. The big, rough hands were cold. Song Xin squatted down, grasped his hands, and looked up at him.

"Xin'er, you must be well."

"Uncle, you too."

Song Hongda smiled grimly. He withdrew his hands, clasped them in his arms, and closed his eyes again.

Song Xin looked at him silently, and the room returned to a brief calm. However, within two minutes, Song Xin stood up and hesitated to ask him. This time she tried to be calm and not let her tone reveal a trace of uncertainty.

"Brother Yunqi knows the real cause of father's death." Song Xin paused and said, "Then uncle must know it too, just like me."

Just like me, these five short words were more impactful than any other words Song Xin said after she entered the room. Song Hongda opened his eyes and stood up at once, looking at her in surprise and pity.

Seeing Song Hongda's reaction, Song Xin's heart sank completely. She was trembling all over, as if she had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold pond, freezing cold. She took a deep breath and said, "So, after all, uncle knows. The person who killed my father is... is..."

Song Xin's lips trembled and turned pale, but she couldn't utter those two words no matter what.

"Song Xin, don't say anything more. Be good and don't push yourself like this." Song Hongda trembled and tried to support her.

"Okay... I won't talk about this... I won't talk about this." Song Xin pinched herself hard, her nails digging into her flesh. Her voice was now uncontrollably trembling with the unique tremor of crying.

Song Xin wiped away her tears, "Uncle, do you know the secret that Brother Yunqi was determined to get at the cost of his life?"

"I only know one thing, it's about the 'Son of God'." Song Hongda said with a vicissitudes of life. This is really the only secret he knew.

"Yes, the Son of God was imprisoned by his father during the years he disappeared. How could his father do such a thing? He killed the relatives of the Son of God. How could such a good father imprison and persecute the Son of God?..."

"Is that all?" Song Hongda interrupted her impatiently.

"Yes, Brother Yunqi only showed me this." When Song Hongda asked her again, Song Xin's face immediately became serious. She looked at Song Hongda in horror, as if she had discovered something even more frightening. Suddenly, she ran outside.

Brother Yunqi only showed her the old stories, but how could the room full of information only have the past and not the present? Zhao Yunqi must have discovered a bigger secret, and it was this secret that made Brother Yunqi want to kill her.

"Song Xin, come back! Come back!"

Song Xin ignored Song Hongda's shouts and ran out of the wall without looking back. Inside the wall, Song Hongda sat down on a chair dejectedly. How many secrets are hidden in this Song Mansion? How many secrets can each person carry?

Facing the joint attack of Zhang Dong and Song Yu, Zhao Yunqi quickly sorted out his thoughts. First of all, they could not use pure abilities, so he still had to hurry up and use pure abilities to break through. Moreover, the more troublesome one between them was still Song Yu's ability, especially his special ability. Therefore, his main target of attack should still be Song Yu, because Zhang Dong could not pose a threat to him.

After figuring this out, Zhao Yunqi immediately fired more dense ice blades. He tried to use this as a cover to get closer to Song Yu. Under the heavy ice blades, he attacked straight towards Song Yu, and his speed was even faster than before.

Song Yu instantly gathered a large number of fragments. The more tragic the battlefield was, the better it was for him. With the same trick, Zhao Yunqi would never be able to hurt him again. In an instant, ice and soil blocks collided with each other, stirring up layers of haze.

Zhao Yunqi quickly changed his attack route, dodging to the right front to avoid the wooden arrow that Zhang Dong shot from behind him. After dodging, he continued to move forward in a circuitous way, and the wooden arrow shot at his feet.

Wooden arrows were fired one after another, Zhang Dong chased after him and joined forces with Song Yu. Zhao Yunqi continued to rush forward, and suddenly a huge piece of ice was diagonally across the wooden arrow. This huge piece of ice was like a smooth mirror. When the wooden arrow shot at it, the mirror cracked and shattered, but the remaining force in the opposite direction forced it to continue turning towards Song Yu.

Song Yu was probably totally unprepared, and he dodged in fear by instinct. The wooden arrow grazed his arm and stabbed into the ground. After he stood firm, there was another bloody wound under his left arm.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Yunqi approached Song Yu again, and he used his pure power again to chase Song Yu. Zhang Dong stood far away and couldn't find the right time to attack. He watched Zhao Yunqi quickly suppress Song Yu. Sure enough, as the rumors said, Zhao Yunqi held a great killing weapon in Song Hongtian's hand.

