Ye Chen looked at the stone tower that was 100 meters away.
A monstrous killing intent exuded from his body. It spread toward the stone tower like an ocean.
As soon as he was done speaking, everyone looked at the stone tower immediately.
Many of the Martial Alliance disciples were stunned at first. Subsequently, they seemed to have recalled something, and they had a fervent expression on their faces.
Ye Wushuang raised his brows slightly as coldness flashed through his eyes.
After a moment of silence, a calm voice came from the stone tower, "Mad Southern Ye? Don't you think what you've done today is a little too much? "
The voice was as soft as a trickle of water. However, it sounded extremely majestic like the majestic ocean.
"Too much?"
Ye Chen smirked. "Since you can't control your people, naturally, I'll do it. However, the price is death!"
"How dare you!"
A scoff came out of the stone tower.
Subsequently, a stream of light shot out of the stone tower. As if the stars were moving, the stream of light turned into a silhouette in the air.
It was a middle-aged man in black. However, he had white hair and a mediocre appearance. He had no aura at all, giving people the feeling that he was an ordinary person.
However, as he stood in the air, almost everyone could not help but lower their heads. A suffocating pressure surged within them.
It was a pressure that came from deep within their souls.
At that moment, almost all of the Martial Alliance members knelt on the ground uncontrollably. They looked horrified.
"Chief!"
A hoarse voice came.
A clumsy silhouette crawled out of the giant pit that Ye Chen had created earlier. The person's hair was messy and his face was covered in blood.
The people gasped.
The reason being that it was Million Killer.
He was still alive!
Million Killer struggled to stand up from the ground. He knelt on one knee at the silhouette in the air and clasped his fists with respect on his face.
"Chief, I'm useless!"
Everyone lifted their heads to look at the silhouette.
Chief!
He's the chief of the Martial Alliance who has been in closed-door cultivation for decades and has never shown himself! Sikong Ao!
"Greetings, chief!"
At that moment, everyone from the Martial Alliance knelt onto the ground. They exclaimed like a tsunami.
Ye Wushuang took a good look at him and said, "Brother, this person is very powerful!"
Ye Chen nodded lightly as a gleam flashed through his eyes.
This person is the Martial Alliance's Leader, Sikong Ao? His ability was indeed great. He was even more powerful than Bai Zhanyuan!
Faced with the voices of the crowd, Sikong Ao did not say a word. It was as if he did not hear anything as he walked over step by step from midair above the stone tower.
That's right, he was walking. He was walking as if he was walking on flat ground. There wasn't a single ripple of energy coming from his body. He wasn't like Million Killer and the others, who used their energy to jump around.
He walked very slowly, but with every step he took, it was as if he was stepping on the entire world.
Sikong Ao stopped walking slowly when he was less than 50 steps away from Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang. He stared at Ye Chen with his pair of aged eyes.
"Mad Southern Ye, although I've been in closed-door cultivation, I've still heard of your name!"
Sikong Ao spoke slowly, "I also know that you're No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard and you're even known as the No. 1 in China. However, that's not what you have to barge into my Martial Alliance and kill our elders!"
Hearing this.
Ye Chen smirked. "What? You've allowed your Martial Alliance to go against me time and time again, assassinate my wife, and capture my parents. Now, I'm not allowed to come here to ask for an explanation?
What kind of bullsh * t logic is that? "
Killing intent filled his eyes as he spoke to this point.
Sikong Ao shook his head lightly and grabbed at a house beneath him. At that moment, he grabbed an old silhouette.
It was Feng Kuohai.
Ever since Ye Chen severed his arm, Feng Kuohai had been resting on the bed. He had heard everything that happened outside. He thought the chief would attack Ye Chen as soon as he appeared.
Never had he thought that Sikong Ao would grab him through the air.
Feng Kuohai looked extremely terrified as he thought to this point. "P-chief!"
"Shut up!"
Sikong Ao scoffed and looked at Ye Chen. "Mad Southern Ye, I've found out that he's the one who made our Martial Alliance your enemy!
I can hand him over to you today, but you have to leave with your people! "
The crowd gasped as soon as he was done speaking.
Disbelief was written all over their faces. Never had they thought that Sikong Ao would do that.
Feng Kuohai almost passed out.
Ye Chen smirked as he met Sikong Ao's gaze.
Feng Kuohai hated Ye Chen for killing Yuan Bupo. Indeed, he was the culprit who caused the situation that happened today.
However, it would be a lie to say that the Martial Alliance and Sikong Ao had no idea what Feng Kuohai had done.
Those people did not take Ye Chen seriously since the beginning. They thought that Ye Chen could not threaten them, so they turned a blind eye to Feng Kuohai's actions.
However, the Martial Alliance panicked a little when Ye Chen and the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain killed the three masters. They were shocked by Ye Chen's ability.
Although things had come to this, the Martial Alliance had no intention of reconciling with Ye Chen. Instead, they wanted to kill him with a borrowed knife.
Therefore, there were more and more conflicts. Eventually, they sent the Ku Rong Old Men, Unquestionable Jian, and the rest to the Imperial Wind Pavilion to kill Ye Chen.
Both parties were on opposite sides now.
That was the reason why Ye Chen did not kill Feng Kuohai. Instead, he asked him to return to the Martial Alliance to deliver the message.
Not only did he want to kill Feng Kuohai, but he also wanted to destroy the Martial Alliance!
Ye Chen chuckled softly as he thought to this point. He said in disdain, "What? Are you scared? "
"Impudent!"
Anger flashed through Sikong Ao's eyes upon noticing that Ye Chen did not know what was good for him. "Why would I be afraid of you? I just don't want to kill you, a genius from China, over something insignificant!"
"A small matter?"
Ye Chen smirked. "You sent someone to assassinate my wife and kidnapped my parents. Do you think that's a small matter?"
His face was grim. "To you, it's a small matter, but to me, it's a big matter. Cut the crap. You'll die today, and the Martial Alliance will be destroyed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked coldly at Feng Kuohai, who was in Sikong Ao's hand, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "But before that, I have to give you a big present!"
His voice fell.
Feng Kuohai, who was in Sikong Ao's hand, suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist. The blood mist splattered all over Sikong Ao's body, and he didn't even have the time to scream.
It was the Spiritual Power Whirlpool that Ye Chen had left in Feng Kuohai's body earlier. With a thought, Feng Kuohai's body would explode.
Countless people stared blankly at this scene.
On the other hand, Million Killer couldn't hide the cold smile on his face!
'Mad Southern Ye!
How dare he reject the chief's request? He even killed Feng Kuohai before him!
'You're seeking death!'
As expected.
Sikong Ao's face gradually turned gloomy and cold. The heavens and earth were filled with dense killing intent.
"Mad Southern Ye, you're seeking death!"
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