Xue Zhaohai looked at Ye Xuan without saying a word.
His Half-Saint Domain suddenly erupted, instantly crushing towards Ye Xuan.
He's just here to take people away, so all that nonsense is pointless.
Even if we need to ask some questions, we should wait until we've defeated Ye Xuan.
In an instant, the overwhelming Half-Saint Domain pressed down, and Ye Xuan's face turned pale.
However, he wasn't particularly afraid.
" Sacred Armor!"
Almost instantly, Ye Xuan roared inwardly, and the Sacred Armor instantly donned his body.
The next moment, he had already unleashed the Rule Suppression.
Damn it, this guy is at least Peak Half-Saint expert, yet he attacked me without saying a word. He's utterly shameless.
Since that's the case, Ye Xuan doesn't need to be polite.
The Rule Suppression surged forth and instantly struck Xue Zhaohai.
Xue Zhaohai stretched out his right hand, intending to capture Ye Xuan, but his expression suddenly changed.
"Is this... the Power of Rules?"
"No, my cultivation level is being suppressed and is even declining. How is this possible?"
A storm raged in Xue Zhaohai's heart, and a deep sense of fear rose within him.
In that brief instant, his cultivation level plummeted, dropping directly to the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Ye Xuan ignored Xue Zhaohai's fear and stood up abruptly amidst the shocked gazes of all the Rogue Cultivator in the lower deck.
The next second, he moved and was already close to Xue Zhaohai.
"Hey Xue, I've been waiting for you to come."
"You, a mere Half-Saint, dare to come alone and even attack me? You've got some nerve."
Ye Xuan's calm voice rang out, but his right hand had already formed a palm. The golden palm print created a thunderous roar in mid-air and struck towards Xue Zhaohai.
His nonchalant actions gave others the impression that the person standing in front of him was not Peak Half-Saint cultivator, but a true ant.
The Rogue Cultivator in the lower deck were all stunned by what they saw.
Clearly, no one expected that Ye Xuan would be so bold and assertive as to treat Xue Zhaohai this way.
Because the Power of Rules is formless and intangible, and because there was no suppression of them, and their cultivation level was not high, they did not perceive it particularly clearly.
"Who... who are you?"
Xue Zhaohai had also come to his senses, and his face instantly turned ferocious.
However, almost the instant he uttered those words, he had already taken a step forward.
With a loud bang, as he lunged towards Ye Xuan, a fist imprint also slammed into Ye Xuan.
Even if his cultivation is suppressed, so what? He is still a genuine Peak Half-Saint expert.
Let alone Ye Xuan, even for ordinary early to mid-stage Half-Saint cultivators, killing him wouldn't be an easy task.
However, his expression changed again the next second.
Fist and palm collided in mid-air, producing a loud boom. The next moment, he saw a flash of dark yellow light suddenly appear on Ye Xuan's body.
Immediately afterward, with a crack, the moment his fist imprint was torn apart, Ye Xuan's palm landed on his chest, shattering his Half-Saint body.
"How is this possible? What is that?"
Upon witnessing this scene, Xue Zhaohai was once again stunned into silence, his fear intensifying.
Ye Xuan ignored him and instantly placed his hand on his neck, then lifted him up as if he were a chick.
"Who am I? You are not qualified to know! Do you really think that just because you are Peak Half-Saint and this is your merchant ship, you can do whatever you want?"
Ye Xuan, holding Xue Zhaohai in his arms, spoke disdainfully as the dark yellow light in his hand surged once more, Xue Zhaohai immediately felt a sense of impending death.
He felt not only terror but also immense shame.
He's a Peak Half-Saint, and he's backed by the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association.
Even a Saint Realm cultivator wouldn't dare to humiliate him like this, would they?
But now, in front of everyone, he was being humiliated by Ye Xuan, who was grabbing him by the neck. This was simply...
As for the Rogue Cultivator in the bottom warehouse, they were completely stunned.
Holy crap, what am I seeing? Am I dreaming?
Xue Zhaohai, the Grand Deacon of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association and Peak Half-Saint, was actually lifted up by the neck? And the one lifting him was just a young man?
At this point, the Rogue Cultivator were utterly at a loss for words.
They were utterly dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning!
At the same time, the way they looked at Ye Xuan became even more awe-inspiring.
Such a powerful figure, yet he remained in the lower class cabin with them the entire time. Is this what they call being low-key, a true hermit hiding in the world?
Xue Zhaohai sensed the impending death; his body stiffened and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead as he spoke with difficulty:
What do you want?
"I am a steward of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, Peak Half-Saint expert. If you dare to kill me, the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association will absolutely not let this go!"
"If you let me go, I'm willing to apologize for what I did before, and I can even compensate you to the best of my ability."
"If you don't believe me, I can swear on it!"
Xue Zhaohai was also a smart man. As a deacon of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, he had a strong ability to assess situations.
In an instant, she made a swift decision, first giving Ye Xuan a small threat, and then immediately yielding.
Because he knew that if he dared to be aggressive at this moment, he could really be killed.
At the same time, Xue Zhaohai cursed himself for being careless.
We were really careless!
Who could have imagined that a mere ant who only bought a lower deck ticket would possess such incredible abilities?
If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have been so reckless.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan scoffed disdainfully. "Compensation? If I kill you, everything you own will be mine anyway. As for your Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, sorry, I don't even consider it a threat."
Without further ado, Ye Xuan unleashed a burst of dark yellow light in his right hand, and in the next instant, he crushed Xue Zhaohai's neck.
Seeing this, all the surrounding Rogue Cultivator were stunned, utterly terrified.
They actually killed him?
How ruthless!
Xue Zhaohai also let out a miserable scream, and then his soul flew out.
However, just as his soul was about to escape, a scorching flame had already passed by.
Ah, the sun--
Xue Zhaohai let out a shrill scream, his soul vanished instantly, and his body turned to ash.
Ye Xuan casually put away Xue Zhaohai's storage ring, glanced indifferently at the Rogue Cultivator, and returned to his seat.
He was now certain that there were no Saint Realm cultivators on board the merchant ship.
Otherwise, with Xue Zhaohai dead, the other side should have arrived as well.
Of course, the fact that the merchant ship didn't have Saint overseeing it was also a good thing for him.
He was able to relax considerably and continue traveling a distance on the merchant ship.
As for Xue Zhaohai's murder and disappearance, Ye Xuan didn't care what the chamber of commerce's stewards thought or what they would do.
As long as the Saint Realm doesn't appear, he'll be invincible!
If those people don't come, he's too lazy to go out and cause trouble.
But if those people dare to come, then don't blame him for being impolite.