Northern Nether Sea, Crystal Palace.
The air in the hall was gloomy and humid, with a faint smell of blood mixed in with the rich water vapor.
A Demon Suppression Bureau Shadow Guard was standing quietly in the center of the hall, wearing simple black attire without any mask.
He respectfully handed over the deputy director's order and the ransom list, and then stood up with his hands hanging down without any unnecessary movement.
At the top of the hall, on top of the majestic throne, sat a terrifying figure as tall as a mountain.
Northern Nether Sea eldest prince, Jiao Ba.
He never released any pressure.
But the silent Soundless aura around him is enough to make ordinary King Realm strong men tremble with fear, and their livers and gallbladders will burst.
The seawater Spiritual Qi in the entire hall seemed to be completely frozen due to his extreme silence.
A long time.
Jiao Ba's pair of cold dark gold vertical pupils slowly moved away from the list and landed on the envoy.
"Two doors, King Realm top-notch skills."
He spoke slowly, his voice was rough and low, like ten thousand years of ice rubbing against each other, and no emotion could be heard.
Demon Suppression Bureau came without raising his eyelids at all, and his tone was as calm as water, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
"My deputy director has said that His Majesty the Seventh Highness is a man of great wealth, and this price is fair."
"Trash."
Jiao Ba spit out two words coldly from the bottom of his heart.
It is not only a comment on the stupidity and incompetence of Jiao Wuye, but also a mockery of the father who fought to the death with the supreme human race for Jiao Wu.
In his eyes, Jiao Wuye's life is not worth two precious King Realm top-notch skills.
At the moment when the air pressure around him was getting heavier and heavier, the void was slightly distorted and rippled.
Buzz--
A ray of warm golden light came from the deepest part of the palace and floated quietly in front of Jiao Ba.
It is the remote messaging idea of Flood Dragon Emperor Jiao Guang.
The golden light flowed and dissipated, and a voice that was extremely tired, but concealed a raging anger, resounded directly into his mind.
"Give it to him."
"Father..."
"Give it to him!"
Jiao Guang's thoughts suddenly became strong, with an undeniable determination.
"Within a hundred years, Northern Nether Sea will never damage any King Realm strong man! We can afford this price!"
As the words fell, his thoughts completely dissipated.
Jiao Ba was sitting on the throne, with the hideous scar extending from the corner of his eyebrows to his chin, twitching and beating slightly.
"The so-called price is never the skill."
"The real price is Ancestral Source of the Dragon Vein, whose foundation was hollowed out, and the old monster dormant underground!"
He slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes had faded away, leaving only the eternal coldness.
"For the technique, I will send someone to Xianyang outside the city."
"The eldest prince is wise."
Demon Suppression Bureau The envoy bowed slightly, turned around and left calmly.
The whole process was calm and composed, as if he had just completed the most ordinary messenger errand.
Three days later.
Xianyang Outside the city, Ten-Li Slope.
The boundaries here are clearly defined and the boundaries between Jing and Wei are clear.
On one side is the bright universe shrouded in the human race's Great Qin destiny, and the heaven and earth are filled with great righteousness.
On the other side, there is a thick and cold water vapor lingering, which is dark and depressing and belongs to the edge of the Northern Nether Sea territory.
A Demon Suppression Bureau Shadow Guard wearing a bronze mask stood quietly on the side of the Great Qin country.
The void twisted and oscillated slightly, and the burly and domineering figure of Jiao Ba appeared out of thin air.
Without saying any nonsense, he raised his hand and threw it violently.
Two jade slips with ancient Daoist charms and thick spiritual light turned into two streams of light and accurately fell into the palm of Shadow Guard.
Shadow Guard's mind quickly scanned the jade slip to confirm that the technique was authentic and correct.
Then he raised his hand and waved, and a figure tightly blocked by layers of restrictions rolled out of the space magic weapon and hit the ground heavily.
It was the embarrassed Jiao Wuye.
The transaction was successfully completed.
Shadow Guard's figure flickered, instantly blending into the surrounding shadows, and quietly Soundless disappeared completely.
From beginning to end, the dialogue between the two parties did not exceed three sentences, which was crisp and clear.
On the Ten-Li Slope clearing, there are only two brothers Jiao Ba and Jiao Wuye left.
Jiao Wuye struggled to get up.
