Chapter 1607 - 1483: The Higher-Ups
"Leaving Fire Golden Eyes!"
Two streams of gold-red light shot out from Ye Qingfeng’s eyes, seeming to truly reach the speed of light, like lightning, arriving in an instant.
Even the very void seemed to be pierced through; even with Wan Potian’s Peak War Emperor cultivation, he didn’t react in time, and the beams instantly shot toward his abdomen.
Wan Potian’s expression changed drastically. He only felt a violent pain in his abdomen, as if it were being scorched by flames. A gush of fresh blood flowed out, making him hurriedly gather all his Spiritual Power to frantically resist.
"Kill!"
Ye Qingfeng seized the opportunity, suddenly turning into a cannonball and shooting up from the ground. The earth beneath his feet shattered with a boom, forming a large pit.
The gigantic Futu Sword slashed toward Wan Potian, and streams of Sword Light had already reached his body first.
Wan Potian’s two palms kept slapping out, carrying the weight of ten thousand jun, blasting toward Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Light. But on the other side, he had to condense Spiritual Power to block the scorched part of his abdomen left by Ye Qingfeng.
"Courting death!"
Wan Potian was furious. Boundless Spiritual Power surged, forming a gigantic fist that smashed directly toward Ye Qingfeng. Ye Qingfeng brought his sword down in One Sword Slash, and an explosion rang out, sending Ye Qingfeng flying.
"You’ve angered me!" Wan Potian said coldly.
At this moment, he had already suppressed the burning in his abdomen.
Spiritual Power surged; the surging force of a Peak War Emperor rolled within Wan Potian’s body. His long hair was blown up, every strand standing on end, his eyes incomparably icy.
"Die!"
Wan Potian no longer held back, treating Ye Qingfeng as a true enemy. With one punch he blasted out; Ye Qingfeng was likewise incomparably cold, holding the Futu Sword, slashing toward Wan Potian.
He was confident in his heart: once he reached his limit, he would step onto the Futu Sword and leave. And right now, Wan Potian was precisely the whetstone for raising his combat strength.
In just one minute, Wan Potian had already thrown a hundred punches, each carrying the force of millions of jun, like shells leaving the barrel, making the entire sky rumble, deafening.
At the start, Ye Qingfeng relied on Wan Potian’s abdominal injury to barely keep up his defense, but toward the later stage he became somewhat strained; his cultivation was indeed much weaker than Wan Potian’s.
Ye Qingfeng was already preparing to leave, planning to take Zhao Zhiruo and simply fly away. His trump cards had all been used, and for now he couldn’t defeat Wan Potian.
Just then, Ye Qingfeng suddenly stopped. He sensed that some special figures had arrived on the scene.
He saw, at that moment, another long rainbow crossing the sky, spanning the heavens, flying toward this side.
It was Gu Qingxian; he was actually bringing Ge Min, flying toward here.
The two landed on the ground.
"Ge Min, what are you doing here?" Wan Potian stood proudly in the void, frowning slightly.
"Boss, stop. Don’t fight anymore." Ge Min spoke out.
"You’re here to stop me?" Wan Potian’s heart flared with anger. He stepped out once, and a powerful pressure spread out, covering the sky.
Gu Qingxian lightly waved his hand at this moment, and the pressure rushing toward Ge Min instantly vanished into smoke.
"Brother Gu, are you also going to oppose me?" Wan Potian’s brows knit even tighter.
"You know, I only help Ge Min." Gu Qingxian gently shook his head.
Clearly, his relationship with Ge Min was far more intimate than ordinary people imagined.
A flash of anger flickered in Wan Potian’s eyes.
"Ge Min, are you trying to rebel?" Wan Potian shouted sternly.
"Boss, I’m not trying to help Ye Qingfeng. I’m thinking of the country. Ye Qingfeng has great fortuitous opportunity, and great secrets on him. If you can’t kill him, this will bring enormous disaster to the country!"
Ge Min said in a ringing voice.
"You think I still can’t cut him down?" Wan Potian questioned.
"You cannot!"
Wan Potian’s face changed wildly. He stepped forward and shouted harshly, "Then I’ll let you see whether I can kill this brat!"
"I’m sorry, Boss, I can’t let you make that gamble!" Ge Min slightly shook his head. At this moment, Gu Qingxian moved. A powerful aura burst forth instantly, opposing Wan Potian head-on.
"Gu Qingxian!" Wan Potian’s gaze turned cold.
Gu Qingxian, however, said nothing.
"Good. Good. Ge Min, I hope you know what you’re doing!" Wan Potian was incomparably enraged, glaring at Ge Min, shouting in a harsh voice.
"With a clear conscience!"
Ge Min said sonorously, his aura not weak in the least.
"Gu Qingxian, you only have the strength of an Advanced War Emperor. Do you think you can stop me?" Wan Potian said coldly, as powerful pressure suddenly erupted.
"Then what if you add me?"
At this moment, Yuan Laodao of White Cloud Temple also stepped out, his aura pointing straight at Wan Potian.
His face changed violently.
Rage surged in Wan Potian’s eyes. This was already the second time. He had made a move on this youth twice, and both times he had failed. Even killing a War Emperor Strong Person had never been this difficult.
A hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well. What he wanted was not to kill Ye Qingfeng. What he wanted was the secrets in his hands, the opportunities, the fortuitous chance.
Wan Potian’s expression grew hesitant. Gu Qingxian and Yuan Laodao’s faces, however, became incomparably grave. Even if they joined forces, they might not be able to block Wan Potian!
Cold light flickered in Wan Potian’s eyes; his robes fluttered, and his thick Spiritual Power was still surging within his body.
An Advanced War Emperor and an Intermediate War Emperor— even if you added them together, they still fundamentally couldn’t stop him. But if you added one more Ye Qingfeng, the outcome would be different!
This was a man with great secrets. The strength he burst out with made even him greatly moved. This was precisely why he was so eager to obtain the secrets Ye Qingfeng was hiding.
He wanted to know what exactly could make this youth cultivate so quickly, and moreover, before breaking through to the War Emperor Realm, already possess such terrifying combat power.
The War King Realm and the War Emperor Realm were a chasm of heaven and earth. Yet now, this chasm had been forcibly ignored by Ye Qingfeng.
Just as Wan Potian was hesitating, on the road, a black Audi sped over and, under everyone’s gaze, stopped at the gate of Su Qiong’s house’s villa.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses stepped out. His build was ordinary, and his expression showed no inner fluctuations.
Only when he saw the already dilapidated villa and the craters all over the ground did a trace of doubt and surprise flash through his eyes.
"Secretary Gong!"
Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Ge Min was the first to call out.
Wan Potian’s gaze also turned to this Secretary Gong.
"Wan Potian, stop." Secretary Gong said calmly.
Gu Qingxian and Zhou Laodao were both slightly stunned. They could naturally tell this Secretary Gong was just an ordinary person—otherwise he wouldn’t have come here by car.
An ordinary person, actually telling Peak War Emperor Wan Potian to stop?
"Why?" To everyone’s surprise, Wan Potian only asked for the reason, as if agreeing to this request.
"I’m only responsible for passing on the message. If you need an explanation, go talk to the higher-ups yourself." Secretary Gong shook his head.
The higher-ups!