Ye Tian stood proudly at the ship's bow, his eyes radiant. Chaos Qi swirled around him, transcendent and sacred, making him resemble a young god as a Divine Halo appeared behind him.
His words rang with conviction. In just a few sentences, he had pierced through appearances straight to the heart of the matter.
Faced with Ye Tian's pointed question, the Spacetime Demon Child and Ye Leng exchanged glances.
Indeed, without an invincible background supporting him, Ye Tian would still have been among their prey. They would have slaughtered him all the same, leaving not even his bones behind!
But his next few sentences made his stance perfectly clear.
He, Ye Tian, intended to stop the Dark Sequence from hunting the prodigies of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.
He had torn away all pretense and openly declared his intention to fight them.
The Spacetime Demon Child clenched his fists, bloody light flickering in his eyes. The surrounding void trembled as powerful wisps of his aura spilled out, as though he could barely restrain himself from attacking.
Yet everything that had just happened remained vivid in his mind. Ye Tian had subdued him with a mere raise of his hand.
If he charged forward blindly, he probably would gain nothing.
"Ye Tian, we don't want to be your enemies. Leave at once!"
"Even if you stand unrivaled beneath the heavens and possess peerless talent, we are still elite members of the forbidden zones' sequences. If we fight you to the death, you'll pay a terrible price too!"
Ye Leng issued his threat, killing intent flashing through his eyes. His blood-hued black robe billowed in the wind, and the Soul-Reaping Scythe behind him flickered in and out of sight, as though it could connect to the depths of Netherworld Hell.
Ye Leng