The confinement and restraints around him had been released, but his whole body's energy and energy had completely collapsed, and he was extremely depressed.
When he looked up and saw the majestic and domineering figure like a demon.
The overwhelming hatred towards Su Yu in my heart was instantly replaced by the ultimate fear that originated from the depths of my blood and was engraved into my bones.
"Big... brother!"
His head was lowered, his body was trembling slightly, and his voice was extremely timid.
Jiao Ba looked down at him indifferently, his eyes flat and empty, as if he was examining a worthless discarded object.
"A piece of trash that fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish anything."
The cold and biting words fell.
Jiao Wuye's body trembled violently, and his whole body was cold.
He wanted to argue.
I want to say that I fell into Su Yu's trick, and I want to say that I am trying to protect Northern Nether Sea's face.
But facing Jiao Ba's pair of dark gold vertical eyes that see through all things and are cold and ruthless, all the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter even a single word.
"For the sake of one Jiao Wu, my father did not hesitate to fight to the death with the human emperor, signed a humiliating Hundred-Year Pact, and made the entire Northern Nether Sea a laughing stock in the world."
Jiao Ba slowly approached step by step, its huge figure covering all directions, completely shrouding Jiao Wuye in shadow.
"And you."
"Just for a trivial Fire-Avoiding Pearl, greed caused trouble, and I was trapped in a human prison."
"In the end, Northern Nether Sea was forced to give away two extremely precious King Realm's top skills for free."
He leaned over and lowered his head, his ferocious face was only three inches away from Jiao Wuye, and the chill was biting to the bone.
"Tell me."
"In addition to causing endless trouble for the Northern Nether Sea, what else will you idiots do?"
"I..."
Jiao Wuye's face was ashen, and he was completely speechless under the overwhelming crushing strength and majestic oppression.
"But."
Jiao Ba suddenly straightened up, changed the topic suddenly, and raised a cold and cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Since my father did not hesitate to spend two skills to redeem you."
"Then your humble life cannot be wasted in vain."
Jiao Wuye suddenly raised his head, a trace of hope and confusion flashed in his eyes.
Jiao Ba turned around, looked far into the depths of the Northern Nether Sea, and spoke quietly, with a voice that was bone-chilling.
"The foundation of my family Ancestral Source of the Dragon Vein is damaged, and old things from the ground are secretly eating away at my luck in the sea."
"But my father has a narrow vision and only cares about competing with the human race. He is so confused."
"Brother, what do you mean..."
Jiao Wuye's heart was beating wildly, and he was vaguely aware of a fatal uneasiness.
Jiao Ba slowly turned around, his dark golden vertical pupils locked on Jiao Wuye, his gaze cold and crazy.
"My father is unwilling to take the initiative to intensify the conflict between humans and monsters, so I will help him start a prairie fire."
"You will return immediately to the Northern Nether Sea."
"Publicly publicize your experience at Nan Province, magnify Su Yu's humiliation of you and Great Qin's oppression a hundred times or a thousand times!"
"I want all the people of the Northern Nether Sea to remember this huge shame!"
Jiao Wuye froze all over and his face was as pale as paper.
"Then..."
Jiao Ba's eyes flashed with extreme calculation and ruthlessness.
"I will give you a secret."
"Go to the core area of Ancestral Source of the Dragon Vein and blow yourself up in public!"
Boom!
These words were like thunder exploding in my ears.
Jiao Wuye's brain went blank, his whole body was completely sluggish, and his whole body was freezing cold.
"No... brother! You can't do this to me!"
"Shut up!"
Jiao Ba shouted coldly and with murderous intent.
"At this point, do you think you still have a choice?"
He reached out with his big hand, grabbed Jiao Wuye's neck tightly, and lifted him up into the air.
Half-Step Emperor Realm's terrifying pressure completely poured out, imprisoning Jiao Wuye's whole body, leaving him without even the slightest strength to resist.
"Use your useless life!"
"Explode everyone's illusion of shame!"
"Let my father and the entire Northern Nether Sea see clearly that our real enemy has never been the human race!"
After the words fell, he released his palms.
Jiao Wuye collapsed heavily on the ground, his whole body was limp and in complete despair.
Jiao Ba finally glanced at his half-brother indifferently.
There was no trace of brotherly tenderness in his eyes, only a cold look at a chess piece destined for death.
"This way."
"Your life, which is just hanging on for a while, is finally of some use."