As if struck by lightning, Yan Chihuo almost lost his grip on his broken saber and fell to the ground. He stepped back, his face pale, and mumbled, "Uncle, is it true? You're the one who killed my father and your younger brother! "
Yan Xibei's eyes were deep. He glanced at Li Yao and sighed. "Ah Huo, trust me. I gave Zhengdong a chance. If he had not been so stubborn, the two of us could have fought for the future of Iron Plateau together.
"If possible, I would not have let a drop of Iron Plateau blood flow, nor would I have shown up in front of you in such a disguise.
"Just now, I've been restraining myself and manipulating the apocalyptic beasts in secret so that they would not kill you. I was only trying to consume your strength and spiritual gas.
"Otherwise, do you think that only two hundred people would have been killed?"
Yan Chihuo had always regarded his big uncle as the person that he admired most in his life. In his heart, his big uncle was even more important than his father, Yan Zhengdong. Hearing Yan Xibei admit that he had killed Yan Zhengdong in person, he was devastated and desperate. He shouted desperately, "Why — why did you do that? What were you trying to do? "
Yan Xibei's face was somewhat in a trance. He replied, "There are a lot of things that I need to do. The road that I have to walk on is long. However, not everybody can walk on it with me.
"If everything had gone well, we could have gotten the best result with the smallest sacrifice. Many people would not have been killed, including Ah Feng.
"It's a pity that you were too smart, Sand Scorpion. You see through my plan; but your cleverness is but a trifle, and in the end it is. Eventually, you were unable to stop it, and so many lives were sacrificed for nothing. "
Li Yao sniffed. He thought quickly, and white smoke was popping up from his forehead.
"Sand Scorpion, I didn't know that you had noticed something wrong with Yan Xibei a long time ago."
Shi Meng patted his shoulder and said hopefully. "You must be playing hard to get, keeping your composure. You waited for him to reveal his real face before you blew him up with your trump card, didn't you? "
Li Yao glanced at him and said, "You're overthinking. Brother, I've only just figured it out. What trump card do I have? "
"Hehehehe."
Yan Xibei chuckled. Even the shell of the insect below him was shivering. "Three hours of fierce battles have drained most of your spiritual gas. The stronger you are, the more exhausted your spiritual gas will be. Right now, some of you still have the strength to fight. There were no more than ten or twenty of them, and they were all arrows at the end of their flight. How was that possible? He still has a trump card? "
"Besides, although the apocalyptic body that I've carefully refined is incomplete, it can still carry out the combat ability of a Calamity Grade Super Expert."
"So what if you still have trump cards? The only way is to be torn apart by me. "
Yan Xibei paused for a moment and put on a weird smile. "Xie Hong, Ye Jun, Wei Honghui, Mu Jianyuan, Zhang Chengfei, the five of you can come out now."
While he was talking, five glittering threads suddenly spurted out of Yan Xibei's insect body and darted toward the camp of qi-trainers like sharp arrows. They tied up the thighs of five qi-trainers and pulled them over.
Of the five qi-trainers, three were wearing the armor of the Burning Sun Tribe, and the other two were wearing the emblems of the Feathered Snakes Tribe and the Giant Axe Tribe, respectively.
Their heads were dizzy because of the tossing. Their eyes were rolling quickly, and they looked at each other in bewilderment, as if they had realized something.
Yan Xibei smiled. "With everything coming to this point, there is no need for you to hide anymore. You can say openly that you are from the Temple of Immortals."
The five of them blinked their eyes and looked at Yan Xibei uncertainly.
Yan Xibei swallowed hard. Suddenly, he said in a voice that was as dull as rocks, "I am the Mountain King."
The five of them sucked in a breath of cold air. Finally, they could no longer hide the smile in their eyes.
They exclaimed, "Master Yan, you are the Mountain King. This — this is truly wonderful.
"When we saw you diving into the gray fog just now, we all thought that you had been killed in the battle and that the Temple of Immortals' plan was about to fail. We didn't know that everything was under your control. This is great!
"Your, your body is truly … truly … truly unexpected."
The experts of the six tribes seemed to have just woken up from a dream. The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe and the chief of the Feathered Snakes Tribe both looked awful. They did not expect that someone from their own tribe would be transformed into a member of the Temple of Immortals.
Yan Xibei smiled and said casually, "I'm sorry that I kept it a secret from you for so long. However, my apocalyptic body is my biggest secret. If I tell you, and you report it to your real master, the Lotus King, when you return, the entire Temple of Immortals will know that I am much stronger than they estimated, won't they?
"Then, how could the Lotus King and the rest of them make use of me without worrying about me?"
The five of them were in high spirits when they heard the name 'Lotus King'. Their faces turned pale, and they shuddered as if they had been struck by lightning.
