Soldier King, CEO Queen

Chapter 383 - 381: Capital City Blood Night, Zhong Family Annihilated! || The Zhong Family mansion fell silent once more.

The eight men stopped their kowtowing, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Even if... Even if you are a direct descendant of the Ye and Li Families, you can't be this arrogant! The one you hit is the Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate! By hitting him, aren't you just hitting the face of Dragon Gate? No, that's not right...

Everyone suddenly realized something.

Huang Panyi is an Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate, a master-level expert! Yet Ye Huan slapped him to the point of vomiting blood and collapsing? Is this for real? "Boy, aren't you being a bit too presumptuous!!!" "Hitting my face is the sas hitting the face of Dragon Gate, do you know what the consequences are?" Huang Panyi stood up abruptly, angrily waved his sleeve, raising a cloud of yellow sand, fully revealing his imposing aura.

As an Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate, when had he ever suffered the humiliation of being slapped by a junior? His rage had clouded his mind! "Consequences?" Ye Huan raised an eyebrow, "Should I take that as a threat?" "Threat? I want you dead!" "Boy, today I will show you..." "What it means to respect your elders!" Huang Panyi shouted in anger.

Then...

"Slap!" Blood splattered in the air.

Huang Panyi fell to the ground once more, spitting out a tooth stained with blood, his face swelling like a pig's head.

He was furious! Truly furious! He waved his sleeve once more, his aura surging! "Boy, do you know what kind of existence you are facing?" "The Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate!" "Opposing me, you're on a path to death!" As soon as the last word fell.

"Slap!" With a crisp sound, Huang Panyi's imposing aura vanished! He lay on the ground, moaning twice before spitting out the last two blood-stained teeth.

He was furious! The Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate, his rage had reached its peak! He stood up.

"Slap!" He stood up again.

"Slap!" Again...

"Slap!!!" After a dozen slaps.

"Oh, stop... stop hitting, stop... stop hitting, my... my old... old bones are going to be smashed, stop... stop hitting!!!" Huang Panyi wailed to the heavens, rolling on the ground in pain, begging for mercy.

Now, where was his former demeanor of a high-ranking figure? His long, white beard was covered in dust and blood, his face bruised and swollen, blood pouring from his nose like water, as wretched as he could possibly look.

"I forgot to tell you, those who threatenusually don't end well." Ye Huan sneered, clapping his hands as if to clean them of filth.

Huang Panyi shivered, not daring to talk back or get angry.

He was just short of crying out loud.

For the first texperiencing the frustration of having no outlet for his anger, he was utterly aggrieved.

But there was no alternative.

By this point, he had seen many things clearly.

That is, the strength of this young man before him was far stronger than his by myriad times! Not just Huang Panyi, the other eight Patriarchs saw it too.

Huang Panyi unleashed his aura countless times, trying to kill Ye Huan.

But what happened? Not only did he fail to harm Ye Huan in the slightest, he was instead slapped to the ground repeatedly by Ye Huan, crying out in pain.

This showed... their strengths were not on the slevel at all! The eight Patriarchs swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down their bodies.

His strength was not bad at all, stronger than Zhong Buwang, the outer sect's bottom-tier disciple of Dragon Gate, crippling him as a result? Is this just a little stronger? This is tremendously stronger by a billion times!! Indeed a bit strong? This is just a bit strong?? This is having a billion bits of strength!!! The Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate, in his presence, was like a three-year-old child facing a giant a hundred meters tall, powerless to fight back! You must know, Huang Panyi, as the Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate, his strength was far beyond that of a bottom-tier disciple like Zhong Buwang! Yet? Huang Panyi was still slapped until his own mother wouldn't recognize him, unable to retaliate! This is part of a series from My Virtual Library Empire (*).

His strength in front of Huang Panyi was as laughably insignificant as an ant? Who was really the ant here? Obviously, it was Huang Panyi! Moreover, with such strength, even if he wasn't a direct descendant of the Ye and Li Families, no one here could touch him, let alone sentence him to death! The atmosphere in the courtyard becextremely strange, Huang Panyi's face flushed, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.

Still wanting to teach Ye Huan about the evils of pride? His old bones were almost dismantled, who was he teaching anyway! Recalling his earlier boastful self-introduction, Huang Panyi felt even more ashamed.

To boast about his status as the Seventh Elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate for so long, and yet in front of others, he couldn't even fight back, what a disgrace! Challenge him? With his strength, to challenge him, there wasn't a thing he could do! Huang Panyi truly felt his old face had lost all dignity, biting his teeth, he scampered out of the Zhong Family mansion.

Ye Huan didn't stop him, after all, no matter what, he was still an elder of the Outer Sect of Dragon Gate.

Moreover, he hadn't said anything about exterminating his clan or executing nine generations; at most, he was just vain and couldn't stand a junior disrespecting him, so he nagged, his crimes weren't punishable by death.

Afterward, Ye Huan turned his gaze toward the eight kneeling Patriarchs on the ground.

The eight Patriarchs trembled all over, utterly despairing.

Huang Panyi was gone, their greatest reliance disappeared. If the Ye Family and Ye Huan wanted to punish them, their families would be wiped out instantly.

"Mr. Ye... Young Master Ye, please..." "Please spare our lives!!!" The eight men could only cry and continue kowtowing.

Ye Huan's eyes and expression remained very indifferent as he took out Jiang Tiansha's Crescent Dagger, emitting a dark purple glow.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, "If you can avoid killing, try not to kill, admitting fault is enough."

Ye Tiance's words brought great joy to the eight Patriarchs, and they kowtowed even faster excitedlym saying, we were wrong, we were wrong, please... please, Young Master Ye, spare us, we... we will certainly turn over a new leaf!" Ye Huan frowned slightly, "Givea reason."

"The eight first-tier families are currently not suitable for eradication, the reason I cannot tell you but will, in the nof the Ye Family, impose a certain level of punishment on their families. I hope... you can givethis face." Ye Tiance said earnestly. "Your face, is it worth much?" Ye Huan's lightly chuckling retort left Ye Tiance speechless, unable to argue.

This was indeed his son, but they hadn't acknowledged each other yet, and at the stime...

He was the God of Slaughter! A peak-level strongman in the Dark World with Celestial God strength! In this world, who could certainly have the qualification to make him give face? Even in Huaxia's Dragon Gate, they probably didn't have such qualifications! Ye Tiance no longer spoke, retreating to the side.

Fortunately, Ye Huan's next move made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" Except for Zhong Wuya, one slap for each person.

The seven Patriarchs' bodies were sent flying dozens of meters, then crashed d into the courtyard walls; after sliding to the ground, they passed out. Though not fatal, given their physiques, they would need to lie in bed for at least half a year to recover.

The final person.

Ye Huan's face turned cold as he raised the Crescent Dagger.

Zhong Wuya knew his death was near.

The doom of the Zhong Family... had also arrived.

He looked defeated.

"Who... exactly are you?" Ye Huan's answer made his face flood with deep remorse.

"God of Slaughter!"