Seeing the Half-Saint charging towards him, Ye Xuan snorted coldly, unleashing his Rule Suppression once more, and in the next instant, he too burst forth.
"I was originally going to spare your life, but since you're courting death, don't blame me for being impolite. Do you really think that just because you're Half-Saint, you can't be killed?"
With a cold snort, a powerful burst of Spiritual Qi erupted, forming a vortex in mid-air that seemed almost tangible.
Ye Xuan shattered the void with a single punch, instantly striking the Half-Saint.
Half-Saint level expert, indeed possessing formidable cultivation.
If it can be suppressed, then it won't work.
Ye Xuan only threw one punch, and the hand bones of that Half-Saint were already shattered. The powerful force surged into his body and instantly exploded.
His entire chest cavity began to rupture.
Blood mist sprayed everywhere, and the Half-Saint was sent flying backward, smashing into several cultivators before finally collapsing to the ground.
Everyone present was shocked by what they saw.
How is that possible?
How could this guy, who can't even afford a proper ship ticket and has to huddle in that garbage place like the hold, possibly be so powerful?
Instantly killed Half-Saint?
" The Power of Rules? You, who are you?!"
The Half-Saint was even more terrified. As he spoke, blood kept gushing from his mouth, but his eyes were filled with horror and shock.
When did such a powerful cultivator appear in this territory? Most importantly, Ye Xuan is still so young.
"You are not qualified to know."
Ye Xuan didn't answer at all. Along with the sound, a sword beam instantly flashed through the void and pierced through the head of the Half-Saint with a soft thud.
Blood dripped down again, making a thud.
The scene was eerily silent.
Those cultivators who were originally so proud, arrogant, and domineering, wanting to forcefully attack Ye Xuan, all fell silent for a moment.
They all stared at Ye Xuan with horrified expressions, their bodies drenched in cold sweat, their hearts filled with nothing but fear.
"I'm giving you one last chance. Hand over your storage rings and get out!"
Ye Xuan's gaze fell on those people again, his cold voice reverberating in the void, indifferent and ruthless.
He held the Yaoguang in his hand, standing proudly, calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
The Rogue Cultivator were utterly stunned by what they saw.
That's truly domineering! Standing tall and upright, with boundless dominance—that's what a cultivator should be like!
With that Half-Saint dead, the strongest among those cultivators is now only at the Venerable Realm.
The faces of the several Venerable Realm were extremely ugly, but they dared not say another word and threw out their storage rings without hesitation.
With several Venerable Realm already compromising, the remaining cultivators dared not utter another word.
This guy killed even Half-Saint, why would he care about them?
They even suspected that Xue Zhaohai might have been killed as well.
Given how the situation had developed, Xue Zhaohai should have realized it long ago.
Once Xue Zhaohai finds out what's going on here, he'll definitely come to mediate.
But now, Xue Zhaohai hasn't shown up, which is rather unusual.
You must understand, Xue Zhaohai absolutely could not stand by and watch them all be robbed; he simply couldn't bear the consequences.
In an instant, countless cultivators turned pale, their hearts filled with grief.
Even though they were extremely unwilling, they had no choice but to suppress their pain and hand over their storage rings.
Ye Xuan looked at the spatial ring that had been offered to him and accepted it without any hesitation.
But his expression quickly changed, and he sneered, "You've come all this way, and you think you can just leave without paying the price? You're asking for death!"
Accompanied by the sound, a sword beam whistled past directly above everyone's heads.
The few cultivators on the outermost edge did not even squeeze into the lower deck.
At first, they were somewhat dissatisfied with this.
But when they learned that even the Half-Saint had been killed, and that Ye Xuan was demanding everyone hand over their storage rings before they could leave, they immediately became secretly delighted.
Therefore, at this moment, they chose to flee without hesitation.
It's too dangerous here; they dare not stay any longer.
As for handing over the storage ring, that's a joke.
They're on the outermost edge, they didn't go in, only a fool would hand them over.
However, while the idea was grand, reality was harsh.
The cultivators had only taken a few steps when a sword beam pierced through the void and instantly penetrated their dantian.
The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant, but Ye Xuan's voice rang in everyone's ears once more. "Anyone who dares to leave without handing over their storage ring shall die!"
The scene was completely silent.
More than half an hour later, the warehouse returned to quiet.
All the monks returned to their respective rooms.
They were all dejected, their faces filled with grief.
They must have lost their minds to go looking for trouble with that guy! Aren't they just asking for it?
Originally, Ye Xuan only affected their cultivation by causing them to absorb some of the scattered Spiritual Qi.
Now look what's happened! All our savings have been confiscated. How are we supposed to survive?
Those cultivators who weren't wealthy fared somewhat better, but those who were wealthy fared much worse.
It was so painful I wanted to kill myself.
at the same time.
Zheng Hong, Huang Jingshan, and several other deacons gathered together once again.
Their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot; they were simply unsightly.
The reason was simple: they knew what had happened in the warehouse, which meant that Xue Zhaohai had indeed been killed.
That's not all. The most crucial thing is that some of the cultivators whose storage rings were stolen actually came to their door, demanding that their merchant ship take responsibility.
Zheng Hong felt like cursing at those people.
You guys went and provoked them, then got robbed, and now you want me to take responsibility? What kind of nonsense is that?
However, since the incident occurred on their ship, and those people went to the lower deck, it could be considered, in a sense, that they condoned it.
This is something that's really hard to refuse.
Of course, none of that is the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that those people have very powerful backgrounds, and they simply don't dare to offend them.
At this moment, Zheng Hong and the others had just finished dealing with those cultivators and only then did they have a brief moment of free time.
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! Those bastards, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, deserve to die!"
Huang Jingshan unleashed his Half-Saint Domain, his entire body radiating a violent killing intent; he was utterly enraged.
Zheng Hong said with a headache, "Sigh, what's the point of saying so much now? Let's think about our own lives first."
Huang Jingshan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. "What do you mean?"
Zheng Hong was even more troubled. This Huang Jingshan, who usually seemed so smart, was now acting like a complete idiot.
He said helplessly, "So many people caused trouble in the lower deck before, and we didn't step in to stop them. Do you think that guy is stupid? If he doesn't pursue the matter, everything is fine, but if he does, then we're in trouble."
Upon hearing this, Huang Jingshan's face stiffened at first, then his anger vanished instantly, and he cautiously asked, "Then what should we do?"