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Chapter 697 - 698 Ye Tianba’s Threat

Chapter 697: Chapter 698 Ye Tianba’s Threat

Woosh!

Devil Sect Elder!

The entire Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage was in uproar!

"What, he’s a Devil Sect Elder?"

"No wonder this man moves mysteriously, and comes out at night!"

"You can tell he’s no good!" the clan elders glared at Yin Jiu with angry eyes.

Yin Jiu turned around, a fierce smile on his face, "Worthy of a man who walked out of the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower, lad, you indeed have some skills!"

"Speak, who sent you?" Ye Wudao demanded authoritatively.

"Nonsense. I’m going to kill you now and return to the Devil Sect to report!" Yin Jiu sneered, holding a dagger in his hand, and instantly charged at Ye Wudao.

"Oh no, the young clan leader is in danger!" The Ye Imperial Clan was shocked.

Yin Jiu, skilled in sneak attacks, moved incredibly fast and had already reached Ye Wudao, mocking, "A Garbage Fourth Rank Battle Emperor dares to meddle in my affairs? Your Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage should just wait for annihilation!"

As quickly as it was said, Yin Jiu’s dagger nearly landed on Ye Wudao’s head.

Everyone in the venue held their breath.

At the critical moment, Ye Wudao’s eyes filled with a murderous aura, and a purple light shone from the depths of his pupils.

"Purple Extreme Devil’s Pupil!"

In an instant, Yin Jiu suddenly felt a terrifying force suppressing him, slowing his speed by tenfold, his knife only three centimeters from Ye Wudao’s head!

"Kneel!" Ye Wudao bellowed, using the power of the Purple Extreme Devil’s Pupil, with a terrifying pressure, he completely subdued Yin Jiu.

With a thud, Yin Jiu knelt on the ground, his face filled with terror.

"No, it’s impossible, how can your strength be so great?"

The whole venue was astounded!

"My god, what happened?"

"I didn’t see anything clearly!" many of the Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage were dumbfounded.

Only the clan elders exchanged looks, shocked, "Just now, the young clan leader seemed to use some ancient Pupil Skill to control Yin Jiu!"

"Yin Jiu is a fifth-rank quasi-Saint powerhouse!"

"The young clan leader is too defying!"

Ye Wudao, with his hands behind his back, radiated a supremely domineering force, his thin lips slightly moved, "Speak, who exactly sent you?"

"I, I will never tell you! Give up on that idea!" Yin Jiu was stubborn.

"Heh, in my hands, I have a hundred ways to make you talk!" Ye Wudao scoffed.

You!

Seeing this, Yin Jiu knew this guy was not easy to handle.

"You brat, we might as well die together!" Yin Jiu spoke, his body suddenly emitting a terrifying force, swelling up rapidly like an inflated balloon.

"Oh no, Yin Jiu this villain is going to self-destruct!"

"It’s over!" the clan elders’ faces changed drastically, as the force of a fifth-rank quasi-Saint self-destructing could destroy dozens of kilometers around.

"Haha, Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage, you all go die!" Yin Jiu revealed a cold smile, his body swollen like a balloon.

Not good!

At that instant, a terrifyingly loud explosion was heard.

Boom!

The terrifying force was like a massive meteorite falling, the ground trembled, whipping up a monstrous wave of air.

The five clan elders quickly released Gang Qi to counter the terrible force of the explosion.

After who knows how long, the aftermath of the explosion finally dissipated.

"It’s over!"

"That was terrifying!" Many members of the Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage, having faced life and death, were visibly shaken.

"Oh no, the young clan leader is still there!" Suddenly, Ye Zhuang pointed ahead.

"It’s finished!"

"At such close range, the young clan leader, surely he’s dead!"

"Oh no, the young clan leader’s in trouble!" The five clan elders’ faces blanched.

As the smoke cleared, they saw Ye Wudao unscathed, standing in the same spot.

"Sss, the young clan leader’s fine!"

"My God, what’s that?" a sharp-eyed youth pointed ahead.

Yin Jiu’s head was gripped by a Burly Man, everything below his head was shattered into dust.

"Damn, it’s the mysterious powerhouse who came down with the young Clan Leader!"

"He actually grabbed Yin Jiu’s neck while he was self-destructing!"

"That’s terrifying!" All direct members of the Ye Imperial Clan gasped in shock.

The five elders looked at each other, their faces showing deep horror.

"This man is a Seventh-Grade Pseudo-Saint!"

"Only a Seventh-Grade Pseudo-Saint or higher can withstand a Fifth-Grade Pseudo-Saint’s self-destruction unscathed!"

