How Could Mayflies Shake a Tree? A Figure Like a God
To the Fire Phoenix Organization board members, led by Panxi, Li Jing's words didn't sound like he was planning to take over the Fire Phoenix Organization's power, nor did they sound like he was there to enjoy himself.
It seemed more like they were preparing to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
But why is that?
They had never had any connection or grudge against Li Jing before, so why was Li Jing deliberately causing them trouble?
Moreover, it was through the Seventh Prince's connections.
Before they could react, they saw Li Jing standing quietly in mid-air like a god descended to earth, his gaze slowly sweeping across the scene.
Those eyes were like the gaze of Grim Reaper; one after another, the members of the Fire Phoenix Organization who were swept by them fell to the ground like dominoes.
Despite showing no outward signs of injury, it had mysteriously lost its life force.
Those who witnessed this scene were all terrified.
Those Fire Phoenix Organization core members who hadn't yet been caught by Grim Reaper scrambled to their feet, crying and screaming as they unleashed their fastest speed ever, trying to escape this hellish battlefield.
However, it was all in vain.
Without exception, they all died as soon as they left the area covered by this survival base.
And their deaths were even more agonizing than those of the previous victims; their heads exploded like watermelons with a loud "bang," scattering brain tissue everywhere.
The scene was exceptionally bloody and cruel.
The corpses fell from the sky like raindrops, hitting the ground with dull thuds.
Upon witnessing this scene, the core members of the Fire Phoenix Organization dared not make any rash moves. Whether they fled or not, they would all face death. Staying put would allow them to survive for a little longer.
Li Jing hung in the air, like a judge judging evil.
Under his control, members of the Fire Phoenix Organization died at a rate of one per second, and the order was completely random.
This cat-and-mouse game creates an immense sense of oppression.
With each person who falls, some are relieved that it wasn't them who fell, yet the next moment their hearts leap into their throats, fearing that the wheel of Grim Reaper will turn on them.
At this moment, they finally realized that their lives were not in their own hands, but only in the hands of others—the feeling of those slaves who had been toyed with and manipulated, treated like livestock whose lives and deaths were decided at will.
Only then did I realize how desperate and helpless I felt.
"A demon, he is a demon!"
The surviving members of the Fire Phoenix Organization looked at the figure in mid-air making a death pronouncement with eyes filled with hatred, fear, and pleading.
Just like those slaves they manipulated back then.
Panxi and the seventeen other directors of the Fire Phoenix Organization also stared at Li Jing with pleading eyes.
So far, all those who have died have been their subordinates, which has left them with a sliver of hope.
Perhaps this is just Li Jing's way of having fun, or perhaps it's just a way for Li Jing to teach them a lesson.
Li Jing still needs them, and he needs their Fire Phoenix Organization to serve him.
The slave traders' true nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and their blustering yet cowardly nature, was fully displayed in them.
That appearance was exactly like that of a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
Li Jing's silent trial only frightened the members of the Fire Phoenix Organization.
Those slaves and beautiful citizens from all over the Cui Lang Starfield who were originally organized by them to curry favor with the Seventh Prince.
At this moment, they gazed with almost pious reverence at the figure hanging high in the sky, like a god.
Some people recalled the era of the Genius Battle, when Li Jing Soul Annihilation opponents across a wide World Zone, earning him the title of "Nightmare Demon".
The nickname, which originally carried a terrifying connotation, now seemed to possess a touch of holiness.
Those girls, who were merely born into slave races, now regarded Li Jing as their savior.
The two sisters, Liya and Condensed Splendor Race, from the Fox-kin Race branch, had already stopped dancing and were now nestled together.
They stared blankly at the scene where the demons, who were once high above and could decide their lives with a single word, died without dignity like pigs and dogs under Li Jing's silent judgment.
The shackles of control that had been etched into my heart since birth seemed to shatter quietly at this moment.
So, even demons can die, and even demons can be afraid!
Faced with beings stronger than them, the so-called demon gods are no different from ordinary people, and are even more pathetic, lacking even the courage to raise a weapon in resistance!
A tiny seed quietly sprouted in the hearts of the Liya sisters.
A moment later, apart from the innocent girls who had been captured, only eighteen directors of the Fire Phoenix Organization, led by Panxi, remained in the entire square.
Seeing that Grim Reaper had not yet befallen them, the sliver of hope for survival grew infinitely larger in their hearts.
"Your Highness Li Jing, we can give up everything we own; I can be your dog—"
One of the Domain Lord's board members mustered his courage and pledged his loyalty.
The next moment, however, he seemed to have lost his soul and collapsed limply to the ground.
It was clear that they had already been Soul Annihilation.
Seeing this, Panxi and the others could easily understand that Li Jing had no intention of letting them go; he was simply treating them as the main course, to be savored later.
A strong sense of humiliation rose within me.
As directors of the Fire Phoenix Organization, whose words determine the life and death of countless slaves and even Universe Citizen, when have they ever suffered such humiliation?
He abandoned all dignity, groveling and begging for mercy, but didn't even get a glance in return; all he received was a silent declaration of death.
"Kill! Take control of Li Jing, and we'll still have a sliver of hope for survival!"
At this moment, even though they knew that capturing Li Jing alive under the Seventh Prince's nose was extremely difficult, the situation had reached a point where they had no choice but to fight.
There's still a sliver of hope for survival.
If you don't fight, you'll just be slaughtered like pigs.
Each of the directors revealed their trump cards, with Panxi being the most eye-catching.
He actually possessed two World Lord Level Nine: Iron Vine Grass and Shaluo Flower, their vines so thick they almost completely blocked out his field of vision.
This greatly alarmed even the Seventh Prince.
Iron Vine Grass is a common plant life form in the universe. It can usually only be cultivated to the Star Level Nine. Cultivating it to the Universe Level is extremely rare, and the World Lord Level is almost impossible.
The Shaluo Flower is a plant species whose rarity rivals that of the Cloud-Touching Vine. Cultivating Shaluo Flower to the World Lord Level Nine would be extremely expensive.
The combined lifespan of the two plants would require at least 100,000 Chaos Hunyuan Unit.
Where did Panxi, a mere World Lord Level Three, get so many resources?
However, the Seventh Prince had no time to investigate further and was instead preparing to save Li Jing.
Two World Lord Level Nine joined forces, one of which was Shaluo Flower.
Even ordinary Immortal couldn't do anything about it for a while.
Although Li Jing is highly talented, he has absolutely no chance of dealing with this!
Fortunately, he came along on this trip; otherwise, his future mentor would have been in serious trouble.
The sixteen surviving Domain Lord Level directors felt reassured upon seeing that Panxi still had such a trump card, and their offensive became even more fierce.
That glimmer of hope seemed to have a chance of being grasped.
"Hmph, how can an ant shake a tree?"
At this moment, Li Jing finally moved.