Published: February 13, 2025
Ye Zhongming quickly provided an answer. He reappeared, still standing, but two of the Hall People were already down, leaving only one who was still the same severely injured individual.
Ye Zhongming ignored him and successfully killed the two uninjured opponents.
Every Hall Person witnessing this scene felt a chill deep in their hearts. These were all individuals on a similar level to Ye Zhongming, and some were even stronger than Ye Zhongming's fuleira. Yet, how many of them had already been taken out?
Had this person become so strong?
The Hall People had the most advanced external testing fuleira equipment from the cosmic alliance. Although it was still not too accurate, they could determine a rough range. They had previously observed Ye Zhongming's fuleira hovering around sixty to seventy thousand.
At this level, he didn't seem to be anything special among the Hall People, but how could he be so powerful?
So when Ye Zhongming came out this time, not a single Hall Person rushed to his side immediately, even though the King of Cloud Summit appeared to be in a poor state.
Ye Zhongming smirked derisively and casually waved his hand. A beam of light flew from his hand, striking the head of the severely injured person and ending his life instantly.
There was an immediate silence around them.
Many people saw Ye Zhongming raise his head and noticed the expression in his eyes, and they saw... he took out another identical formation disk from his hand...
They could understand the meaning in his gaze: it was an invitation to come over—no, it was a challenge for them to come over.
Indeed, he looked unwell, even without his black earth armor, his body was even leaning to one side, yet no one dared to approach.
Who knew if he could take a few more down with him before he died?
Killing Ye Zhongming while staying alive would be a great achievement; dying would only lead to being remembered by others.
This hesitation caused the Hall People to completely lose their opportunity to kill Ye Zhongming. The white dragon horse had already used its physical advantages to break through the intercepting foes and flew above Ye Zhongming. With such a peak expert-level Rebel Dragon Race member present, unless two peak experts from the sky came down, no one could kill Ye Zhongming in a short amount of time.
The Hall People soon had enough. Seeing they couldn't kill Ye Zhongming, they shifted their targets and attacked the Su Clan and the Alliance of Small Races in a team formation.
As for Ye Zhongming, although he wasn't killed, it seemed he wouldn't be able to make any significant moves for the time being, and half of the strategic goals had been achieved.
The battlefield returned to its previous state, with both sides engaging in a desperate melee. Everyone understood that to end this battle, one side had to be completely wiped out, or a decisive change would have to occur.
"Can we still fight?" The white dragon horse circled above, continually intercepting the Hall People who wanted to take advantage of the situation.
Ye Zhongming chuckled and said, "Actually, those guys could have held on a little longer; I'm really out of energy now."
The white dragon horse displayed an expression of understanding. "I think you’re done for too."
Ye Zhongming wanted to gesture toward the sky, as he was in so much pain that he really did not want to move.
"I'm still good; you'll see in a bit."
The King of Cloud Summit suddenly chuckled and counted down, then raised his head to look at the two peak experts battling fiercely in the sky.
However, he soon lowered his head, his eyes darkening.
Ye Zhongming knew that despite the apparent balance of power and the effective damage they were inflicting on the crown guard while fighting, the Lena People's forces could arrive at any moment. How could the nearly exhausted sides intercept them then?
And even if they could withstand the attack, how would things be resolved? If all three parties were still alive, the situation would almost certainly be exposed.