Disposition

Disposition

Rook had never imagined that he would make such a low-level mistake. Now that he had no way to argue his way out of it, what was he supposed to do? What was he supposed to do? His mind raced.

At that moment, Xili spoke. "Kid, you can stop wasting your effort. Just come clean! Otherwise, heh heh..."

Rook's eyes flickered constantly. Then he said calmly, "Everyone, we truly entered your village by accident. As for our purpose, I'm sorry, but we have orders from above, so please forgive me for being unable to say."

After hearing this, Old Ent exchanged a glance with Xili. Just as they had suspected. But what exactly was the "above" they mentioned? Both of them felt that this matter was far from simple.

Old Ent took one step forward. At once, that vast pressure once more bore down fiercely upon Rook. Rook immediately felt as if his legs had been filled with lead, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.

"Senior... please... please stop!" Rook said with difficulty. Hearing this, Old Ent slowly dispelled the pressure.

Old Ent looked calmly at Rook and said, "Oh? What is it? Are you willing to talk now?"

The corner of Rook's mouth twitched uncontrollably. After a long while, he finally cupped his hands toward Old Ent and said, "Senior, it's not that we don't want to tell you. We're merely carrying out orders, and we have no wish to offend you. If the few of us fail to return and report, our Lord will definitely come here personally. After all, that thing caused a tremendous stir across the continent back then!" At this point, Rook's words faintly carried a hint of threat.

Hearing Rook's words, Old Ent narrowed his eyes slightly and stared deeply at him. He slowly said, "Oh? Are you threatening me? Then tell me, what is this thing you mentioned?" As he spoke, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

Upon seeing this, Rook hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, I didn't mean to threaten you. I simply don't want any unnecessary misunderstanding between us. As for that thing..."

Rook grew hesitant for a moment. Strictly speaking, that thing could not really be considered a secret. Most likely, many people across the entire continent already knew about it. They had come this time merely to investigate and had not held out much hope.

After pondering for a long while, Rook gritted his teeth and said, "Since Senior wants to know, I'll tell you. It isn't really a secret anyway."

Seeing this, Old Ent exchanged a glance with Xili. Both their eyes revealed curiosity. Chen Yun, standing nearby, was the same—he desperately wanted to know exactly what the "thing" mentioned by this black-clad leader was.

Rook composed his expression and said, his eyes filled with shock, "It was that dragon's roar from over a month ago!" He seemed to remember something and continued, "It came from the direction of this mountain forest. Since you're so close, you must know something, right?" As he spoke, he looked at Old Ent with an inquiring expression.

Upon hearing this, Old Ent's expression changed slightly. He had never imagined that Chen Yun's transformation that day would cause such a tremendous commotion.

Xili's expression also turned grave. He glanced at Chen Yun, whose face was filled with astonishment, then swept his gaze across the surrounding villagers and said calmly, "Everyone, go back. This has nothing to do with you anymore!"

Although the surrounding villagers seemed somewhat unwilling to leave, they did not dare say anything in the face of Xili's authority. Gradually, they dispersed.

After all the villagers had left, Xili turned his gaze back to Old Ent. Both of them saw the worry and gravity in each other's eyes. Seeing their expressions, Rook immediately realized that they definitely knew something. He hurriedly asked, "What exactly did you see?"

Old Ent's eyes flickered. He calmly shook his head, glanced at Rook, and said, "We don't know either. Yes, we heard that sound, but we didn't discover anything!"

Seeing this, Rook understood that Old Ent certainly knew something but was unwilling to tell him. He could not press the matter any further, lest he provoke the people before him. After all, they were currently on the other party's territory.

Once he returned, he would report to his Lord that there was actually a village in such a remote place—and, more importantly, that such powerful experts were present here. Judging from their expressions, they definitely knew something about that dragon's roar. His Lord would surely be interested!

Rook's mental abacus clattered loudly. Thinking of all the grievances he had suffered just now, fury surged in his heart. With a hint of resentment, he secretly glanced at Old Ent as well.

"Senior, it's fine if you don't know. We'll return and report now. Sorry for the trouble we've caused. Please forgive us! Farewell!" Saying this, he waved to his subordinates and headed toward the village entrance.

But after only a few steps, a calm voice came from behind. "Hold it! Do you think this is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

Rook's footsteps halted at once. His expression shifted between light and dark, but when he turned around, his face wore a smile, though it looked extremely forced.

Rook cupped his hands toward Old Ent and answered a different question altogether. "Senior, is there anything else you wish to command?"

Old Ent said calmly, "Originally, I had no intention of doing anything to you. But you've learned something you shouldn't have. If we let you leave, I'm afraid our village will never know peace again."

