Chapter 4775
“This… How is this possible?”
Huo Ming couldn’t believe his eyes!
“Young Master…” Steward Lu froze in shock, his voice trembling. He dared to shout but didn’t dare to move!
Where had that white light come from?
No one had seen it clearly, and no one knew!
Kai stared coldly at the impaled Huo Ming and said, “I warned you, but you refused to listen…”
Hua Yueying and Cangyue gaped at Kai, their faces filled with astonishment.
“Damn, is Mr. Chen really this powerful?”
“A god, for real…”
They had no idea that Mr. Shi had blessed the Xiao Dynasty with luck!
Xuan Bin and Zhou Tang exchanged faint smiles. They had been guarding the Xiao Dynasty for days and understood that force couldn’t be used recklessly here.
“So what? Even if an immortal sets foot in my Xiao Dynasty, they must obey the rules—or face death!”
Xiao Yuanshan declared proudly.
As Emperor of the Xiao Dynasty, he ruled over a sacred land untouched by chaos. Anyone who defied its order would suffer the consequences!
His words sent shockwaves through Hua Yueying and the others.
Even immortals could be slain—was the Xiao Dynasty truly this formidable?
“Was this the doing of the master behind you?” Huo Ming asked, staring at Kai.
“No.” Kai shook his head.
“No?” Huo Ming frowned.
“If Mr. Shi had acted personally, you’d have been erased long ago. This was merely a remnant of his luck,” Kai stated calmly.
“Incredible…” At last, Huo Ming had to acknowledge the terrifying power of the one backing Kai.
“Let’s leave. I won’t challenge you again…”
His initial ambition was gone—now, all he wanted was to escape!
“Alright,” Kai nodded.
Dragging his wounded body, Huo Ming slowly retreated. Just as he turned to leave—
Swish!
Kai raised his hand and swung his sword.
A sharp gleam from the Dragon Slaying Sword flashed—Huo Ming’s head fell to the ground!
Huo Ming’s severed head flew high into the air, his furious eyes locked onto Kai.
“You think you can come and go as you please? What is this, a hotel?”
Kai sneered coldly, repeating the words once spoken by the Tenth Palace Master.
“Brother!”
Huo Qing’s enraged roar echoed as he watched his eldest brother’s head fall.
“Young Master!”
Steward Lu’s face twisted in grief and anger. Turning to Kai, he demanded, “Didn’t you promise to let us leave?”
“All is fair in war,” Kai replied indifferently.
Huo Ming’s lifeless body crashed to the ground. Kai stepped forward, rummaging through his belongings, searching for the storage bag.
Huo Qing and Steward Lu stood frozen, seething with hatred but too afraid to act.
“The Huo family really is wealthy…”
Kai smirked as he examined the contents of the storage bag.
Without another word, Steward Lu signaled for his men to retrieve Huo Ming’s body and swiftly retreated. If they didn’t leave now, they might never get the chance.
The Tenth Palace Master, who had already turned to leave when the white light struck Huo Ming, continued his departure.
Huo Qing clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding in frustration.
“Second Young Master, let’s go. We’ll avenge the Eldest Young Master another day!”
Steward Lu grabbed Huo Qing, and the two quickly vanished into the sky.
With their departure, peace returned to the skies above the Xiao Dynasty.
“Mr. Chen, why didn’t you kill them all?”
Hua Yueying asked in confusion.
“I wanted to, but it’s not my decision to make.”
Kai sighed. These people weren’t foes he could handle on his own—only Mr. Shi had the power to deal with them.
But whether Mr. Shi would act or not was beyond Kai’s control.
“After this, I doubt the Ten Palaces will dare to cause trouble again,” Xuan Bin said, exhaling in relief.
“This time, it’s thanks to all of you. Let’s split the spoils.”
Kai opened Huo Ming’s storage bag and spread out the resources inside.