Zhao Yunqi raised the blade of pure energy and slashed at Song Yu. His skills in using pure energy were not yet so advanced, so this time he had to kill with one strike. But at this moment, the sound of metal clanging came, and swords, hooks and halberds broke through the air and attacked from above the heads of the two people who were fighting. Disturbed by the movement, Zhao Yunqi and Song Yu took a step back at the same time.

Zhao Yunqi looked up and found that the person standing on the eaves of the Song Mansion was Song Nan. Song Nan jumped lightly and jumped behind Song Yu. He walked slowly and suddenly smiled, "Brother Song Yu, what's going on here? Did you forget to call me?"

He tilted his chin, trying to sound innocent. Zhao Yunqi looked at him coldly.

With one more person joining the battlefield, Song Yu, Song Nan and Zhang Dong immediately formed a small half encirclement. They surrounded Zhao Yunqi in the deep house of the Song Mansion. If Zhao Yunqi wanted to get out, he could not escape even if he had wings.

They launched their attacks almost at the same time, Zhao Yunqi stared at them closely, secretly gathering strength. However, at this critical moment, Song Xin suddenly appeared from the corner and squeezed into this explosive situation.

"Xin'er?!" Song Yu and Zhang Dong shouted almost at the same time. Song Nan looked at Zhang Dong in confusion.

Song Xin ignorantly and fearlessly barged in, causing Song Yu to frown. He put down his arms and asked unhappily: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the room? What are you doing?"

Song Xin clenched her teeth and said nothing.

"Xin'er, stand aside." Song Yu ordered her.

Song Xin looked at Song Yu stubbornly. Not only was he unmoved, he boldly opened his arms and stood in front of Zhao Yunqi.

"Why? Why are you doing this?" Song Yu asked with narrowed eyes.

"Song Xin! I'm your brother! Do you think I won't dare to do anything to you?" Song Yu suddenly pointed at her, furious.

As soon as Song Yu got angry, Song Xin was immediately stimulated. She shouted: "Come on, do it if you have the guts! Kill me, kill me if you have the guts..."

"Song Xin, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Dong came up and tried to pull her. He was afraid that Song Yu would really get angry, and that Song Xin would really hurt herself by accident. The worry in his heart far outweighed the bitterness that overflowed.

Song Xin pulled Zhang Dong's hand away, unwilling to give in. Her face was burning red at this moment, and she wanted to cry but had to hold it back, because this big brother was not someone she could act like a spoiled child to.

"Xin'er." When the atmosphere was tense, a pair of strong hands accurately and gently held her small hands. These hands belonged to Zhao Yunqi. He held her hand and walked out.

When Song Xin took a step, she realized that her legs were so weak. If Zhao Yunqi hadn't held her, she would have stumbled. She found that in just two minutes of confrontation with Song Yu, she had used up all her strength.

"Xin'er, thank you, but don't do stupid things again. From now on, forget all this, and you will be happy."

Zhao Yunqi pressed Song Xin onto the wooden benches on both sides of the hall, then patted her head gently and turned back to the courtyard. He had been playing with Song Xin since she was a child, and although they had grown apart as they grew older, how could there be no friendship at all?

Watching Zhao Yunqi's broad back going away little by little, Song Xin seemed to have anticipated the ending. Her eyes gradually turned red, and finally she began to cover her face and cry.

"Are you ready to die?" Song Nan, holding a seven-inch long weapon in his hand, challenged Zhao Yunqi who was coming towards him.

"You can't kill me." Zhao Yunqi transformed pure power into his left and right hands, ready to fight to the death.

"Really?" Song Nan walked forward aggressively, waving a knife.

Pure energy cut off a section of the sword, and Song Nan immediately transformed into a new, longer and harder weapon. With a bang, the weapons met again. At this time, Song Nan noticed that the pure energy had a slight ripple. Zhao Yunqi must have been exhausted by the quick and urgent pure energy attacks.

The weapon was knocked down again, and Song Nan panted and looked for a way to fight back. Although Zhao Yunqi's pure ability control was not as precise as at the beginning, it was still very terrifying.

After a block, Song Nan gasped and jumped away, which provided an opportunity for Song Yu who was ready to attack. Song Yu had already understood that close attack was definitely not a good way to deal with Zhao Yunqi, so at this time, the soil blocks blessed by special abilities were densely packed in the air.

Zhao Yunqi barely had time to use his ice power to counter it, as hundreds of earth blocks came at him with precision. He wielded pure power, but soon he could no longer hold on.

Zhao Yunqi was hit in the internal organs by brute force. He covered his chest and spat out blood.