Dongbo Xueying gazed at the intelligence recorded on the scroll. According to the Tianxin Pavilion’s findings, there were fifteen known possessors of the Withered World Leaf. Among them, the most nefarious one, as documented by the Tianxin Pavilion, was named ‘Divine Emperor He Dong.’
Divine Emperor He Dong, a mid-level Divine Emperor expert, was the beloved disciple of ‘Ghost Sea Palace Master,’ a peak-level Divine Emperor powerhouse. The Ghost Sea Palace Master was considered a super fiend, and Divine Emperor He Dong was one of his three disciples, equally sinister and responsible for countless massacres. However, with such a formidable master backing him, Divine Emperor He Dong ranked among the stronger mid-level Divine Emperors and even made it to the bottom of the Divine Emperor Rankings.
“Divine Emperor He Dong, according to the Tianxin Pavilion’s records, is truly a great fiend,” Dongbo Xueying mused silently. “I’ll go see for myself just how much resentment and karmic sin clings to him.”
A killing intent arose in his heart.
With this thought, a karmic connection naturally formed. Dongbo Xueying focused his mind and effortlessly traced the karmic link to Divine Emperor He Dong.
“Hmm? He’s actually in a remote small city?” Dongbo Xueying was surprised. “It seems to be Lingfeng City?”
Without hesitation, Dongbo Xueying activated the Great Void Shattering Teleportation Technique and headed there.
…
Lingfeng City.
In the vast Divine Realm, it was an inconspicuous small city, though it still spanned hundreds of thousands of miles. The Divine Realm’s inhabitants were numerous, and small factions abounded. The Tianxin Pavilion also had a branch here.
“It’s the young mistress!”
“The young mistress has come out.”
On a bustling street, pedestrians turned their gazes toward a distant group.
A pair of young women walked together, followed by two guards. One was merely a maid, while the other was the young mistress of Lingfeng City—’Lingfeng Yu Rong.’ The city lord of Lingfeng had four children: three sons and only one daughter. This daughter was exceptionally intelligent and talented, having already reached the peak of the Divine Lord realm.
Due to her bloodline cultivation, the higher her strength grew, the more ethereal and transcendent Lingfeng Yu Rong’s aura became. Seeing her was like beholding the most beautiful thing in the world.
Every time she appeared, she drew the attention of countless onlookers.
Knowing his daughter’s allure, the city lord had long decreed that she was forbidden from visiting other cities to avoid unnecessary trouble.
“Young mistress, that man’s gaze is far too brazen. Let me teach him a lesson,” the green-clad maid gritted her teeth as she spotted a man by the window of a distant tavern.
“Wait!” Lingfeng Yu Rong was puzzled. A brazen gaze? Why hadn’t she sensed it? With her ‘Frostheart Perception,’ she should have detected any malicious or coveting stares. She quickly scanned her surroundings and soon noticed a hook-nosed man standing by a second-floor tavern window, holding a wine cup. His greedy, excited eyes were fixed on her as if she were exquisite prey.
The look made Lingfeng Yu Rong deeply uncomfortable.
But why hadn’t her Frostheart Perception picked it up?
“Young mistress, he’s gone too far. We can’t let this slide,” the green-clad maid fumed. The two guards also noticed and their expressions darkened.
“Hahaha, so this is the famed Young Mistress Lingfeng Yu Rong?” The hook-nosed man by the window laughed. “Come up and share a drink with me.” With that, his left arm stretched hundreds of meters in an instant, crossing the distance between them. Lingfeng Yu Rong’s face paled as she tried to retreat with her maid, but an invisible force wrapped around her, effortlessly restraining her.
The massive hand seized her waist and yanked her into the tavern.
“Young mistress!”
“Young mistress!”
The two guards and the green-clad maid were both furious and terrified. Their young mistress was a peak Divine Lord, ranking among the top ten in Lingfeng City. For someone to capture her in a single move—what level of strength did that entail? A Divine Emperor?
“Quick, inform the city lord!”
“Hurry!”
They were frantic. The green-clad maid couldn’t help but charge toward the tavern.
“The young mistress has been taken!”
“That man in the tavern just abducted her!”
The street erupted in chaos. Lingfeng Yu Rong was the brightest jewel of their city. The stronger she grew, the more divine her aura became. Every citizen of the Divine Realm who saw her could only admire her, never daring to harbor impure thoughts. Yet now, she had been forcibly taken. The crowd seethed with anger, but they also understood—anyone capable of abducting her so easily was beyond terrifying.
