Mr. Ye Li, Before You Die, Do You Have Any Last Words?
The temple is a thousand miles away.
Federal Nation, Capital City.
Inside a lavishly designed, large building, the atmosphere was somewhat eerie.
Apart from a burly man with a tiger tattoo on his back, there were nine other figures standing inside the spacious building.
Among the nine figures, the two men and one woman at the head exuded a long-lasting aura of the Martial Infant Realm.
The remaining six young men and women were all at the Divine Mansion Realm cultivation level.
In any major country, they represent a formidable force that cannot be ignored.
The burly man was even more terrifying, his aura no less imposing than that of the Knight King of the Temple!
Yet another Federation ruler!
The Federation's number of Martial Dao Grandmaster is not much greater than that of Huaxia, but because there is no [Beast God Secret Realm] within its borders, many Federation kings are able to have occasional leisure time.
At this moment, the burly man stood before a strange portal of light, looking down at the nine people below, and said in a low voice:
"Let me repeat the purpose of your trip."
"Surround and kill Ye Li!" The nine voices merged into one, revealing a soaring Killing Intent.
"Very good."
The burly man nodded in satisfaction, then vanished from his spot, leaving the strange portal of light open.
Inside the building, his slightly amused voice echoed softly:
"Go!"
The Knight King was unaware of this matter, and it would not be recorded in the Federation's history books.
Because this was a clandestine operation to kill people.
In previous years, the Federation would send the message along with other nations.
But not this time.
Afterwards, whoever reviewed the incident could see the shady dealings involved.
But whatever the case, that's a story for another time.
History is always written by the strong.
"..."
Upon seeing the blue light gate, the nine figures displayed varying expressions.
Among the three leaders, the young woman with exquisite features asked in a cold voice:
"Why does the Federation insist on killing Ye Li? Is it because he has reached the Peak Divine Mansion Realm?"
"Selina, let me correct you."
The man in the suit, sitting in the center, straightened his clothes and said in a detached voice:
"He is the youngest person in Huaxia's history to the Peak Divine Mansion Realm at less than twenty years old."
"I know all that, but... are you willing to break ties with Huaxia over this?"
The woman Selina frowned and asked.
She still couldn't quite understand it.
She prided herself on her exceptional talent, having been hailed as a genius since childhood, and was the youngest of the three martial infants in the area.
Now they've actually received orders from the temple to surround and kill a mere junior like Huaxia...
I really couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Yes, that's why the Federation is willing to break ties with Huaxia."
While checking the landing point of the portal, the man in the suit said casually, "Do you know how Trouble it would be if Huaxia had another [King] level expert?"
"First, the three sects and six factions within their territory will be wiped out, and their nearly 100-year-old foundation will be confiscated. The Huaxia Qingyi Bureau will most likely be able to use this opportunity to fill the gap in its core fighting force."
"Secondly, the presence of eight [King] level or higher combatants, including one [Pillar of the Nation] at the Ninth Tier, will cause those previously wavering smaller nations to directly side with Huaxia."
After finishing his examination, he breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the woman, "There are many chain reactions, you wouldn't understand even if I explained."
"All you need to know is that it's better to break ties with the weak Huaxia than to maintain peaceful relations with the powerful Huaxia."
"Killing Ye Li will only enrage the Huaxia."
"If Ye Li isn't killed, no one will be happy, including the Federation Temple."
After speaking, the man in the suit walked into the portal first, leaving only an indifferent voice:
"Ultimately, expecting the Federation and the Temple to abide by the rules is a mistake made by Yang Qingshan, and even by the entire Huaxia."
As he stepped through the portal, the six Divine Mansion Realm experts followed him in.
At first glance, all six were veteran Divine Mansion Realm who had long been renowned in the Federation and had no chance of advancing to Grandmaster.
He was radiating Killing Intent, clearly there to ambush and kill them!
"Let's go, Bishop Selina."
The last Martial Nascent Martial Infant Realm patted the woman on the shoulder and grinned:
"What else do you want to ask? You can ask after you kill Ye Li!"
As he spoke, he tossed a blue cube toward the other person.
Selina reached out and took it, saying coldly:
"Three Martial Infants and six Divine Mansion, besieging a junior at the Peak Divine Mansion Realm, and they even had to bring along a precious Seventh Tier Treasured Artifacts. How ironic."
"It's better to be prepared," the young man said nonchalantly.
"That kid definitely has a life-saving charm given to him by Huaxia. Who would dare to step forward if we don't force him to reveal it?"
Selina snorted coldly, but ultimately did not refute.
The two stepped into the blue portal one after the other and disappeared from the spot.
Within the Secret Realm of Kings lies a vast and boundless island.
The mountains stand tall and majestic, piercing the clouds, while the forests are lush and verdant, stretching endlessly.
In all four directions, there is a figure that reaches the heavens and the earth, with shoulders as high as mountains and head reaching the Firmament.
They exuded an extremely strong Martial Dao aura, and countless golden streams of light rained down from their bodies, falling to the ground and finally disappearing.
The towering figures are the manifestations of the consciousness of the [Kings] after their deaths, and the golden light represents their lifelong insights into the Martial Dao.
Bathed in this "heavy rain," one can comprehend all sorts of Golden Body Technique.
The entire process lasts three days, is irreversible, and can only be completed once every fifty years.
At this moment, the heavy rain has begun.
Whoosh--
Longwind Divine Dynasty blew through the air, and more than a dozen streaks of light descended from the sky, scattering in various places at different distances in an instant.
Nine of them converged and landed in the center of the island, forming an impenetrable encirclement.
The remaining six paths were scattered in various places, one of which happened to fall right into the encirclement of the nine people.
Soon.
A White-robed Youth landed steadily in the strong wind.
His clear, dark eyes swept over the surrounding figures, without showing any surprise.
It is common knowledge that nations from all over the world covet his life.
Otherwise, Yang Qingshan wouldn't have given him that [Protective Spear Talisman].
Even Yang Qingshan probably didn't expect the Federation to go to such extremes.
"Good composure."
Looking at Ye Li, whose expression remained calm.
The man in the suit clapped lightly. At this point, they were already more than halfway to success, and there was nothing to worry about.
He rarely smiled, and asked:
"Mr. Ye Li, a genius like you, do you have any last words before you die?"