“Hmm? What’s going on?!”
The man glared hatefully at the women blocking the street, then his face turned cold as he roared viciously,
“Damn it, good dogs don’t block the Dao. What are you all doing gathered here? If you want to kneel, go kneel in a brothel; you can even sell yourselves to supplement your household income. Don’t you dare act cheap and block my way here!”
With that, he raised a wine bottle, intending to smash it viciously at the women.
But at that moment, gusts of fierce wind suddenly appeared around the man.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—these hurricanes, like invisible giant claws, gripped him tightly, making him roll and float over the crowd, then crash heavily into Wang Widow's residence.
Immediately, when the man stood up from the ground, looking bewildered and angry,
He was, like Li Zhen, instantly shocked and paralyzed by the legendary Aura of the Dao Ge Four, unable to move.
He stood rooted to the spot, looking around in terror, while secretly thinking,
“This… isn’t this the pressure of an Innate Legend? So close—what master has arrived?!”
And when the man saw Li Hai, who was sitting on the Qilin not far away, his whole body trembled instantly, and he thought to himself,
“This, isn’t this the pretty boy Wang Widow mentioned? How could he be here?!”
“Tsk, tsk, so he’s only at the Innate Maniac Realm, simply too weak to be worth mentioning.”
Li Hai sat coldly in the giant Qilin, saying, “You, you must be Zhang Yong, right?”
This man was Zhang Yong. He felt that the atmosphere around him was very wrong.
Especially after seeing Li Zhen kneeling to the side, seeing the ground covered with corpses, and seeing the four armored strong men standing majestically beside the extraordinary-looking Qilin, with an even more extraordinary Aura, he felt even more uneasy.
It was a feeling that disaster was imminent.
So Zhang Yong unconsciously hunched his back, not daring to look Li Hai in the eye, and spoke in a low, respectful voice,
“Yes, this humble one is Zhang Yong. May I ask—may I ask what business you have with this humble one?”
“Hmm, it’s good that it’s you.”
Li Hai said coldly from the giant Qilin, “Wang Widow said she paid you to go to Li Wang Temple to catch me, right?”
“This, this—” Cold sweat instantly poured down Zhang Yong’s forehead and face; he didn’t know how to answer.
Li Hai spoke again, “Later, because of the gold bars in the temple, you killed Zan Popo, right?”
Zhang Yong dared not speak, the viciousness on his face already replaced by boundless terror.
Terrified, he couldn’t help but kneel down on the spot, kowtowing repeatedly to Li Hai, begging for mercy in a mournful voice as he kowtowed:
“This humble one was deluded, this humble one was deluded, my lord—my lord, spare my life!”
Under the imposing gaze of the Dao Ge Four, Zhang Yong dared not conceal anything.
While kowtowing, he spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube, voluntarily recounting all the details of how he broke into Li Wang Temple and how he brutally murdered Zan Popo.
Feifei, standing beside the Qilin, listened, gritting her teeth and her pupils trembling.
“Good, good, good, what a living beast.”
Li Hai slowly walked out from the Qilin’s carriage, approached Zhang Yong, and said condescendingly, “I won’t kill you so easily; that would be too lenient for you.”
After speaking, he turned his head to look at Feifei, who stood to the side with red eyes, and asked,
“Feifei, Zan Popo was your master, so her revenge should be yours to take. Do you want to do it yourself, or should I?”
“Brother Li Hai—”
Feifei looked fiercely at Zhang Yong, who was kneeling and trembling, and slowly said, “My, my skill is not good enough. I’m afraid I’ll kill him in a few cuts, so—so you should do it.”
“Good.” Li Hai nodded, his gaze fixed on Zhang Yong. He then activated the Divine Ability of Controlling All Flows, lifting him into the air with a thought.
Then, he drew a long, pointed dagger from his palm, walked leisurely to Zhang Yong, first fed him a secret concoction of his own, the “Heart-Turning Hundred Revolutions Pill,” and then prepared to carve him into a thousand pieces.
“This pill will increase your pain by ninety-nine times.”
Li Hai looked at Zhang Yong, whose face was filled with terror, and sneered, “With your Innate Maniac level physique, you should be able to withstand ten thousand cuts. No hurry, we’ll take our time.”
“No! Don’t!”
Zhang Yong frantically shook his head, wailing with a choked voice, “My lord! My lord, I beg you, please spare me,
I, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have been so cruel to that old woman. You, you can cripple my martial arts. I am willing to guard her tomb for a lifetime. I am willing—”
“Stop with this nonsense.”
Li Hai said coldly, “A beast like you will never think you’re wrong. You’re just afraid because I caught you and you’re about to be cut into a thousand pieces.”
“No, that’s not it!”
Zhang Yong cried out, tears and snot streaming down his face, “Believe me, believe me, I really was wrong, I was wrong! Please don’t dismember me! Ah, ah, ah, ah, who will save me?! Woo woo woo woo, I was wrong, I really was wrong!”
Just then, a rough man suddenly burst into Wang Widow's residence, shouting in panic:
“Magistrate! Magistrate, outside—outside the town, a group of Sand Bandits has arrived! They said—they said they are from the Vulture Gang!”
“What?!” Li Zhen suddenly stood up and asked anxiously, “Why has the Vulture Gang suddenly come here at night? Did they say what they want to do?”
“They did, they did!”
The man panted, panicking, “The Vulture Gang sent someone to say that their First Head, Zhong Tianchuan, has an urge to kill.
And coincidentally… coincidentally, the nearest place on their travel route is Jin Fu Town.
So they demand that we hand over five hundred men, women, and children, for Zhong Tianchuan to kill. Once he’s done, they’ll leave.
If we refuse to hand over people, then Zhong Tianchuan will kill them himself, but how many he kills will depend entirely on his mood!”
Before Li Zhen could reply, Li Hai, who had overheard, sneered repeatedly, “Hahaha, good, very good. I didn’t expect there to be such arrogant bandits in this world.”
Immediately, gusts of strong wind suddenly blew, instantly enveloping everyone present, including Li Hai, Feifei, Zhang Yong, Li Zhen, and the Dao Ge Four, as well as the giant Qilin, and soaring into the night sky hundreds of feet high.
Flying to the sky and hovering in the air in an instant naturally made everyone scream repeatedly, not daring to move, fearing they would fall.
At the same time, everyone was full of admiration for Li Hai’s vast Divine Ability,
Especially the women, each one looking at Li Hai from afar, wishing they could pounce on him immediately.
And standing at such a high vantage point, Li Hai’s vision naturally became incredibly broad.
Thus, he immediately saw the thousand-strong Sand Bandit cavalry located ten li outside the edge of Jin Fu Town. At the same time, he also saw the tall, strong man riding a rhinoceros-like Yao Beast at the head of this group of Sand Bandits.