But just as this Lightning Tribulation Realm elder roared, Xia Ping lunged in for the kill with another punch.
Boom!
Like the thunderous beat of war drums, his body was utterly unable to withstand it. Even his armor was penetrated by the terrifying force of the punch and shattered on the spot, bursting apart like fireworks.
With a single punch, this elder was beaten to death, utterly powerless to resist.
A great deal of blood rained down, staining the earth red.
This scene terrified Keli and the others out of their wits. If they had not yet processed what was happening before, they now saw every last detail with perfect clarity.
The elder who had died was even more formidable than Jacob in terms of combat power, yet he had still been no match at all—blown apart with one punch as easily as chopping melons and slicing vegetables.
If that punch had been aimed at them, they likely would not have fared much better. They too would have been killed outright, leaving neither corpse nor bones behind.
"Bati, I was wrong, truly wrong. Spare my life. I don't know anything; the patriarch forced me into all of this. Spare me this once. From now on, I'll turn over a new leaf and never repeat my mistakes."
Keli begged for mercy, terrified beyond measure.
At this point, he no longer cared whether the man before him was truly Bati. Staying alive was all that mattered. Besides, the more he knew at a time like this, the faster he would probably die.
"Turn over a new leaf? No need. You can mend your ways in your next life."
Hearing this, Xia Ping shook his head. If an apology could wipe the slate clean, what would the police be for?
Without holding back