Dai Mubai's Tragic Death, Li Xin's Terrifying Strength, Yang Guifei's Full Seduction!

So.

She simply stood there quietly, gazing at the man's back with eyes full of adoration and love.

The Hell White Tiger, capable of eclipsing the sun and obscuring the sky, cowered as if encountering its natural predator the moment Li Xin appeared, afraid to advance an inch.

Li Xin didn't even glance at the colossal beast.

He simply walked calmly, each step falling without a sound, yet seeming to strike a chord in everyone's heart.

That oppressive feeling didn't stem from soul power, but from an absolute crushing pressure of life level.

Li Bai sheathed his sword, picked up his Wine Gourd, and retreated to the side with a lazy, spectator's expression.

Since this Lord had appeared, there was nothing for him to do.

Dai Mubai was inside the Hell White Tiger, his eyes bloodshot, desperately urging 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.

However, the White Tiger, usually so majestic, was now as if filled with lead, unable to even lift a paw.

Li Xin walked to the center of the hall.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes, as indifferent as calm water, finally fell upon the giant White Tiger.

No superfluous movements.

He casually raised his right hand and gently clenched it towards the Void.

As if crushing an annoying fly.

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound suddenly echoed in the silent hall.

Following that.

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

The Hell White Tiger, possessing the peak combat power of a Titled Douluo, even faintly touching the Threshold of a Super Douluo, actually collapsed from the middle.

No violent explosion.

No rampant energy discharge.

It was like a painting being casually torn apart.

That indestructible energy body, under Li Xin's grip, instantly turned into scattered light spots, dissipating into the air.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Two figures fell out from the light spots.

Zhu Zhuqing heavily crashed onto the ground, her face pale, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her entire being appearing listless.

And Dai Mubai was even worse off.

His body was still in mid-air when a slender and powerful palm firmly grasped his throat.

Li Xin held Dai Mubai with one hand, as if carrying a weak chicken ready for slaughter.

At this moment, where was any trace of Dai Mubai's previous arrogant and overbearing demeanor?

His feet left the ground, and he desperately kicked, his hands tightly gripping Li Xin's wrist, trying to pry open that iron-clamp-like Big Hand.

But.

It didn't budge at all.

There was no fluctuation of soul power on that palm, yet it possessed terrifying strength capable of shaking mountains.

Dai Mubai's handsome face turned liver-colored, his eyeballs bulged, and he made choking sounds in his throat.

Due to extreme lack of oxygen and fear, his pupils began to dilate.

He saw Li Xin's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

Calm, deep, without any emotional fluctuation.

Like a God high in 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 light, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"If you want to whore, you've come to the wrong place."

This sentence directly tore off Dai Mubai's last fig leaf.

The surrounding diners, who were still in shock, heard this and immediately cast looks of disdain at Dai Mubai.

So it was for such a sordid matter!

A Titled Douluo, no less, coming to a restaurant to forcibly abduct a woman. This is a complete disgrace to all Soul Masters!

Dai Mubai wanted to argue, but his throat was locked, and he couldn't make a sound.

He could only whimper in despair.

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

"You want to kill someone here."

"Then you've come to the wrong person."

As his voice fell.

Li Xin's fingers suddenly tightened.

There were no fancy moves.

Nor any dazzling soul skills.

It was merely pure strength.

Crack!

A bone-chilling sound of cracking bone echoed.

Dai Mubai's mismatched Evil Eyes suddenly widened, the life within them vanishing in an instant.

His neck was twisted at a grotesque angle.

The next moment.

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

That was not soul power.

It was the supreme power of a God.

Under the scouring of this power, Dai Mubai's body, along with his soul, was instantly erased completely.

Not even a speck of dust was left behind.

He had completely vanished from the face of the earth.

Li Xin released his hand, lightly patting away nonexistent dust, his expression as calm as if he had just casually thrown away a piece of trash.

The entire lobby of the Taibai Restaurant fell silent.

Everyone stared with wide eyes and open mouths, blankly at the young man in the Mysterious Black Robe standing in the center of the hall.

That was a Titled Douluo with nine spirit rings!

And a Monster from Shrek Academy!

Just like that... gone?

Without even a chance to resist, as easy as crushing an ant?

Who exactly is this young man?!

Could he be a God?

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

However.

Just as the atmosphere became suffocating.

A gust of fragrant wind swept over.

Yang Guifei on the high platform could no longer maintain her composure and image.

She lifted her complex and gorgeous long skirt, revealing her slender and straight Beautiful Legs, and rushed down without hesitation.

"Li Lang!"

A tender cry, filled with immense surprise and affection.

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

Her ornate attire, specially worn for the stage, appeared exceptionally dazzling at this moment.

The collar was slightly open, revealing a patch of skin as delicate as white jade, shimmering with a captivating luster under the lights.

Her full and graceful curves were squeezed into breathtaking arcs against Li Xin's arm.

She tilted her head up, her flawless and beautiful face filled with adoration and admiration.

Her Peach Blossom Eyes shimmered with a watery gaze, as if about to drip.

"You've finally decided to show yourself."

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

She paid no attention to the strange glances from those 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, it was right.

Li Xin looked down at the beauty in his arms, and a trace of warmth finally appeared in his originally indifferent eyes.

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

"Just a buzzing fly. Did it disturb you?"

Hearing this, Yang Guifei's heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

She pressed her cheek against Li Xin's arm and gently rubbed it, like a well-behaved kitten.

Her jade legs, faintly visible through the slit of her skirt, were dazzlingly white. Not only were they slender and straight, but their curves were also round and graceful, captivating anyone who glanced at them.