"Fuck!"
Ye Zixiao exclaimed.
"What?"
Tang Keke was also stunned.
Divine King level! Even with only five-tenths of her strength, Tang Keke's strike would be incredibly difficult for anyone below her level to dodge, let alone catch bare-handed. A single level difference was like night and day!
But.
The gaunt Witch King, with a casual grasp, had caught the blade. Even more bizarrely, his hand remained unblemished, as if Tang Keke's blade were made of wood?!
"How, amazing right!"
The gaunt Witch King grinned triumphantly.
"You, what level are you?"
Tang Keke was genuinely shocked.
"Level? Hahahahaha..."
The Witch King let out a wild, arrogant laugh and declared, "When I was thirty, I had already broken through to Divine King. While I haven't reached Heavenly God yet, all Divine Kings are trash in my eyes."
"No wonder!"
Tang Keke tried to pull her blade free.
However, despite exerting continuous force, she failed.
"Bitch, die."
The Witch King's eyes suddenly widened. Gripping Tang Keke's blade with his right hand, he unleashed a rapid left-hook, striking her squarely in the abdomen. The fist was not large, but the power was immense!
"Pfft—"
Tang Keke spat out a mouthful of blood.
She involuntarily released her blade as her body was sent hurtling backward. A dignified Goddess King, she lacked the strength to even resist. Her speed became pathetic before the Witch King.
"Hehehehe!"
The Witch King emitted a sinister chuckle.
He too performed a dragonfly-kicking-water move.
Like a phantom, he flashed and, stepping on the water's surface, caught up to Tang Keke. Holding the hilt of her blade, he thrust it towards her neck.
Clang!
A crisp sound echoed.
Tang Keke's blade was knocked into the water.
Ye Zixiao, mid-air, caught Tang Keke with his left arm, knocked her blade away with his right, and then, with another swift strike, lunged his blade towards the Witch King's abdomen as he stood on the water.
Swish—
The Witch King sprang back, flipping in the air.
He retreated rapidly.
Two seconds later, Ye Zixiao, carrying Tang Keke, crossed the hot spring and landed. The Witch King returned to his starting position, his black eyes now glinting with light, and he regarded Ye Zixiao with keen interest.
"You, what level?"
The Witch King instinctively asked.
"I'm max level, you believe that?"
Ye Zixiao gently set Tang Keke down.
"I'm fine, be careful!"
Tang Keke sat on the ground, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. She said with great concern, "Don't underestimate him, this lunatic is not simple. He's not a mutant, he's a genuine expert."
"Don't worry, he's as good as dead."
Ye Zixiao's expression turned ferocious.
"Ye Zixiao, I've heard of you. They say you're very capable, and I acknowledge that. However, you still underestimate me. This Great Divine King is a height you can never reach."
The Witch King seemed less insane now.
But he had become exceedingly arrogant.
"Is that so?"
Ye Zixiao's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Since I descended the mountain, this is the first time I've encountered someone beyond Divine King. If that's the case, then consider me the first Great Divine King I've killed!"
"Hahahaha..."
"Stop laughing, damn it!"
"Did you learn your martial arts on the mountain?"
"Yes."
"Tianlong Mountain? Or Wudang Mountain?"
"Qiankun Mountain!"
"Qiankun Mountain, hahaha, huh?"
The arrogant Witch King's eyes suddenly widened.
He looked at Ye Zixiao again, frowning, and asked, "What did you say? Say that again, kid? Which mountain did you come down from? Damn it, speak clearly!"
"Why are you so agitated?"
Ye Zixiao did not leap onto the water.
He walked towards the Witch King along the bank.
"Which mountain did you learn your martial arts from?"
The Witch King's voice had become hoarse.
"Qian, Kun, Mountain!"
Ye Zixiao continued to advance as he spoke.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Those five old monsters are all lunatics, they're perverts, they're insane. They wouldn't take you as a disciple, unless..."
The Witch King trailed off as he spoke.
"Unless what?"
Ye Zixiao was getting close.
"You're called Ye Zixiao?"
"Your mom, is that even a question?"
"You, you, who is your father?"
"Your grandfather."
Ye Zixiao suddenly lunged forward, unleashing three slashes towards the Witch King. It must be said, the Witch King was truly formidable; he dodged two slashes consecutively before the third one managed to cut his abdomen.
"Waaaaah!"
The Witch King looked down. His abdomen was bleeding. He let out a ferocious cry, glared at Ye Zixiao's blade, and roared, "What kind of blade is that? How can you wound someone with blade energy!"
Yes.
Ye Zixiao's blade tip had not touched the Witch King.
The wind from the blade's tip had sliced open the Witch King's abdomen!
"Xiu, Luo, Saber!"
Ye Zixiao raised his head with great pride.
"Qiankun Mountain, Asura Saber, heh heh heh... I understand, I believe it. You truly are a disciple of those five old monsters. If I'm not mistaken, you're Ye Lingtian's son?!"
The Witch King suddenly seemed to have calmed down.
"Old beast, you've guessed correctly, but guessing correctly changes nothing. Your sins are too deep. I must kill you today, but if you answer my questions, I can leave you with an intact corpse."
Ye Zixiao was quite direct.
For he could tell that the Witch King not only knew his father but also the identities of his five masters. This suggested that the gaunt Witch King was definitely more powerful than the former Sunset King.
At least within the Heavenly God Society.
The Witch King's rank was certainly higher than the Sunset King's.
"You want to know about the past?"
The shrewd Witch King had already guessed the question.
"Yes."
Ye Zixiao nodded.
"Ye Zixiao, this king did not participate in the pursuit of your Ye family back then, so find the right person for revenge. I have no enmity with your Ye family, you don't need to come after me."
"Killing you is not a family feud."
"Then what is it?"
"The feud of all people."
"Hahahaha, Ye Zixiao, Ye Zixiao, you're just like your damned father, always speaking like a savior. Your father was purged precisely because he was too arrogant."
"You talk too much nonsense, I only have one question for you: where is the headquarters of the Heavenly God Society? Who issued the Heavenly God Edict back then? Who wanted to annihilate our Ye family?"
"It's no use even if you know."
"What do you mean?"
"Even if I tell you where the Heavenly God Society is, even if I tell you who issued the edict back then, you won't be able to get revenge. Ye Zixiao, do you know why your father didn't seek revenge?"
"Why?"
Ye Zixiao's voice suddenly rose.
Yes.
He desperately wanted to know why!
"Because the one who wanted to exterminate your entire Ye family also has the surname Ye, hahahaha... Let alone a little brat like you, even if your father came out and sought revenge personally, he would only have gone and never returned."
The Witch King chuckled eerily after speaking.
"Bullshit!"
Ye Zixiao suddenly became enraged. He pointed at the Witch King's nose and yelled, "The elders of our Ye family still alive are only my father and my third uncle. Damn it, you're trying to sow discord."
"Believe it or not!"
The Witch King even shrugged.
"Die for me!"
Ye Zixiao launched another assault.
He simply didn't believe it.
He didn't believe the mastermind also had the surname Ye?!
This time, the Witch King dared not be careless. He did not block or counterattack, but continued to dodge. His speed increased, and finally, his entire being became a blur, darting around the aerial garden.
"Ye Zixiao, you can't kill me."
"Old beast, don't run if you have the guts!"
"Ye Zixiao, you've overlooked something. I am the king of the Witches of the Witch Country. My greatest strength is not the Thirteen Protectors, but my Witch clan's death warriors. They are arriving soon."
"Even gods can't save you."
Ye Zixiao continued his fierce pursuit.