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“Elder Patriarch!”
“Uncle!”
The old man's ambush was so swift that it wasn't until he launched his attack that the others present barely sensed it. In an instant, he struck hard against the Eight People who were struggling to hold on, leaving the members of the Hive Security Company in a state of shock.
Such speed, from such a distance, rendered everyone powerless to assist. The gap was so vast that they felt a sense of helplessness in their hearts; this figure could target anyone at will, and even Silence would find it impossible to resist.
They could only unleash their strongest powers in an attempt to drive back the opponent and rescue their comrade, all while silently praying that this peculiar fellow, known for creating miracles time and again, could hold on a little longer.
After all, their side currently held the Advantage. If they went all out, pulling a few people to assist in delaying the enemy shouldn't be a problem.
However, the Eight People seemed to realize the critical moment as well. Each one of them summoned their last ounce of strength, even one of the Three Great Powerhouses opposing Silence threw caution to the wind, joining the fray despite being at a disadvantage of one against two!
The last unrestrained powerhouse unleashed his strength, surpassing everyone else present. He abandoned his original role of extinguishing fires and prepared to intercept any member of the Hive Security Company attempting to assist Yang Xiaoyou. He stood by, watching intently, while another oppressive presence lurked in the shadows, seemingly ensuring that no one could provide support in the short term.
Yet just as this shift occurred, the fervor of the Eight People and the weight in the hearts of the Hive Security Company members began to surface. It was as if a terrifying force had etched itself into their souls! The visual impact of the Black-Clad Elder flying out like a tattered cloth was overwhelming!
The combination of forces completely reversed and distorted everyone's judgment!
Incredible fear and various astonishments flooded their minds. Even those who had reached the realm of power found it impossible to calm themselves!
It was precisely because they were all strong that they could deeply appreciate how formidable this ambushing elder was! They understood how perilous the situation had become! In such dire straits, even being able to withstand two exchanges would be considered a miracle!
But before them lay
One move to break through! One move to kill! The continuous changes turned everything upside down in an instant!
What was that terrifying force seemingly descending from the Endless Void, as if it could move the stars? Was it truly not a natural phenomenon but rather something driven by human hands?
There was no possibility of intervention; all one could do was witness the figure standing majestically like a god, hands clasped behind their back, radiating an overwhelming presence.
“Zhao Lao, ah, I really shouldn’t have let you venture out alone. That was my miscalculation. I never expected you to hide your strength so deeply. Unfortunately, I cannot keep up with your speed.” Just as the explosive impact reverberated throughout the venue, a voice filled with authority and a hint of regret shattered the silence.
This prompted both the Hive Security Company and the Imperial Guard to react simultaneously, refocusing on their immediate adversary and resuming their tense standoff.
Compared to the earlier restrained words that seemed to suppress anger, this authoritative voice now emerged with an unusual calmness.
Yet behind this calmness lay a shiver-inducing aura that made everyone present involuntarily tremble, evoking a fleeting sense of reverence. However, this feeling was brief.
Under normal circumstances, such royal pressure would have long-lasting effects on everyone present. But after experiencing the overwhelming might that had shattered the Dragon Qi above the Forbidden City, this ‘mortal emperor’ presence felt vastly inferior in comparison.
“Hey, I truly did not expect that Your Majesty of the Chinese Empire would possess such remarkable strength. Even if you could mobilize all royal resources at your disposal, even if you are extraordinarily gifted, the effort required is far beyond what an ordinary person can endure. I remember that Second Generation Heir despised martial arts, yet I did not expect Your Majesty to dedicate all your time to this pursuit. It is indeed commendable.”
Yang Xiaoyou stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a faint smile appearing on his face. Although the intertwining forces were gradually separating and the will that governed all things was dissipating, combined with the initial might and lingering terror from earlier, it created an atmosphere of profound despair.
His words seemed to directly identify the hidden figure!
“Ha ha, an emperor? Indeed, as Sovereign of the Nine-Five, it is laughable for me to learn such common skills. But if I cannot be ruthless towards myself, how can I be ruthless towards my enemies? How can I truly reign supreme?” The voice from within seemed tinged with both melancholy and a hearty laugh.
Then a figure clad in yellow robes stepped into the Treasure Vault, staring blankly at Yang Xiaoyou while continuing to speak.
“There’s no need for you to delay any longer; every move you make cannot escape my eyes. Although you exploited Zhao Lao’s flaws and forcibly broke his wrist with brute strength, you completely absorbed his full-force strike. Given today’s medical conditions, your right arm will never fully recover; amputation is your only option to avoid necrosis.”
As Luo Yi continued to approach Yang Xiaoyou at his original pace, it felt as though he was recounting an event that had already occurred. Everyone present couldn’t help but feel a sense of realization; indeed, although their confrontation was swift and decisive, both sides had suffered terrifying blows.
The distinction lay in one enduring the impact while the other succumbed due to age!
No wonder that overwhelming force was gradually dissipating; after all, force is merely force! No matter how strong it may be, it cannot directly inflict destruction upon a person!
The terrifying presence before him, with its right arm completely incapacitated and clearly suffering from a powerful backlash, could no longer unleash that kind of horrifying combat power with just its flesh and blood.
Given the current terrifying performance of the Qing Emperor, the possibility of another miracle occurring was nearly impossible!
The human body is a whole; with such severe injuries, any exertion would encounter problems in the middle stages. The decline in strength was no longer just a matter of layers, especially when the opponent was someone who likely wouldn't be much weaker.
Although in terms of speed, the Qing Emperor could not compare to Zhao Lao, his imposing and domineering aura made it clear that he understood his own offensive capabilities!
How could someone injured and unable to escape withstand a direct confrontation?!
Having been directly confronted, Yang Xiaoyou no longer pretended. He released his grip on his right hand, causing his entire right arm to dangle limply like a noodle.
"Indeed, once the strongest among you all, even if I’ve aged, I can’t resolve this so quickly without paying a price. Who told you not to attack together? I had to hold on for a bit first." After a light laugh, Yang Xiaoyou appeared extremely relaxed. His noodle-like right arm seemed to have turned into 'a bit' of a price in his mouth, while his subsequent words revealed an eerie and inexplicable tone.
Originally planning to deal with both attacks simultaneously? With one already beaten to this extent, how could they handle two?
However, just as the eight Imperial Guards scoffed at him, believing he was merely bluffing, the Qing Emperor, Luo Yi, and Heart sensed an extremely unclear warning sign.
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