Chapter 4671

Witnessing Kai, who was only at the second level of the Mahayana Realm, defeat Luo Ta, a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the same realm, Qiu Wanqing finally understood why the thunder tribulation had been so overwhelming.

Kai gave Luo Ta a faint smile but said nothing. Instead, he summoned his spiritual power once more, preparing for another attack.

Seeing this, Luo Ta felt an overwhelming sense of dread. He knew that if the battle continued, his life would surely come to an end.

Without hesitation, he turned and attempted to flee.

“Trying to run? Not so fast!”

Kai sneered coldly, his figure blurring as he instantly appeared in front of Luo Ta.

Luo Ta froze in shock and tried to dodge, only to find his body immobilized by an invisible force.

“Who… who are you?” Luo Ta stammered, his voice trembling with terror.

Kai didn’t answer. Instead, he raised his hand, a dazzling bolt of lightning forming in his palm.

“This is the punishment you deserve,” Kai declared coldly before hurling the lightning at Luo Ta.

“Ahhh!”

Luo Ta let out a bloodcurdling scream as the lightning engulfed him.

When the energy finally dissipated, nothing remained of Luo Ta but a scorched patch of ground.

Qiu Wanqing, paralyzed with fear, felt his legs give way, nearly collapsing to the ground as he witnessed Luo Ta’s effortless demise.

Realizing his fate was sealed, Qiu Wanqing turned and fled desperately.

“Still trying to run?”

Kai’s eyes narrowed. A spiritual arrow formed in his hand, crackling with energy, and he released it with precision.

The arrow streaked through the air like lightning, piercing Qiu Wanqing’s back in an instant.

“Pfft!”

Qiu Wanqing spat out a mouthful of blood as his body collapsed forward, lifeless. Even in death, his face was frozen in disbelief.

The peak of the ninth level of the Mahayana Realm—second only to the city lord in Beast City—had been killed by a mere second-level Mahayana cultivator.

If Qiu Wanqing had known this would be the outcome, he would never have come.

The air grew thick with tension, and silence enveloped the battlefield. Everyone stood frozen, staring at the scene in awe and shock, their hearts trembling with fear.
They realized that from this day forward, the power structure of Beast City would shift dramatically due to Kai’s emergence.

“Mr. Chen…”

Xing Daorong cautiously approached Kai, his voice low and tentative. Though still a general of Beast City, he now treaded carefully, fearing he might inadvertently offend Kai.

Kai remained silent, standing still with a distant look in his eyes. His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the horizon.

“Come out. Why hide?”

His cold words sent a chill through Xing Daorong. Alarmed, the general quickly scanned the area, unaware that someone was lurking nearby.

Swish!

As soon as Kai spoke, a shadow darted out from the distant mountains and forests, fleeing rapidly toward the city.

In the same instant, Kai vanished.

Utilizing the Fire Control Step, he seemed to teleport, his movements too fast for the eye to follow. To Xing Daorong and the others, it appeared as though Kai hadn’t moved at all—yet in the blink of an eye, he reappeared several miles away.

Before anyone could react, Kai returned, clutching a man in his grip.

The man, about thirty years old, had a pale face and was trembling uncontrollably. His fear was so intense that his pants were soaked.

“It’s you?”

Recognizing the man, Xing Daorong frowned deeply.

“General Xing, do you know him?” Kai asked calmly.

“Yes, this man is a servant of the Yan Mansion. But I have no idea why he’s here.”

Xing Daorong grabbed the servant by the collar, his tone sharp. “Speak! What are you doing here? Did Yan Shuangying send you?”

The servant stared at Xing Daorong, his terror evident, yet he remained silent.

Infuriated by the lack of response, Xing Daorong’s anger flared.

Kai interjected, his tone calm but cold. “General Xing, there’s no need to be angry. A servant like this is insignificant. Just kill him.”

As he finished speaking, Kai raised his palm slowly. The servant’s fate was clear—if Kai’s hand fell, his life would end in an instant.