The Knife is Mine

"Hiss!"

The old ancestor Qingshan's face changed drastically.

This was a mighty Warrior Emperor.

To think the Bombing Gang actually had a Warrior Emperor hidden so deep within its ranks.

Finally, the man in white robes turned his gaze over, asking indifferently, "The tiny Qingshan Sect dares to attack my Bombing Gang. How bold!"

The old ancestor Qingshan's expression was gloomy, but he had not lost his composure. He held his head high and said, "May I ask this esteemed one's name?"

"Ye Bei!"

The man in white robes responded indifferently.

"Ye Bei?"

The old ancestor Qingshan was greatly shocked, recalling a legend from the past in South Sha. Ten years ago, a genius had risen to prominence, reaching the Warrior King realm by the age of twenty. But right when he was at his peak, this person suddenly disappeared without a trace, and many guessed that he had died in some secret realm.

Who would have thought that he would join the Bombing Gang and make the leap from Warrior King to Warrior Emperor in just ten years?

Such talent was simply terrifying!

"I did not expect to run into you here." The old ancestor Qingshan said heavily, "But do you know that three of your Bombing Gang's elders have been behaving atrociously outside, offending those they should not have?"

"So what of it?"

Ye Bei responded coldly.

"You..." The old ancestor Qingshan was so angry that his face turned ashen. "So you mean to say it was your Bombing Gang who incited those three to offend their seniors?"

"I do not know of their affairs." Ye Bei responded indifferently.

"Very well. Since your sect was unaware, there naturally would not be a clash between our orthodox sects. However, I will need you to hand over those three. I must give an explanation to that senior." The old ancestor Qingshan said heavily.

Upon hearing this, Ye Bei's eyes glinted.

"You smashed the physical bodies of three of my sect's elders, and now you dare come asking for people again? You are quite bold!" Ye Bei said coldly. "Shouldn't you be considering how your Qingshan Sect will get out of this predicament?"

The old ancestor Qingshan's face was stifled with awkwardness, but he still spoke staunchly, "Esteemed one, this matter did not arise because of my Qingshan Sect, but concerns another senior. I hope that you will consider this seriously."

"There is no need for further consideration. I will not hand over anyone!" Ye Bei responded coldly. "Even if some senior comes for them himself, tell him to come over!"

"You..."

The old ancestor Qingshan said angrily, "I hope you have properly weighed the consequences when you say such things!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Ye Bei's expression sank. His hand, which had been hanging loosely at his side, suddenly thrust out.

In the next moment, a thick palm imprint grew larger and larger in the sky, pressing down with the might of heavenly authority.

Under this oppressive aura, the eighteen protectors by the old ancestor Qingshan's side had already collapsed to the ground, and Zhu Yun within the great formation also revealed a deeply worried look.

"A Warrior Emperor is truly powerful!"

The old ancestor Qingshan's expression was solemn. Facing such a mighty opponent, he did not dare be careless at all. The cleaver in his hand immediately released its power, chopping towards the huge palm pressing down from the heavens.

"Chi!"

The sky lit up with a dazzling radiance under this strike, and that terrifying palm print was ripped open and dispersed into nothingness in midair.

"What?"

Ye Bei, whose expression had remained indifferent this whole time, finally revealed an unbelievable look on his face.

"A petty Warrior King was actually able to easily shatter my palm strike. You are quite extraordinary!" Ye Bei said, a cold light flickering in his eyes. "Hand over that cleaver and I can spare your lives."

"Humph, impossible!"

The old ancestor Qingshan revealed a resolute look. This cleaver had been given to him by Yi Feng, so how could he possibly hand it over?

"If you do not hand it over..."

"Then I will just have to take it by force."

Ye Bei's voice had just fallen when in the next moment, he was already before the old ancestor Qingshan. A palm strike followed, chopping down.

This palm stirred up fierce gales, distorting the very air.

The old ancestor Qingshan's expression changed drastically. The cleaver in his hand reflexively hacked out.

"Hmm?!"

The palm landed on the cleaver and Ye Bei's expression greatly changed. His entire body was sent flying back. Looking at his palm, it had already become misshapen, radiating intense pain.

"I truly did not expect that a mere Warrior King would injure me."

Ye Bei's eyes narrowed.

"But a peerless divine blade like this does not belong in the hands of a useless fool like you. Only I, Ye Bei, am worthy of possessing it."

As he spoke, his full speed erupted and his ghostly body flickered around the old ancestor Qingshan, unleashing fierce attacks one after another.

Under this intense assault, space itself seemed to distort and the ground was left with gully after gully, dust and debris shooting into the sky.

At the start, the old ancestor Qingshan could barely fend it off relying on the divine cleaver, but a Warrior Emperor was a whole realm above the Warrior King. Soon, he was no match for the onslaught.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Following a series of explosive booms, when the last boom rang out, the old ancestor Qingshan was sent flying back. Just as he tried to get up, a foot stepped down firmly on his chest.

"The blade is mine now."

Ye Bei looked down condescendingly and snatched the cleaver from the old ancestor Qingshan's hand.

"You...this was given to me by my senior. How dare you seize it as your own? If this incurs that senior's wrath, your Bombing Gang will be wiped out!" The old ancestor Qingshan yelled furiously.

"Oh?"

"Let's see if this so-called senior of yours really exists."

Ye Bei disdainfully remarked. His palm suddenly stretched out and pressed down on the old ancestor Qingshan's head.

"Soul Search!"

The old ancestor Qingshan's expression changed drastically as he struggled madly, but it was futile. He could only feel his memories gushing out.

After a long period of time, Ye Bei finally raised the corners of his mouth.

"Indeed there is such a person, but he does not seem like much."

"However, since he was able to bestow upon you such a divine weapon, he must have other treasures as well. In that case, I shall pay him a visit myself and lay a solid foundation for my Bombing Gang's rise!"

As he spoke, he stomped down on the old ancestor Qingshan's body, sending him flying back into the great formation.

"You worthless worms can just die here!"

With a sneer, his gaze turned towards Pingjiang City and his body flashed out in that direction.