“You are Ye Ling?”
Bai Wujue thought he had misheard, staring at Ye Ling incredulously, looking him up and down to confirm his identity.
Ye Ling smiled, “What? I don’t look like him?”
Bai Wujue examined Ye Ling carefully. After confirming Ye Ling was an ordinary person without any spiritual power, he laughed, “Haha! So what if you are Ye Ling? Your Demon Palace is full of people with undeserved reputations. If I can defeat one, I can defeat another!”
Tian Ling immediately stepped forward, saying, “Bai Wujue! I won’t allow you to speak of my senior brother like that!”
“Ye Ling is your senior brother?” Bai Wujue was stunned again, looking at Ye Ling with surprise. “How come I haven’t heard the Palace Lord mention this?”
Ye Ling replied with a smile, “It’s normal if you haven’t heard. I wasn’t planning on acknowledging Xuan Xiao as my master anyway.”
Hearing Ye Ling’s answer, Bai Wujue breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, “It’s best if you don’t acknowledge him. Otherwise, if I killed you, I would have to worry about the Palace Lord’s repercussions. This way, I can act without restraint.”
Tian Ling continued to defend Ye Ling in front of Bai Wujue, saying, “It only takes one finger for my senior brother to defeat you!”
Bai Wujue ignored Tian Ling’s words, drew the soft sword that had fallen nearby back into his hand, and simultaneously took out a pill from his spatial ring to restore his depleted spiritual energy.
He wasn’t afraid of Ye Ling, but Tian Ling kept defending Ye Ling, and he was worried Tian Ling might intervene if he made a move.
Although Tian Ling was only a six-year-old child with an immature mind, he clearly knew how strong Tian Ling was.
Facing Tian Ling, who was also a Saint, he dared not be careless.
As for Ye Ling, in his opinion, he was just an ordinary person without cultivation. Even if Ye Ling had some unknown means, he would absolutely not pose a threat to him, a Saint!
After recovering, Bai Wujue pointed his sword at Ye Ling and said with a smile, “If you have any last words, say them quickly. After I deal with you, I’ll send the other people from the Demon Palace down to accompany you.”
Seeing Bai Wujue’s confident demeanor, Ye Ling merely smiled and beckoned him over.
When Bai Wujue saw Ye Ling’s gesture, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. “How arrogant! Since you wish to die, so be it!”
As his voice fell, Bai Wujue vanished from his spot and appeared before Ye Ling, his soft sword thrusting towards Ye Ling’s brow!
His speed was as fast as lightning!
Seeing Ye Ling standing still, Bai Wujue sneered, “As expected, just a mortal. You can’t even see my movements. To think I was serious for a moment. The outcome is decided!”
Ye Ling, however, chuckled lightly, “Too slow.”
As his voice faded, Ye Ling extended his index finger and gently tapped the tip of Bai Wujue’s sword. Bai Wujue’s sword began to crumble inch by inch.
Seeing his sword disintegrate, Bai Wujue was greatly alarmed, realizing Ye Ling was not simple. He wanted to retract his hand and create distance, but found he couldn’t control his body at all!
“Can’t move? No… it’s not that, it’s just too fast. My body can’t keep up with my thoughts!”
A myriad of thoughts surged through Bai Wujue’s mind. He could only watch helplessly as his sword crumbled and he himself moved closer to Ye Ling, inch by inch.
Until his entire sword had disintegrated, he then saw Ye Ling raise his palm and slap towards him.
“I can’t dodge!”
Seeing Ye Ling’s incoming palm, Bai Wujue desperately tried to evade.
Although Ye Ling’s speed didn’t appear to be very fast, no matter how Bai Wujue struggled, he couldn’t control his body. He could only watch as the palm came towards him.
*Slap!*
Ye Ling’s forceful slap landed on Bai Wujue’s face. The loud sound of the slap echoed throughout the quarry. Bai Wujue spun seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air and fell heavily onto the ground, face first!
“Damn it!”
Bai Wujue had never suffered such an insult. His handsome face contorted. He pushed himself up with his hands, only to have Ye Ling stomp on his head.
Ye Ling looked down at Bai Wujue, who was being pinned to the ground, and smiled, “Is that all?”
Bai Wujue clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, “Ye Ling, don’t push your luck too far!”
Ye Ling applied more pressure with his foot and laughed, “Oh? Still angry?”
*Crack!*
Bai Wujue’s skull was crushed. Bone fragments pierced into his head, continuously stimulating his nerves!
“Ahhhhhh!”
Even as a Saint, Bai Wujue could not withstand Ye Ling’s strength. He cried out in agony.
The surrounding Dragon Division experts watched Bai Wujue being pinned to the ground by Ye Ling, all of them frozen in place, murmuring, “Is… is this the Emperor?”
“So strong!”
The Dragon Division experts present had all witnessed how powerful Bai Wujue was.
The battle between Bai Wujue and Wang Liren just moments ago was still vivid in their minds!
Bai Wujue had defeated Wang Liren, and Wang Liren had instantly killed Fu Tu. And that Fu Tu, who was instantly killed, could easily defeat them!
And now, Bai Wujue was easily pinned to the ground by Ye Ling. The immense difference in their strength left the Dragon Division experts breathless.
Soon, Bai Wujue could no longer bear the pain and fainted.
Seeing how easily Bai Wujue was defeated, Ye Ling sighed, “Truly uninteresting. Too fragile.”
Li Wuxin, standing behind, couldn’t help but twitch his lips, unsure how to describe his feelings.
To be honest, the pressure he felt from Bai Wujue was comparable to the pressure he felt from Tian Ling.
He already had a profound understanding of how strong Tian Ling was. Now, Bai Wujue had been rendered combat-ineffective with just one slap from Ye Ling…
Ye Ling hadn’t even used any spiritual energy!
This immense disparity made him unable to imagine how strong Ye Ling truly was.
Ye Ling was unaware of Li Wuxin’s thoughts at the moment. After dealing with Bai Wujue, he walked to the edge of the pit and looked at Wang Liren, who was lying in the center of the pit.
Wang Liren, lying in the pit, looked up at Ye Ling with difficulty and smiled, “Emperor.”
Ye Ling smiled, “You’re quite pathetic. With my power, and you’ve been beaten into this state.”
Hearing Ye Ling’s words, Wang Liren chuckled sheepishly, “It’s because I am too weak and have disgraced the Emperor.”
Seeing the sadness in Wang Liren’s eyes, Ye Ling asked, “What? You’re not happy that I came to rescue you personally?”
Wang Liren replied, “I am naturally happy that the Emperor has arrived, and I even feel somewhat flattered. It’s just…”
When Wang Liren thought of Liao Hong, who had died for him, his eyes dimmed, and he became utterly sorrowful.
Liao Hong was one of the few high-ranking officials in the Dragon Division who remained true to his principles, dedicating his entire life to the Dragon Division.
To Wang Liren, Liao Hong was both a mentor and a friend. Now that Liao Hong was dead, how could he be happy?
Seeing Wang Liren’s reaction, Ye Ling glanced at the Black and White Impermanence, who were stealthily collecting souls nearby, and immediately understood what was happening. He asked Wang Liren, “Did someone important die?”
Wang Liren gave a wry smile, “The Emperor is indeed perceptive, to even see this.”
“Only a few people died. Is that even a big deal?”
Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, then beckoned to the Black and White Impermanence nearby, “You two, come here.”
The Black and White Impermanence trembled.