Chapter 5065

“Father, do you think my sister really let Kai do it?” Master Huo asked.

Huo Zhao remained silent for a moment, then nodded. “It seems to be true.”

“So, Kai is my brother-in-law?” Master Huo’s train of thought was astonishing.

“Shut up…” Huo Zhao snapped, glaring at his son to stop talking.

He didn’t know how to feel—was Kai really his brother-in-law now?

If Kai had forced himself on his daughter, Huo Zhao would seek revenge, even at the cost of his life.
But if his daughter had willingly agreed, and the two were consenting, then the situation became much more complicated for Huo Zhao.

As he struggled with his thoughts, the battle raged on.

“Little beast, I’ll kill you!”

The patrol envoy had gone mad. He bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his bone whip instantly transformed into a hundred-foot-long blood dragon!

“Blood Dragon Devours the Sky!”

The blood dragon roared and charged toward Kai. Wherever it passed, even the air hissed and corroded!

“A cheap trick.”

Kai sneered as spiritual power surged within him, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The sound of countless swords echoed across the heavens as tens of thousands of golden sword shadows formed behind Kai, shooting toward the blood dragon like a torrential downpour!

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

In the midst of the deafening explosions, the blood dragon was pierced through the heart by thousands of swords. With a miserable wail, it finally burst into a cloud of blood mist!

“No… way.”

The patrol envoy’s face turned ashen. He turned to Huo Zhao and shouted, “What are you still standing there for? Help me now!”

His words made Huo Zhao’s body tremble slightly.

“Sir Patrol Envoy, even you can’t defeat Kai. If I step in, won’t I just be cannon fodder?”

Huo Zhao replied.

“How dare you speak to me like that? I command you to stop Kai immediately!”
After the patrol envoy finished speaking, he turned to flee.

“Trying to escape?”

Kai’s eyes burned with murderous intent. In a flash, he appeared behind the patrol envoy, swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword with his right hand, and drove it straight through his chest!

“Splurt!”

Blood sprayed out as the patrol envoy looked down at the sword piercing his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

“You… you dare kill someone from the Temple…”

“You talk too much!”

Kai snorted coldly and slashed the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

“Swish!”

The patrol envoy’s body was split clean in half, body and soul completely destroyed!

At the same time, the two ancient warriors finished off the last remaining Temple masters, and the battlefield instantly fell silent.

“Gulp…”

Huo Zhao swallowed hard, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Master Huo, standing behind him, was even more terrified—his crotch soaked. When Kai’s eyes swept over him, he dropped to his knees and pleaded, “Brother-in-law, please spare me! I… I won’t dare do it again!”

Seeing this, Huo Jingjing quickly rushed over, grabbed Kai’s arm, and begged, “Kai, for my sake, please spare my father and brother…”

Kai looked at Huo Jingjing, then turned to Huo Zhao, who stood pale and shaken, and said calmly, “Father-in-law, can we talk properly now?”

Huo Zhao trembled all over and quickly forced out a laugh, though his expression was stiff. “Dear son-in-law, we’re family—of course we can talk…”

The corners of Kai’s mouth lifted slightly. The two ancient warriors turned into streams of black light and re-entered his body. Holding Huo Jingjing’s slender waist, he stepped toward Huo Zhao and said, “From now on, the Eighth Palace is under my command. Father-in-law, any objections?”

Huo Zhao didn’t dare voice a single objection. He nodded repeatedly. “No objections! None at all! Our capable son-in-law is the perfect leader for the Eighth Palace!”

Seeing this, Hu Mazi and the others couldn’t help but laugh.

Who would’ve imagined that Huo Zhao, who moments ago was hell-bent on killing Kai, now trembled like a frightened quail?

What happened to the gods’ arrogance? To their claim that they’d rather die than surrender?

In the end, these so-called gods were merely self-proclaimed. They were still human—subject to emotions, desires, and weaknesses.

Even they feared death and clung to life.