The crowd reacted.
Whoosh.
Whoosh. Whoosh.
Whoosh. Whoosh. The guests twisted and disappeared from the manor. In the blink of an eye, only the chief disciple of the Hundred Flowers Gate, Li Jiayi, and Lin Xiyue remained. Zhao Ziming had pressed his sword against her neck.
The crowd was astonished.
After a while, Black Dragon stood up, clapped his hands, and laughed.
"Emperor Ye, nice move."
"You flatter me, you flatter me."
Ye Zichen smiled modestly, but Zhao Zizhao's expression was dark as he roared at Lin Xiyue.
"You're playing me!"
His chest heaved. It was clear that he was truly furious.
He'd planned for this day for half a year. Everything was going according to his plan, and he was just about to take the next step ….
"General Zhao, don't be so irritable. This isn't a competition of whose voice is louder." Ye Zichen smiled calmly. "City Lord Lin has no idea. You can tell just by looking at her expression. Don't blame others for your own failures, okay? "
"You …."
Bang.
Just as Zhao Zizhao was about to attack, Ye Zichen reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then stomped him into the ground.
Instant kill.
Absolutely instant kill.
All of this happened in the time it takes a spark to fly off a flint. No one saw Ye Zichen's movements clearly.
When they came to their senses, they discovered that Ye Zichen had already stomped Zhao Zizhao beneath his feet. He couldn't move.
"You want to fight me? It seems you chose the wrong opponent."
Ye Zichen's eyes flashed with untamed light. He gently pressed his foot against Zhao Zizhao's back and smiled at Black Dragon.
"The chess piece you left behind has a bad temper. You'll have to teach him a lesson."
Bang.
Ye Zichen sent Zhao Zizhao flying into the city lord's manor's walls. The enormous impact caused them to collapse.
"Emperor Ye is right."
Black Dragon didn't know why, but he could no longer maintain his previous indifference. Just now, when Ye Zichen fought Zhao Zizhao, even he hadn't seen it clearly.
Of course, he didn't think Ye Zichen was stronger than him.
His strength came from hundreds of thousands of demon clansmen. He'd sacrificed their blood to gain it.
If even that didn't work, then ….
What was there to talk about?
He didn't think that Ye Zichen was stronger than him, but he couldn't continue to be arrogant.
"Emperor Ye, compared to you, I'm indeed a step behind. However, I've always had a question in my heart."
"You want to know where they went, right?" Ye Zichen smiled. "In a place you'll never be able to find."
…
"Yin Shang, why don't you take a break?" Su Zhu looked worriedly at Yin Shang, who was standing beside her and staring intently at the Spiritual Formation in front of him. "You've been guarding here for three days and three nights. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it."
"Don't make me sound so fragile. I'm a Sovereign, after all. It won't be a big deal for me to endure a few days."
Yin Shang laughed helplessly. "Didn't Su Yan just go receive those two guests? If nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn't be long before we carry out Emperor Ye's orders."
"But you're still injured."
"A small injury like this is nothing. Emperor Ye's instructions are the most important." With that, Yin Shang once again focused his attention on the spiritual formation in front of him, not the slightest bit out of place.
Ye Zichen had instructed him to set it up three days ago. Its purpose was simple.
Spatial transfer.
Another quarter of an hour passed by.
Buzz.
The formation suddenly flared with light. Fatty Yin, who'd been paying close attention this entire time, tossed the Eight Formation Origin Chart into the air.
"Open!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
One figure after another emerged from the formation. When they appeared on the Nine-tailed Fox Clan's back mountain, they looked around in bewilderment.
These people were none other than the guests attending Lin Xihe's wedding.
"Where …. Where are we?"
After the guests landed safely on the Nine-tailed Fox Clan's back mountain, they glanced at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.
Weren't they supposed to be in the city lord's manor? Furthermore, they were in the demons' territory ….
Demons!
Could it be that the demons had ….
Looking ahead, the group of guests immediately noticed Fatty Yin and Su Zhu standing not too far away. What's more, the fat man's clothes just happened to be similar to the ones the demons had worn.
Bang.
A few of the spineless merchants knelt without hesitation.
"Your Excellency, I'm just a small peddler. I have no desire to resist, really. You demons must be short on resources when you attacked the Immortal Region. I can provide you with them, but please spare my little life. "
"That's right, that's right. Me too."
"Me too."
In the blink of an eye, over ten merchants knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. They didn't have the slightest shred of righteousness.
Quite a few of the guests frowned when they saw their behavior.
However, a few others seemed hesitant. Should they follow suit and adapt to the circumstances?
"These bastards."
When he heard their spineless words, Fatty Yin's expression grew unsightly. The people Emperor Ye had risked his life to save were all spineless scum!
People like them should be left to fend for themselves.
That's what he thought, but the spineless merchants had no idea what he was thinking. When they saw Fatty Yin's frown, their hearts leapt to their throats. They kowtowed even more frequently.
Some of the guests couldn't bear to watch any longer and berated them.
"Do you have any backbone at all?"
"Hah … …" The spineless merchants on the ground sneered. In their eyes, this was the only way they could adapt to the circumstances.
A few more spineless merchants borrowed the guests' words and shouted, "Your Excellency, if you want to kill me, just kill them.
"Milord, kill them if you want to kill them. Even at this time, they still want to resist you."
The guest who'd just spoken wasn't a spineless person. He snorted coldly at Fatty Yin, "Demon scum!
"Scum of the Demon Clan. Bah, if you have the guts, then kill me here. If I say no, then I'm not a man at all."
"That's right, demon scum! If you have the guts, kill us!"
Clearly, only a small portion of the guests were spineless. Most of the guests were hot-blooded. After a few of the guests shouted, the ones who were still wavering gnashed their teeth and followed suit.
The guests hooted incessantly. At that moment, the spiritual formation flashed again, and Zuo Mo walked out.
When she walked out, she was dumbfounded. Some of the guests were extremely agitated, and a group of them were kneeling and begging for mercy.
Weren't we at the wedding just now?
Why are we now … …
This group of people kept saying that they were from the Demon Race. Could it be that this was the Demon World?
However, according to what she'd read in ancient texts, the Demon Realm should have nether demonic energy. But this place … … gave her a very comfortable feeling.
She frowned, then glanced ahead.
Fatty Yin.
Su Zhu.
And this familiar lush greenery.
Then isn't this … …
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