"What... what did you do?"
Seeing the purple-robed elder fall silently, the other two's expressions changed drastically, and their bodies instinctively retreated, an ineffable fear spreading in their hearts.
Clearly!
They were already terrified by Ye Ming's bizarre methods.
However, their doubts did not stop Ye Ming. He continued to walk forward, his face showing no emotional fluctuations.
"Damn it! The two of us will go together, I don't believe..."
Before the Martial God on the left could finish speaking, Ye Ming's figure seemed to traverse space, and the next second he had brushed past him.
"Don't believe what?"
Bang!
Still without warning, still bizarre.
The Martial God who had just spoken fell to the ground violently, not even having time to close his eyes.
Everything happened... too quietly.
So quiet that the scene fell into dead silence.
Even though the young man exuded no aura, in him, one seemed to see the Soul Locking Hook from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. Those who met his gaze would bid farewell to the world.
"No! Don't kill me! I... ah!"
Just as the last Martial God was about to beg for mercy, the eerie young man had already appeared behind him.
Bang!
As he fell, all the doubt and unwillingness in his eyes bid farewell to this world forever.
Just as Ye Ming had said before, these three had managed to cling to their lives, only to not realize it.
If they hadn't gotten involved in this mess, perhaps they would still be the feared... Martial Gods.
A single thought!
The difference between life and death!
Witnessing all that had happened in the span of a few breaths, Senior Sister Luo Xia and her disciple were completely stunned, their thoughts lost in a daze.
Three Martial Gods!
In a few exchanges... gone!
Was there anything more world-shattering than this?
In the arena, perhaps only Du Yuemian was not shocked by the scene.
But even so, when she saw the young man effortlessly obliterate three Martial Gods with a flick of his finger. In her beautiful eyes, starlight flowed, dreamlike and ethereal.
This... this was the man she had chosen!
"Sooner or later, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you!"
At the same time, the belief in her heart became as unshakeable as a rock.
After dealing with the three Martial Gods, Ye Ming did not stop his steps, but walked towards You Li step by step.
Without speaking!
His eyes were as calm as water, without a ripple.
"Who... who are you?"
The scene just now was a shock to Luo Xia, but for You Li, it was a fatal blow.
It was too terrifying.
He asked himself if he could achieve such a feat with his own strength?
The answer was a definite no.
Facing those three Martial Gods, You Li was confident he could kill them all.
But to accomplish all this in a few breaths.
This was absolutely beyond his imagination.
"Could it be! You... you are..."
Thinking of something, You Li's pupils contracted, and his eyeballs trembled violently. Countless cold sweat poured out from his forehead and back.
His entire body even felt drained of all strength due to a certain thought that appeared in his mind.
At this moment, even the master of the Dead Spirit Valley, one of the strongest figures in the ancient martial arts world, experienced a terrifying pressure as if from the abyss.
In fact, it could be said to be extreme... fear.
"No! You... you can't kill me! I am..." Through the strength displayed by the other party earlier, You Li became increasingly convinced that this person was of a certain kind.
To the point where he completely gave up his last resistance.
Because he knew that all of this was in vain.
"Can't kill me?"
Hearing this, Ye Ming's gaze flickered: "Why can't I kill you! Keep talking!"
It was clear that in that moment of life and death, You Li was about to reveal something, but stopped himself due to some taboo.
"I... you!"
At this moment, You Li was both extremely terrified and deeply powerless.
"It seems the pressure I'm exerting isn't great enough!"
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Ye Ming resumed his death walk. The echo of his footsteps on the ground became a death knell ringing in You Li's ears.
One step!
Two steps!
Those soul-claiming footsteps were approaching him.
"No... I... I don't want to die! Don't force me!"
You Li retreated frantically, but when he tried to escape, he found that the space he was in was like a frozen block of ice, and he couldn't move an inch.
"You can't escape!"
Ye Ming was now less than three steps away from him: "This is your last chance! Otherwise... hmm?"
Before he could finish speaking, as if sensing something, he suddenly stopped.
"You're going to stop me?"
At this moment, he slowly raised his head, his gaze passing directly over You Li, looking towards a mountain peak thousands of miles behind him.
Just now, a voice had suddenly appeared in his mind.
The voice was ethereal and melodious, as graceful as heavenly music piercing through the clouds, disrupting all his thoughts.
Ye Ming did not speak now; he and the owner of that voice seemed to be communicating remotely through some means.
"You cannot kill You Li!" the voice reappeared in his mind.
And the owner of this voice, Ye Ming had naturally recognized.
It was the woman in the plain white dress—Xia Baiyi.
"Why?" Ye Ming asked calmly.
"You should know the answer, shouldn't you?" the other party replied.
You know the answer?
"Could it be..."
Hearing this, Ye Ming's expression flickered, and he said, "Is it because he passed that trial?"
"That's right!"
Xia Baiyi continued, "Now I can only tell you that the four trials within the core circle were personally established by our four strongest sects! Since those four have passed, in a certain sense, their status will become very special!"
As for how special, Xia Baiyi did not explicitly state.
"Are you referring to... spokespersons?"
At this point, combining the fragmented information obtained from Xu Zhan and his previous control over those cultivators, Ye Ming had a more concrete guess.
"It seems you know quite a bit!"
Although these words expressed surprise, Xia Baiyi's tone did not seem to reflect it.
"They are indeed spokespersons! But..." In the latter half of her sentence, Xia Baiyi's tone carried a rare hint of solemnity: "They are spokespersons of very high standing!"
Very high standing!
This was what Xia Baiyi wanted to emphasize.
"So, this is why you are stopping me from killing You Li?" Through this brief exchange, Ye Ming understood the other party's intentions.
However, after he finished speaking, the other party fell silent.
Ye Ming also fell silent.
After nearly half a minute, the other party replied.
"No!"
Hearing this answer, Ye Ming was somewhat surprised.
In Ye Ming's opinion, it was definitely because You Li held a high position in that place that Xia Baiyi stopped him.
But this answer?
"Then why?"
Ye Ming truly couldn't understand.
This time, the other party fell silent again.
And the silence was even longer than before.
"Because... I want to protect you!"