Dai Mubai's Miserable Death, Li Xin's Terrifying Strength, Yang Guifei's Irresistible Allure!

Therefore.

She simply stood there quietly, watching that man's back with eyes full of worship and love.

The Hell White Tiger, large enough to blot out the sky, shrank back like a beast that had encountered its natural enemy the instant Li Xin appeared, not daring to advance another step.

Li Xin did not even glance at the giant beast.

He merely walked forward calmly. Every step fell without a sound, yet it seemed to tread upon the heartstrings of everyone present.

That pressure did not stem from Soul Power, but from the absolute crushing superiority of a higher form of life.

Li Bai sheathed his sword, carried his Wine Gourd, and retreated to one side with a lazy, amused expression.

Now that this lord had stepped in, there was nothing left for him to do.

Inside the Hell White Tiger, Dai Mubai's eyes were bloodshot as he desperately urged the Soul Power within him, trying to maintain the stability of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Move! Move for me!

He roared madly in his heart.

Yet the white tiger that was usually so imposing now seemed filled with lead. It could not even lift a paw.

Li Xin walked to the center of the hall.

He slowly raised his head, and those indifferent, water-like eyes finally settled upon the enormous white tiger.

There were no unnecessary movements.

He merely raised his right hand casually and lightly clenched it at empty space.

As though crushing an annoying fly.

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound suddenly rang through the silent hall.

Immediately after.

Before everyone's utterly horrified eyes.

The Hell White Tiger, which possessed combat strength at the peak of a Titled Douluo and had even faintly touched the threshold of a Super Douluo, began to collapse from the middle.

There was no violent explosion.

There was no berserk outpouring of energy.

It was like a painting casually torn apart.

That indestructible body of energy instantly turned into specks of light that filled the air beneath Li Xin's grasp, dispersing into the air.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Two figures fell from the specks of light.

Zhu Zhuqing crashed heavily to the ground, her face deathly pale and a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. Her entire body looked utterly listless.

Dai Mubai was in even worse shape.

Before his body had even hit the ground, a long, powerful hand clamped tightly around his throat.

Li Xin lifted Dai Mubai with one hand as though he were a weak chicken awaiting slaughter.

Where was Dai Mubai's former arrogance now?

His feet dangled off the ground as he kicked frantically. Both hands gripped Li Xin's wrist with all his strength, trying to pry open that big hand, which was like an iron clamp.

But.

It did not budge in the slightest.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power from that palm, yet it possessed terrifying strength enough to shake mountains.

Dai Mubai's handsome face turned the color of pig liver, his eyeballs bulging as strangled gasps came from his throat.

From the extreme lack of oxygen and terror, his pupils began to lose focus.

He saw Li Xin's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

Calm, profound, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Like a Deity seated high above the nine heavens, looking down upon a lowly ant.

"Taibai Restaurant is a place for drinking and listening to music."

Li Xin's voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.

"If you came looking for whores, you came to the wrong place."

Those words directly tore away Dai Mubai's final shred of dignity.

The diners around them, who had still been stunned moments ago, immediately cast disdainful looks at Dai Mubai upon hearing this.

So it was for such filthy business!

A dignified Titled Douluo had actually come to a restaurant to forcibly seize a woman. He had utterly disgraced Soul Masters!

Dai Mubai wanted to defend himself, but his throat was locked, and he could not make a sound.

He could only whimper in despair.

Li Xin looked at the struggling Dai Mubai in his hand, the indifference in his eyes unchanged.

"You wanted to kill someone here."

"Then you chose the wrong person even more."

As his words fell.

Li Xin's fingers suddenly tightened.

There were no flashy techniques.

Nor were there any dazzling soul skills.

There was only the purest strength.

Crack!

A bone-crunching crack rang out.

Dai Mubai's mismatched evil eyes suddenly widened, and the life within them vanished in an instant.

His neck twisted at an unnatural angle.

The next moment.

Golden light surged from Li Xin's palm, instantly enveloping Dai Mubai's corpse.

That was not Soul Power.

That was supreme Divine Power.

Washed by that power, Dai Mubai's body and soul were instantly erased completely.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

He vanished from the world entirely.

Li Xin released his hand and lightly brushed away nonexistent dust, his expression as calm as if he had casually discarded a piece of trash.

The hall of Taibai Restaurant was so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the youth in the mysterious black robe standing in the center of the hall.

That had been a Titled Douluo with nine Soul Rings!

And a monster from Shrek Academy!

Just like that... he was gone?

He had not even gotten a chance to resist. It had been as easy as crushing an ant?

Who exactly was this youth?!

Could he be a God?

Fear, reverence, shock... all kinds of emotions intertwined in everyone's hearts.

However.

Just as the suffocating atmosphere settled in.

A fragrant breeze swept through.

Yang Guifei, who stood atop the platform, could no longer care about propriety or appearances.

She lifted her elaborate, gorgeous dress, revealed those long, straight Beautiful Legs, and rushed down without a second thought.

"Li Lang!"

Her sweet cry was thick with surprise and attachment.

Yang Guifei threw herself directly into Li Xin's arms, tightly wrapping both hands around his arm and pressing her entire body against him.

The magnificent clothes she had specially worn for her performance appeared especially dazzling at that moment.

Her collar hung slightly open, revealing a stretch of skin as smooth and delicate as White Jade, gleaming enchantingly beneath the lights.

Her full, beautiful curves were pressed against Li Xin's arm, forming breathtaking contours.

She tilted up her head, her flawless, devastatingly beautiful face filled with worship and love.

Water Ripples shimmered in her peach blossom eyes, as though they might drip with water.

"You finally came out."

Yang Guifei's voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of coquettishness.

She did not care in the slightest about the strange looks around her, nor did she care that Li Xin had just killed someone.

In her eyes, this man was everything.

No matter what he did, he was right.

Li Xin lowered his head to look at the beauty in his arms, and a trace of warmth finally entered his previously indifferent gaze.

He reached out and gently tidied Yang Guifei's slightly disheveled hair.

"It was only a fly buzzing around. Did it disturb you?"

Yang Guifei felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey upon hearing that.

She pressed her cheek against Li Xin's arm and gently rubbed against it, like an obedient little cat.

The jade-like legs faintly visible through the slit in her skirt were dazzlingly white, not only long and straight but also round and beautifully shaped, making it impossible to look away after a single glance.