Furious, yet powerless.
…
On the tavern’s second floor, the other patrons were stunned by the abduction. Only two had the presence of mind to flee downstairs.
The hook-nosed man pulled Lingfeng Yu Rong onto his lap, then swept his gaze across the room. With a thought—
An invisible ripple spread out, and every patron and server in the tavern instantly disintegrated into nothingness.
Lingfeng Yu Rong’s face turned deathly pale.
She knew her captor was monstrous.
But his casual slaughter of innocents chilled her to the core.
“Who is he? I’m a peak Divine Lord. Even an early-stage Divine Emperor shouldn’t be able to capture me so effortlessly. Is he… a mid-level Divine Emperor?” Lingfeng Yu Rong speculated. Powerful and ruthless—she felt utterly helpless. Her strength was completely sealed, and she couldn’t even activate her communication treasures.
“Don’t be afraid,” the hook-nosed man said with a smile. “I killed them, but I’d never kill you. As long as you entertain me, I won’t harm you—until I grow bored.” He inhaled deeply by her cheek. “Mmm, even your scent is intoxicating.”
“Who are you? With your strength, you shouldn’t be unknown,” Lingfeng Yu Rong forced out, revolted by his closeness.
“Of course I altered my appearance. If I didn’t, wouldn’t your entire city panic at the sight of me?” The man chuckled, his hands roaming over her. With a sharp *rip*, part of her robes tore away, fueling her despair. But with her power sealed, resistance was impossible.
“Stop!”
A furious roar echoed through the tavern.
Figures burst onto the second floor, led by a burly man—the city lord of Lingfeng. Behind him stood other peak Divine Lords, their auras interwoven into a combat formation.
“Release my daughter,” the city lord demanded, though caution laced his voice.
“Release her?” The hook-nosed man smirked. His features began to shift—white down appeared on his forehead, and faint golden scales shimmered across his face.
“Divine Emperor He Dong?” The city lord’s face drained of color.
Divine Emperor He Dong, infamous for his massacres and insatiable lust.
Over ninety percent of his killings were driven by his appetite for beauty.
“Your daughter will now be one of my collectibles,” Divine Emperor He Dong said coolly. “As for your Lingfeng Clan, you have two choices. One—I exterminate your entire lineage. Two—you commit suicide, and then I select a hundred beauties from your clan. The rest may live.”
“Divine Emperor He Dong, this is Lingfeng City. Don’t push us too far,” the city lord growled.
Two choices.
One—annihilation.
The other—his death, plus the humiliation of surrendering a hundred women. A disgrace to the Lingfeng name.
“Choose quickly. You have ten breaths. If you don’t decide, I’ll choose for you—and wipe out your clan.” Divine Emperor He Dong raised a wine cup to Lingfeng Yu Rong’s lips. “Drink with me.”
She shook her head.
But an unseen force compelled her mouth open, pouring the wine down her throat.
“In my grasp, you can’t resist or even kill yourself. Behave, and perhaps I’ll be merciful. Otherwise… you’ll learn that death can be a mercy.” His smile sent shivers down her spine. Despair filled her—not just for herself, but for her entire clan.
“Ten, nine, eight…” Divine Emperor He Dong counted leisurely.
The city lord trembled.
His Divine Lord subordinates exchanged frantic mental messages. Some of the younger ones burned with rage, watching their young mistress humiliated.
“Five, four, three…” The Divine Emperor savored their anguish.
The city lord weighed a desperate strike.
But history proved that resistance only led to annihilation.
“Who can save us? Who can save my family?” Lingfeng Yu Rong’s heart shattered.
Suddenly, a figure stepped through the void onto the second floor.
A white-robed man, a divine sword strapped to his back.
“Who—?”
All heads turned.
Divine Emperor He Dong frowned. Who dared interrupt?
The white-robed swordsman’s aura had been ordinary—merely Divine Lord level. But as his gaze swept the room, he spoke: “Divine Emperor He Dong, abducting women again? So much karmic sin clings to you. Truly…” His aura exploded, terrifyingly vast. Divine Emperor He Dong’s face twisted in shock. But the swordsman only sighed and pointed a single finger.
*Boom!*
Divine Emperor He Dong shuddered. Space warped violently around him—then his eyes dimmed. His body collapsed lifelessly to the floor.
Lingfeng Yu Rong staggered to her feet, staring in disbelief at the corpse.
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