"What are you all standing there for? Fight your way out! If we don’t kill our way out today, none of us will survive!"

Suddenly, a booming roar erupted—it was Ye Luo, crystal-clear in his resolve.

Ye Luo realized, entirely by accident, he had stumbled into some kind of conspiracy. Moreover, his intuition told him that this might be the doing of substitute humans orchestrated by the Demon Clan!

But Ye Luo didn’t have the luxury to ponder over the details right now. The most important thing was to break through!

"Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens!"

Ye Luo suddenly activated his movement technique, rushing out with breakneck speed!

Blood sprayed and chaos prevailed. At this moment, it was impossible to distinguish friend from foe, not just for Ye Luo but even for the guests within the banquet hall. The result was complete melee chaos.

Ye Luo, however, was direct and relentless. Anyone who dared to block his way—regardless of gender—was killed without mercy!

If the enemy was truly a substitute human?

Then Ye Luo understood even more the critical nature of the situation!

Dragon Transformation?

No, Ye Luo couldn’t use it now; it was his ultimate trump card, and he could not afford to reveal it.

Thus, Ye Luo continued to use the Imperial Dragon Art repeatedly!

The Imperial Dragon Art consumes a great deal of energy, but its power is equally astonishing!

Luckily, at the moment, the dozens of Qi Cyclones spinning within Ye Luo’s body provided him with sufficient support for continuously deploying the Imperial Dragon Art.

Noble scions fell one after another, killed outright by Ye Luo!

Though there might have been some accidental killings among them, Ye Luo couldn’t afford to be careless in the face of substitute humans sent by the Demon Clan!

Suddenly, a thunderous shout rang out.

At the same moment, a figure blocked Ye Luo’s path—it was none other than the Young Master of Pearfall Palace!

But at that moment, the Young Master’s appearance was bizarre, his entire body covered in eerie scales!

"Hmph, brat, daring to disrupt my grand plan? Today, none of you will walk away, especially you—I will ensure your death is unimaginably painful!"

As the Young Master spoke, a single horn emerged atop his head.

Without a doubt, this individual was of the Demon Clan! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He had merely used a special secret technique to disguise himself as a human!

In truth, powerful individuals of the Demon Clan and the Human Race share general similarities, but members of the Demon Clan possess certain distinct features.

For instance, horns on their heads, scales covering their bodies, razor-sharp claws, abnormally large ears, and other such traits!

These subtle distinctions are the primary differences between the Demon Clan and the Human Race.

Of course, their cultivation systems also differ!

Demon Clan members are not demon beasts. While they do have the ability to control demon beasts, they are not demon beasts themselves. Thus, one must never imagine Demon Clan members as monstrous creatures!

In essence, their differences from the Human Race are quite minor, making it easy for them to replace humans!

Seeing the Young Master of Pearfall Palace reveal his true form, Ye Luo, though unsure of his exact species, understood one thing: this was big trouble!

If he could appear as a substitute human within the Great Tang Empire, it was certain his strength must be formidable!

Holding Princess Ling Xue in his arms, Ye Luo frowned slightly. A moment later, his eyes lit up as inspiration struck him.

It seemed he hadn’t utilized some of his special abilities. Perhaps this Demon Clan member wasn’t as powerful as he seemed!

Because Ye Luo recalled the sealing power he possessed!

Although each use of the sealing power came at the cost of depleting some of its strength, Ye Luo still had access to it for now.

If this guy wanted to walk into a trap, Ye Luo would gladly oblige!

The Young Master’s expression flickered between rage and disdain for Ye Luo’s abilities.

Indeed, he was a substitute human—and the leader of the substitutes!

He had infiltrated the Great Tang Empire for a full twenty years!

Even twenty years prior, he was already a renowned powerhouse within the Demon Clan!

"Human brat, your greatest mistake was meddling in my affairs. Hmph, Ye Luo, isn’t it? I’ve heard you’re a Prince. Perfect—today, if I kill you, the Demon Clan gains another Prince identity!"

The Young Master of Pearfall Palace said coldly, his tone brimming with confidence, as though Ye Luo’s fate was already sealed.

"Curse you! To think you’re Demon Clan—I’ll fight you to the death!"

One of the nearby Royal Academy disciples, upon seeing the Young Master reveal his true form, was overcome with fury. The relationship between the Great Tang Empire, the Da Yue Empire, the Human Race, and the Demon Clan had always been one of mortal enmity!

Whenever the two sides crossed paths, words were unnecessary—only killing remained!

In a fit of rage, the disciple launched a full-force attack on the Young Master of Pearfall Palace, but the outcome was entirely unexpected!

"Boom!"

With just a casual kick, the Young Master sent the disciple exploding mid-air!

The Young Master’s strength—how could it possibly be this simple?

Even while slaughtering the disciple, the Young Master didn’t bother to look him in the eye!

From start to finish, his gaze remained fixated solely on Ye Luo.

No, to be exact, his attention was focused on Princess Ling Xue.

Perhaps of everyone in the banquet hall, the Young Master only cared about Princess Ling Xue!

"Brat, die!"

Finally, the Young Master launched a full-force assault on Ye Luo, aiming to obliterate him in one fell swoop. In fact, his confidence was unshakable.

After all, he was a powerhouse at the sixth Qi Cyclone realm, equivalent to the border guard captains of the Great Tang Empire, wielding the innate divine ability granted to him by his Demon Clan heritage!

A figure of such strength—combining all the other guests in the banquet hall—wouldn’t stand a chance against him!

But alas, his true mistake was encountering Ye Luo!

Ye Luo’s abilities weren’t something measurable by mere cultivation realms!

Ye Luo’s strength wasn’t something you could determine simply by looking!

Ye Luo slowly raised his hand—it was an effortless, unhurried motion, as if the oncoming tempest wasn’t worth his concern at all!

And yet, just as Ye Luo raised his hand, an inexplicable force surged toward the Young Master.

In an instant, the previously unstoppable Young Master of Pearfall Palace was subdued by Ye Luo with shocking ease!

No chance to resist—not even a real fight transpired!

"What did you do to me? Why is all my power sealed? No, no, this is impossible! Who are you? Who exactly are you?"

The Young Master roared furiously.

But this time, it was Ye Luo’s turn not to spare him a glance.

With a casual wave, a transmission talisman burst into the sky like fireworks.

This talisman was one every Royal Academy student possessed, serving various functions. Once activated, it projected symbols or text into the air for broadcasting special messages!

The message Ye Luo sent read: "Feather Forest Guard, assemble immediately. Signed, Ye Luo!"

The Feather Forest Guard was perhaps the only group, aside from students, allowed within the Royal Academy, tasked exclusively with safeguarding the Academy’s security.