Rook's expression changed slightly. From the man's words, it was obvious that he intended to attack them. Even so, Rook did not give up his final hope. Looking at Old Ent, he said, "Senior, we guarantee that we won't reveal your existence to anyone. We only entered by accident. We didn't hear or see anything that happened just now. Besides, if we don't return, our Lord will surely find out. When that happens, I'm afraid...!"

A trace of ridicule flashed across Old Ent's face. He looked at them coldly and said, "Hmph! I don't care about whatever Lord you're talking about. I only know that only the dead can keep a secret!"

The instant his voice fell, his figure shot toward Rook like lightning, while Xili charged at the group of black-clad subordinates behind him.

Watching the blurred figure rushing toward him at tremendous speed, Rook's pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes filled with terror. But he had walked along the boundary between life and death countless times. He did not simply sit and await death. With a roar, he circulated all his power, raised the war hammer in his hand, and charged toward Old Ent.

Seeing this, Old Ent merely smiled faintly. With no flourish whatsoever, he threw out a punch to meet him, completely disregarding the war hammer before him.

Amid a thunderous boom, Rook's figure was blasted backward. A formidable force rapidly spread from the war hammer throughout his body, making him unable to stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood. Old Ent, meanwhile, retreated several steps, a trace of astonishment flashing through his eyes.

Watching a drop of blood drip from his fist, Old Ent thought to himself, This man's strength truly is extraordinary. He's several times stronger than an ordinary peak Battle Emperor—he's probably already half a step into the Emperor realm. If my body hadn't been tempered through cultivation, I might not have been able to suppress him so easily.

"Grandpa, are you all right?" Chen Yun quickly rushed over. Seeing Old Ent's injured fist, he asked anxiously.

Old Ent smiled faintly and shook his head. "I'm fine. It's only a superficial injury. Heh heh, I haven't fought in so many years. Little Chen, go help out too. With your strength, aside from those few Battle Sovereigns, no one should be able to threaten you. This is also a rare opportunity to train!"

Chen Yun firmly nodded upon hearing this. His figure then shot toward the group of black-clad men. One of the black-clad subordinates, who possessed fourth-level strength, was startled when he saw Chen Yun charging toward him. But when he saw that it was only a child, he immediately relaxed. A savage grin appeared on his face as he raised his war hammer and charged forward.

But the scene that followed left him dumbfounded. A bare fist smashed cleanly into his war hammer. An irresistible force instantly surged over him. His chest gave a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood burst from his mouth. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the completely unharmed hand. Was this damn thing even human?

But before he could think any further, a gust of forceful wind struck him. A foot stomped heavily onto his face, and with a bang, the Underworld King was sent flying.

The entire process happened in the blink of an eye, and many people had yet to react. Seeing this, Old Ent nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the training during this period had not been wasted! Chen Yun's entire attack had flowed like water and drifting clouds, giving his enemy no chance to catch his breath. Old Ent was very pleased.

There was no need to mention how shocked Rook was at this moment. First, this freakish old man had blasted him away with his bare hands, even leaving a deep fist-shaped dent in his war hammer. Then one of his subordinates had been helplessly killed in an instant by a six- or seven-year-old child. That subordinate was at least a fourth-level warrior, even if he had only just entered the fourth level. Could this child, so young and small, already have reached the peak of the fourth level—or even the fifth? That was far too terrifying.

Thinking of this, Rook violently shook his head. Xili had also witnessed the scene and was equally shocked. Was this the terror of a Dragon Blood Warrior? Compared with him, his own grandson Wright seemed far too inferior.

Although Wright had already reached the peak of the fourth level and was even close to reaching the fifth, Xili had a feeling that if the two fought, Wright absolutely would not last long. Even with berserk transformation, he would still be unable to defeat Chen Yun. After all, Chen Yun had not even transformed just now.

Thinking of this, Xili shook his head and sighed inwardly. Old Ent had truly picked up a treasure of a grandson!

In truth, Chen Yun should not have been able to kill a fourth-level warrior so easily. That black-clad man had underestimated him from the start, and everything that followed had left him too shocked to recover. Chen Yun had merely seized the opportunity and killed him in one stroke.

Chen Yun did not feel good either. After all, this was his first time killing someone, and an uncomfortable feeling inevitably surged through his heart. But he immediately suppressed it. He had killed quite a few vicious beasts during training. Although killing people was different from killing vicious beasts, he still recovered in a short time.

He knew that killing was unavoidable if he wanted to become a powerful expert. When one general succeeds, ten thousand bones wither. That was probably exactly what the saying meant.

At that moment, more than a dozen powerful auras rushed over from within the village. This made the already heavily wounded Rook despair even further, because he sensed two auras at the Battle Emperor level.