At the same time, this force pulled him down towards the ground.
Ye Bei's face changed dramatically.
Before he could react, there was a boom as he crashed into the ground.
When he struggled to climb up, he suddenly noticed a deck chair on the nearby road.
Lying on the chair was a figure in a black robe, legs crossed nonchalantly. Beside him sat an arrogant-looking dog...no, Ao Qing the beast of prey.
"Who are you?"
Clutching his chest, Ye Bei frowned at the figure in black, but could discern nothing.
The man in black completely ignored him, continuing to recline on the chair as if basking in the sunlight, without even glancing at him.
"I'm asking you, who exactly are you?"
Despite facing someone he could not see through, the previous attack coupled with the current contempt immediately filled Ye Bei with anger, causing him to yell loudly at the man in black.
But as soon as Ye Bei spoke, the black-robed man sitting on the deck chair suddenly stood up violently.
His palm slowly extended.
Then, suddenly pressed down!
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
A piercing sound rang out, accompanied by Ye Bei's shrill scream, as the bones in both his legs snapped directly.
"Boom!"
With his leg bones shattered, Ye Bei, who had just climbed to his feet, fell directly to his knees, his eyes now filled with thick fear as he stared fixedly at the black-robed man before him.
"Do you admit your mistake?"
Finally, a cold voice issued from beneath the black robes.
Ye Bei gritted his teeth stubbornly, his face full of unwillingness. The intense pain also caused beads of cold sweat to roll down his forehead.
However, his moment of hesitation directly caused the black-robed man to vanish. By the time Ye Bei regained his senses, the man was already standing right in front of him.
A palm landed directly on Ye Bei's neck, lifting him up.
"I'll ask you again, do you admit your mistake?"
The cold voice sounded again from beneath the black robes.
"I...I admit my mistake..."
This time, Ye Bei did not dare hesitate at all, stuttering out the words hurriedly from his throat.
Boom!
Ye Bei crashed back to the ground. But when he lifted his head, he realized the black-robed man had somehow returned to the deck chair.
This sight scared Ye Bei so much his heart nearly jumped out of his chest.
The power of this black-robed man made him feel utterly hopeless. Even with his status as a Martial Emperor, he couldn't even catch this man's shadow.
Just who was he?
Why was he blocking his way here?
Involuntarily, he lowered his stance and asked again respectfully, "Dare I ask, senior, have I unintentionally offended you somehow, causing senior to block my path here?"
"You have not offended me." The black-robed man said.
This left Ye Bei very confused, but before he could speak, the black-robed man added heavily, "But you, have offended my master!"
"Your master?"
The black-robed man's words baffled Ye Bei at the time.
Just making contact with an existence like the black-robed man was difficult enough for him, let alone his master who must be countless times more powerful. He had probably never even seen someone like that before.
"Senior, could you have made a mistake?" Ye Bei asked gingerly.
But he had just finished speaking when it seemed to dawn on him, and he bristled, "You, you, you're from the Martial Arts Academy?"
The black-robed figure did not speak, apparently acquiescing.
Seeing this, Ye Bei swallowed hard, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
He never could have imagined that this terrifying black-robed man actually came from the Martial Arts Academy, and from his words, even seemed to be Yi Feng's servant.
If a mere servant had so many incomprehensible abilities, how powerful must Yi Feng be?
Gulp.
He swallowed again, his face ashen.
It seemed this was an even harder iron plate than he had imagined!
At this moment, Qingshan Patriarch and the others who were traveling with Ye Bei also hurried over. Having overheard the conversation between the two, they were frightened into jumping.
Master.
Since when did he have such a powerful servant?
However, when Qingshan Patriarch saw Ao Qing beside the black-robed man, he confirmed this man was indeed from the Martial Arts Academy. After all, this dog...wolf had nearly gotten the Master killed when he was receiving them as guests.
Without another word, Qingshan Patriarch led everyone to kneel on the ground, not daring to say a thing.
"Do you know that your actions in making trouble at the Martial Arts Academy last time displeased my master greatly?" said the cold voice from beneath the black robes.
Hearing this, Ye Bei shuddered.
He hastily kowtowed, banging his head heavily on the ground, while urgently explaining, "Senior, last time I was blind and reckless, I Ye Bei was blind. I earnestly beg senior to spare my life!"
While begging for mercy, he kept signaling Qingshan Patriarch with his eyes.
But Qingshan Patriarch arrogantly turned his head away, affecting indifference.
Humph.
Brat.
First you get me into trouble, now you want me to plead for you after angering the senior. Dream on.
"Elder, why not say something on his behalf, he is my brother-in-law now after all." Beside him, Zhu Yun cautiously murmured.
"Like hell I will!"
Qingshan Patriarch slapped him across the face.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
