"Newcomer, you didn't run. Looks like you've got a bit of backbone?" The burly martial artist wearing a Commandant's armor stopped more than ten meters from Ye Zhen. Raising a brow, he looked at Ye Zhen with utter contempt in his eyes.
"But backbone is useless here! If you know what's good for you, break all four of your limbs and get the hell out of this Guard Camp. The farther you roll, the better!" the Second Division Commandant barked.
"This is Second Division Commandant Jiang Meng. He's a ruthless fellow who's been to the Human-Demon Battlefield. My advice is that doing as he says would be your best choice!" Gu Tieqi's teasing voice sounded within Ye Zhen's Spirit Palace.
With one sweep of his gaze, Ye Zhen saw through the cultivation of everyone before him. Second Division Commandant Jiang Meng had the highest cultivation, reaching the Spirit-Connecting Realm Second Level, giving him an overwhelming advantage over Ye Zhen.
Next were the three Second Division Guard Captains beside Jiang Meng, all at the eighth or ninth level of the Dao Entry Realm. The other thirty-some guards were mostly around the Mid Dao Entry Realm.
Compared to any one of them, Ye Zhen's cultivation at the peak of the ninth level of the Palace Opening Realm truly was not worth mentioning.
"And if I refuse?" After sweeping his gaze around, Ye Zhen sneered dismissively.
Second Division Commandant Jiang Meng, who had been standing with his arms crossed, suddenly darkened. A savage grin appeared at the corners of his mouth as he pointed at Ye Zhen and cursed, "Brat, I already gave you a chance!"
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Since you won't get lost, then die!"
The moment his words fell, Jiang Meng's gaze shifted slightly. A