Martial Defiance Across Nine Thousand Realms

Jiang Ying'er's eyes flashed with a mix of shame and anger.

This was outrageous. Among the countless prodigies of the Sacred Domain, who dared to treat her like this?

Even those prodigies from other ancient clans showed her great respect. Not even Ye Tian from the Ye Family, to whom she was betrothed, had ever touched a hair on her head. Yet today, Ye Han had so rudely grabbed her arm?

"The humiliation of today, I will repay a hundredfold in the future."

Jiang Ying'er gritted her teeth in secret.

At the entrance of the Martial Tomb.

The moment they arrived, many martial artists who were attempting to enter instinctively stepped aside, casting strange looks at Jiang Ying'er, who was being held by Ye Han.

Before anyone could think further, they were shocked by the scene that followed. A golden light emanated from Ye Han's body, even enveloping Jiang Ying'er.

The two figures casually stepped through the portal of the Martial Tomb.

Boom!

A blood-red battle blade came crashing down.

Ye Han bore the brunt, his expression unchanged, not dodging or evading.

The blade struck Ye Han's chest and instantly dissipated into nothingness.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Han and Jiang Ying'er stepped through the portal and disappeared.