Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 368 – You Seem Quite Panicked

Meanwhile.

In the high sky, a thousand miles away from the Dragon Emperor Hall.

Long Ye walked through the air with his hands clasped behind his back, each step covering several hundred meters.

His expression was calm, even carrying a hint of leisure.

In his view, this mission was practically a paid vacation.

Go to Border Dragon City, kill a little girl who had just reached Level 6, and take over the defense there in passing.

For something like this, sending any law enforcement captain would get the job done perfectly well.

But since the Grand Elder had personally named him for the task, this was no longer just about killing—it was a statement.

A statement to all of the Dragon Clan, whether branch members or purebloods, of who the master truly was.

“Long Teng, Long Teng, you’re a pitiful man too.”

Long Ye looked at the mountains rushing past beneath his feet and shook his head with a light chuckle.

“All for a woman, and you ended up losing even your Dragon Bone. Now, you’ve died yourself, and your only daughter is about to join you.”

“But don’t worry, I’ll give her a quick death. She won’t suffer much.”

Long Ye pulled a pocket watch from his chest and glanced at it—one of those little trinkets offered as tribute by the ones from the other side of the Rift.

“At this pace, I’ll reach Border Dragon City by sunrise tomorrow, and I can still make it back to the Dragon Emperor Hall by nightfall.”

He snapped the watch shut, and his speed increased once more.

But what he didn’t know was that behind him, countless miles away, a purple figure was closing the distance between them at twice his speed.

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Meanwhile, in another direction.

Out on the wild plains.

Three figures were rushing toward Border Dragon City at full speed.

Long Teng’s face was still pale, but in his eyes burned two dim ghostly flames.

That was the manifestation of the Soul-Devouring Power in operation.

“Faster!”

Long Teng’s voice was hoarse, carrying a suppressed madness.

“We’re already going as fast as we can!”

Long Yi replied with a helpless brush-off.

Although he was a Rank 8 Powerhouse, he hadn’t yet recovered to his full peak of Rank 8, and the wounds from the previous battle hadn’t fully healed either.

Long Yan, following behind, was at a lower level than these two Rank 8s and could barely keep up.

He had been absorbing Long Jingtian’s Crystal Core these past few days—that Level 8 Crystal Core contained an immense amount of Spirit Energy.

Ten whole days had passed, and he had only absorbed half of it, but even that half had pushed him into the late Stage 7, with reaching the peak of Stage 7 being only a matter of time.

“The Dragon Emperor Hall must have received the news by now!” Long Teng gripped Long Yi’s shoulder tightly, his knuckles turning white. “If anything happens to Wu’er, I’ll throw my life away if I have to, and drag the entire Dragon Emperor Hall down with me!”

“Enough talk! Save your strength. We need to take Wu’er away quietly—we’re in the shadows now, and we can’t afford to be exposed!”

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Long Yi roared, the Golden Dragon Bloodline within him surging, and his speed suddenly skyrocketed once again.

And there was also Long Zhan, just departing from the Dragon Emperor Hall.

Four factions.

Five streaks of light.

Like rivers about to converge, each carrying their own killing intent and obsession, they charged at full speed toward the center of the storm—Border Dragon City.

…

Border Dragon City, the City Lord’s Mansion.

The atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.

The once luxurious council hall now felt strangely empty.

The precious calligraphy and paintings were gone, the antique vases had vanished, and even the white tiger skin carpet on the floor that symbolized the City Lord’s authority had disappeared without a trace.

Only a single lonely chair sat in the very center.

Yui was dressed in a black gothic long dress, her face maintaining that haughty, cold, and aloof “Long Wu” expression.

But if one looked closely, they would notice her hands resting on her knees were trembling slightly.

“How much longer?”

Yui’s voice was somewhat strained as her gaze fixed intently on the corner of the hall.

There, a person with shifty, rat-like features was poking his head out.

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It was the rat-man, Jiji.

“Oh my dear lady, don’t rush me, don’t rush me!”

Jiji wiped the dust from his forehead, clutching a candlestick made of pure gold in his arms.

“This is already the last batch! These past few days, we’ve practically scraped three layers off the ground of Border Dragon City!”

Jiji directed several burly bear-kin strongmen behind him, loading box after box of supplies onto the carriage outside.

“The Crystals in the storeroom, the grain in the granaries, the weapons and armor in the armory… even that finest warm jade bed in the City Lord’s bedroom—we’ve dismantled it all and hauled it away!”

Jiji spoke while looking at the candlestick in his hands with a pained expression.

“I originally wanted to dismantle the pillars in this hall too—the gold leaf wrapped around them is worth quite a fortune.”

“Hurry up!”

Yui suddenly stood up, the trembling sensation from the depths of her soul growing stronger and stronger.

As an awakened one with a rule-type Special Ability, her perception of danger far surpassed that of Evolved beings at the same level.

She could sense an aura so terrifying it made her suffocate, rapidly closing in.

This was the true crushing pressure of death.

“Alright, alright, we’re leaving now!”

Jiji also sensed something was wrong with Yui and dared not covet that gold leaf any longer. Clutching the candlestick, he ran.

“My lady, you should retreat too! With the old City Lord gone, once word of the Third Elder’s incident spreads, the entire Border Dragon City will be doomed!”

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“I know.”

Yui took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart.

She walked to the center of the hall, gazing at this city about to be abandoned.

“As the City Lord, I must hold on a little longer.”

Her master had ordered her to hold her ground here, so she had to play this role to perfection.

Just then.

Buzz—

An immense oppressive pressure descended from the heavens without any warning.

Every tile on the City Lord’s mansion trembled in unison in that instant, emitting a grating, teeth-clenching sound.

The originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

It wasn’t clouds blocking the sun.

It was a person.

A man standing in the void with his hands clasped behind his back, blocking out all the sunlight.

He looked down from his lofty position at the tiny figure below, like a predator gazing upon a mere ant awaiting slaughter.

“Little girl.”

“You seem rather flustered.”