Long Mie held Yin Jiu’s head in one hand and looking at the despair on Yin Jiu’s face, he sneered, "I despise the devil’s sect beasts the most!"

With that, Long Mie’s fingers forcefully squeezed, and the head in his hand burst open like a watermelon, blood splashing everywhere, creating a horrific scene.

Meanwhile, Ye Wudao stood with his back to the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower behind him and spoke lightly, "Collect!"

In an instant, the massive nine-tiered tower shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a palm, landing in Ye Wudao’s hand.

The entire venue was shocked!

"Damn, what’s going on here?"

"The Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower has shrunk and is now in the hands of the young Clan Leader!"

"The young Clan Leader actually controls the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower!"

"Thump!" Sounding, thousands of direct members of the Ye Imperial Clan knelt down, even the five elders couldn’t help but kneel; "Greetings, Clan Leader!"

Ye Wudao emerged from the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower, now truly the successor to the Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage.

By controlling the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower, he was already the Clan Leader of the Ye Imperial Clan!

"Five elders, what are you doing?" Ye Wudao was visibly shocked.

"Clan Leader, you may not be aware, but the old Clan Leader once set a rule that anyone who can control the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower is the Clan Leader of the Ye Imperial Clan!" the second elder, who had the highest status, spoke.

"You are the youngest Clan Leader in our Ye Imperial Clan for a thousand years!" Ye Qihu said excitedly.

"Elders, please, there’s no need for such formalities!" Ye Wudao hurriedly helped the five elders up, then turned to all the kneeling members of the Ye Imperial Clan and said, "Everyone, please rise!"

Everyone stood up, looking at Ye Wudao with respect and fear in their eyes.

Just then, a conceited voice came; "Oh, isn’t the Ye Imperial Clan a lively sight today!"

Who?

Everyone turned their heads and saw a three-hundred-pound man in yellow robes approaching, his face covered with flabby cheeks, eyes full of arrogance.

"Who are you?" the elders stared at the middle-aged man in yellow.

"I am a special envoy sent by Ye Tianba, the Clan Leader of the Ye Imperial Clan, following Clan Leader Ye Tianba’s orders, to persuade your direct lineage to surrender!" the yellow-robed fat man said arrogantly.

"What, Ye Tianba’s lackey?" thousands of the direct members of the Ye Imperial Clan showed hostility.

"We don’t welcome you, get lost!" the elders said angrily.

"Hehe, you direct lineage elders don’t know yet, do you? Your lineage is about to face a great disaster! Clan Leader Ye Tianba has gathered the seven major collateral branches’ forces, forming an army of a hundred thousand, soon to besiege your city. There’s still time to surrender to Clan Leader Ye Tianba!" the yellow-robed fat man jeered.

"What, Ye Tianba has assembled an army of a hundred thousand!"

"This is going to be big trouble!" the elders’ faces changed drastically.

"Our Clan Leader Ye Tianba said that if you five direct lineage elders are willing to submit to him, he can spare your direct lineage, otherwise, everyone will end up like Ye Lingtian and his wife, imprisoned in the dark prisons of Ye City, suffering daily tortures, better off dead!" the yellow-robed fat man had just spoken when suddenly Ye Wudao kicked him fiercely.

"Ouch!" the yellow-robed fat man fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, angrily said, "Damn, which bastard dares to sneak attack me?"

"What did you say, my parents are imprisoned in Ye City, suffering daily tortures?" Ye Wudao’s eyes burned with towering rage.

"Are you Ye Lingtian’s son?" the yellow-robed fat man got up, sneering, "Hehe, not bad, little beast, if you don’t want the Ye Imperial Clan’s direct lineage to end up like your parents, you better persuade them!"

"Die!"

Crack!

The yellow-robed fat man’s body separated from his head, falling to the ground, his face still showing fear, his eyes wide open even in death.

"My god, Clan Leader, did you kill him?"

"Don’t you spare the emissary even when armies clash?" the elders exclaimed in surprise.

"Those rebels from Ye Tianba’s group don’t count as people!" Ye Wudao’s voice was somber.

"Exactly, the Clan Leader is truly domineering!"

"Well said, if it comes to it, we’ll fight them!" Ye Qihu and others nodded, fully agreeing.

"Clan Leader, by killing the emissary, our direct lineage’s casualties are minor, but given Ye Tianba’s temperament, he absolutely won’t let you go!" the second elder looked worried.

"Indeed, Clan Leader, maybe you should lay low for now?" Ye Qihu and others suggested.

"No need!" Ye Wudao shook his head, his body surrounded by a terrifying aura of slaughter, he said dominantly, "I hadn’t even begun to settle the scores with them, and yet these traitors dare to threaten me, haha, it’s time to clean house!"

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