One of them managed a smile and said, "Master Yan, you — you must be kidding. We — we have always been your, the Mountain King's, subordinates. You are our master. How can you be the Lotus King?"
Another of them was so scared that his legs were shaking. He blurted out, "Mountain King, it's true that we've met the Lotus King several times, but you are the one we are truly loyal to. We —"
Two of them sensed a subtle killing intent and looked around, looking for a way to escape.
There was pity in Yan Xibei's eyes. He said, "There is no personal grudge between the Lotus King and me. You are all my compatriots. I don't have the heart to kill you, either. However, what I'm going to say next is not suitable for you to hear. I'm sorry, everyone."
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when the spider silk suddenly rolled up like extremely thin blades. The three spies who had joined the Temple of Immortals were minced into pieces before they even had the chance to scream.
The other two spies, on the other hand, had unsheathed their sabers in advance and cut off the spider silk. They screamed and ran to the east and the west respectively. Within a moment, they were already almost thirty meters away.
Yan Xibei grinned hideously. He extended his arms and opened his fingers. Two weird waves immediately appeared in the air, which quickly condensed into two translucent hands made of spiritual gas. They extended forward and grabbed the two of them exactly.
Yan Xibei clenched his fists hard. The two hands collapsed toward the center like iron walls. After two bam sounds, two clusters of blood mist burst out. The two brawny men were squeezed into two bloody meatballs.
The incomparably cruel scene left everyone dumbstruck.
Those who were familiar with the five qi-trainers knew that the two who had escaped in the end were both experts above the 50th level of the Refinement Stage.
They did not have the ability to fight back at all in front of Yan Xibei.
The apocalyptic body was indeed horrifying.
Yan Xibei rubbed his hands and said, "Alright. The irrelevant people have been cleared. You've all seen my real capability. Now, let's get down to business.
"Sand Scorpion said that the Temple of Immortals had a scheme on Iron Plateau. I don't deny it.
"However, I believe that you've all noticed that I, Yan Xibei, am not the same as the other members of the Temple of Immortals.
"No matter what, I will always be an Iron Plateau native. Why would I murder my own people and compatriots? You have two choices now. You can make your choice.
"Firstly, stand on my side and help me become the master of the Temple of Immortals. We will reform the Temple of Immortals with our strength and turn the organization into a tool for Iron Plateau natives to carry out our will.
"Secondly, if you are unwilling to stand on my side, you can go to hell now.
"Don't be hasty. I know the warriors of Iron Plateau better than you do. I know that you are not scared of death, but you have to think about your family and compatriots in your hometown, including your parents, brothers, wives, and children.
"You are the most elite warriors on Iron Plateau. What will happen to the rest of you if you are all killed? By then, chances are that you will become the cannon fodder of the Temple of Immortals. "
Yan Xibei's brief words silenced everybody. Their faces were pale.
"Ah Huo, why don't you choose first?"
Yan Xibei looked at his nephew with a smile.
Every muscle on Yan Chihuo's face was twitching violently. He suddenly took a deep breath and spat hard. "Damn you, old fart. I, Yan Chihuo, choose neither of the two choices. I choose the third one.
"The third one is to blow up a monster like you, who is neither a human nor a ghost."
Emotionlessly, Yan Xibei condensed a shield of spiritual gas in front of him and blocked Yan Chihuo's saliva. Five spider threads darted toward Yan Chihuo brutally and pierced through his thigh, lifting him up.
"Ahhh!"
Yan Chihuo's entire body was dangled by several thin spider threads. He was in so much pain that he almost went crazy. "Old fart, old fart, you are not my uncle. My uncle died in a glorious battle. You are a monster. You are a f * cking monster. I will not stand on your side even if I have to die!"
"Ah Huo, you are too rash. Compared to your brother, you are too weak."
Yan Xibei manipulated another spider thread that was shining coldly and slithered toward Yan Chihuo's neck.
The spider thread was stained with blood, which was exactly what he had used to kill the spies of the Temple of Immortals.
"My brother has been killed, and one of my nephews has been killed, too. What's wrong with killing another one? Since you are unwilling to stand on my side, Ah Huo, your uncle will give you a quick death. "
Right then, an abrupt change took place. Yan Xibei's pupils constricted abruptly. Dozens of saber auras were unleashed from his two mantis sabers and blocked more than ten invisible bullets after several bam sounds.
"Who are you?" Yan Xibei narrowed his eyes and glared at the qi-trainers.
A tall man in a ragged Crystal Suit slowly stood up from the crowd. Half of his facial cover had been blown off, revealing a bearded face. He grinned and said, "My name is Lei Dalu. I am just an ordinary expert of Jin Dan."
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