"Someone, come here! All of you, stand down!"
At the sound of that voice, Yu Yuanzhen's face lit up with wild joy.
He knew it! He knew Yang Ming would never stand idly by!
But once Yu Yuanzhen calmed down and gave it some thought, his expression turned awkward. Something seemed wrong with that sentence.
Was I supposed to come over or stand down?
Before Yu Yuanzhen could think any further, the speaker followed his voice, and an imposing figure suddenly appeared before him. From that tall, upright bearing and those broad shoulders alone, Yu Yuanzhen seemed to see a towering mountain standing amid lesser peaks. Even a hero who had enjoyed fame for years like him could not help feeling ashamed of his own inferiority.
The bee king did not care whether this was the leader of the Sky-Blasting Gang or the Earth-Blasting Gang. In his eyes, all humans were the same damned thing. His sharp leg showed no intention of slowing, stabbing straight down as before.
Clang!
The leg abruptly stopped. A powerful recoil traveled from its tip all the way back into the bee king, forcing the enormous creature, two hundred zhang long, to stagger back more than seven feet. His bloated, dragging abdomen plowed a deep furrow through the crumbling rocky ground.
The bee king stood dumb as a wooden chicken, unable to react for a moment.
Only when he lowered his head to inspect his leg did he discover that the limb, several dozen zhang long, had somehow cracked apart inch by inch from its tip. Only a few fragments remained attached at its base.
"This..."
At that moment, not only was the bee king stunned, but Yu Yuanzhen, whom Yang Ming had saved from certain death, also began to question everything he knew about