Published: February 10, 2025
“Clear him out?”
King Hongxiang's mouth gradually opened wider as he thought of many ways Ye Zhongming could solve this problem, such as crafting some equipment to 'bribe' other royal families, temporarily leaving until the posthumous children realized that the Temple of Dawn was serious and then asking them back. He even considered that Ye Zhongming might, in a fit of anger, leave directly or even turn to the side of the Temple of Dawn.
But he never imagined that this young man would directly say... clear him out.
He wants to... clear out a king zun? Or even an eighth level king zun?
Hongxiang felt a bit dizzy.
Although he was also at the eighth level and had been captured by Ye Zhongming in one move, he often reflected on it afterward and felt that he had been careless; in terms of true strength, he might not be much weaker than Ye Zhongming.
Of course, King Hongxiang also never denied that this young man had the qualifications to stand on par with him, and his subordinates were so powerful that they astonished Hongxiang.
But Crane Flame was different.
This was the Blue Secret Realm, where, after breaking through their levels, individuals reached a new stage of strength. However, even among those at this stage, there could be significant differences in power.
In fact, this was the same on Earth; it was just that since the apocalypse had only just begun, the differences weren't that evident. As the apocalypse deepened, individuals of the same evolutionary level would experience huge disparities in strength due to differences in equipment, skill strengths, profession quality, and experience.
Right now, both Hongxian and Crane Flame were eighth level king zuns, but Crane Flame had only just broken into this level a hundred days ago, while he had already been at this level for an unknown number of days. The depth of his energy, the mastery of his combat skills, and the intensity of his techniques far surpassed Hongxiang’s. Hongxiang even had no confidence in enduring a cup of tea under Crane Flame.
In the entire Posthumous Child King City, perhaps only the guard of the Sacred Pool could firmly suppress Crane Flame, while the other two veteran eighth level king zuns were still weaker than Crane Flame.
After thinking countless times, Hongxiang never expected that Ye Zhongming would have murderous intent!
While he felt that Ye Zhongming was indeed decisive, he also grew more fearful and vigilant. Hongxiang instinctively thought that if he stood in front of him...
“What? King zun doesn't agree with this approach?”
Ye Zhongming chuckled, his eyes narrowing.
Ye Zhongming truly had the thought of killing.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t have such thoughts about someone who had been an eighth level expert for a long time, because the core strength of Cloud Summit here was not complete, and a forced ambush would inevitably incur losses. Furthermore, Crane Flame wasn't just one person; he had numerous experts under him, along with a super tribe with more than ten thousand warriors backing him. In case of an accident, the few people Ye Zhongming had in the Secret Realm wouldn't be enough.
But Ye Zhongming knew his own situation. He came to the royal city and agreed to cooperate with the posthumous children because he needed to find a stable way to leave the Secret Realm. Once he could return to Earth at any time, the connection between the Blue Secret Realm and Earth would be formally established.
And the Blue Secret Realm would become Cloud Summit's rear base!
With so many desolate lands on Earth, producing valuable resources, as evolvers grew stronger, they would increasingly value these places. Every major force after ten years of the apocalypse would have one or even several desolate lands as resource material bases.
But how large could a desolate land be? The largest one that Ye Zhongming knew of didn’t exceed half a province, and at that time, no force could occupy it alone, not even successfully taking control.
Yet even so, the valuable resources inside were enough to drive humanity to madness, disregarding life and death.