The little rascal finally became a powerful demon beast at the peak of Wu Jun's eighth level, its cold gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield, all the cavalry horses fell to the ground instantly, and all the cavalrymen were thrown off their horses.

  Majesty of the Emperor!

  The little ball suddenly jumped in front of Rui Xi, crawling on the ground. Rui Xi leaped up and rode on it. The little ball jumped again to the unconscious Yuan Ye's side, grabbed him with a loud cry, and jumped out of the crowd, running towards the city gate.

  Kill him!

  "Stop him!"

  Don't let him go!

  ……?

  Countless people drew their weapons and chased after Yuan Ye, shouting. But they couldn't catch up to the little rascal at all.

  Soon the battlefield was left with nothing but ruins, corpses and fresh blood. The air was filled with a nauseating stench.

  "Second brother, did that stinky rascal really run away?" After a long time, the little demon's trembling voice sounded.

  "Escaped, but I don't know if I can still survive." Xu Ziying sighed.

  At this moment, a middle-aged man in a white long gown walked slowly from the other side of the street. It was strange that he walked very slowly, but when everyone looked at him for the second time, his pace had already reached the front of the crowd.

  The great divine power of shrinking the earth into an inch!

  "See Father." Xu Zi Long, Xu Zi Jing and Xu Ying simultaneously dismounted their horses and bowed.

  "See the Lord of the State." Those officers and soldiers saw the newcomer, also kneeling on the ground. This person was Xu Qian, the Lord of Hunluo State, the number one master of Hunluo State, a martial emperor master, and also an extraordinary strong man at the peak of the Martial Emperor.

  "Everyone rise." Xu Qian's stern voice echoed throughout the venue.

  "Father, bandits are wreaking havoc here, killing hundreds of nobles and soldiers. I had someone invite you a long time ago, but you..."

  "I've been here for a while." Xu Qian's voice sounded calm and indifferent.

  "Ah?" Xu Zi Long furrowed his brow and immediately said, "Father, uncle, both of my cousins were harmed by that scoundrel, and you just stood by and watched?

  "What? You want me to take action?" Xu Qian looked at his eldest son and said calmly.

  "Even his uncle was killed by him, if you don't take action, who else can control him?"

  "Alright, I've told you, consider this matter settled. And from now on, don't pursue him anymore." Xu Qian swung his sleeve and was about to leave.

  "Father, you didn't kill him because you saw his potential and don't want to be his enemy, right?" Xu Ziying quickly chimed in at this time.

  Xu Qian turned around and looked at his second son, but found that not only Xu Ziying, but also Xu Ying and others were waiting for his answer.

  "Yes or no."

  An ambiguous answer left everyone even more bewildered.

  Xu Qian continued: "His kung fu is indeed formidable. Unfortunately, he's young and impulsive, with his sharp edges all exposed. Throughout history, countless extraordinary talents have perished prematurely due to their excessive sharpness, which is truly regrettable. So whether this young man can survive or not is still an unknown quantity. But his demonic beast is no ordinary demonic beast."

  "Dad, you said that little lion is mine." Little witch Xu Ying immediately perked up upon hearing this.

  "Haha," Xu Qian laughed loudly and patted his daughter's head. Apparently, Xu Qian liked this little girl very much.

  "That's not a lion, it's a Qilin. There are only five divine beasts in this world, and even the weakest adult divine beast has the strength of a Martial Emperor. Among the five great divine beasts, the Qilin is the strongest, and even the worst among them will surpass a Martial Emperor once they reach adulthood."

  "Wow, that little guy has grown up and will surpass Wu Emperor, even more powerful than Dad!" The little demon girl was overjoyed.

  "What I'm saying is that even the worst Kirin can surpass the Martial Emperor. Among the Kirins, there are differences in bloodline and nobility. The lowest is the Light Kirin, while the highest is the Snow Kirin. At a young age, it's impossible to tell them apart just by looking at their appearance. Only when they grow up and possess the Kirin's innate talent can you see their bloodline. If that little demon beast turns out to be a noble Snow Kirin, even a Flame Warrior might not be able to win against it in the future. These noble divine beasts are full of wisdom, and their nobility has reached the point where they look down on everything, including the highest-ranking Yuan Zun. And yet, this guy is willingly following that young man, which means that person must have something extraordinary about him. It's better not to make an enemy out of someone like that."

  "But Father, that bastard killed my uncle, Mother's own brother. And two of her own nephews. You just sit there unmoved, you don't want to kill him and take the Qilin for yourself?" Xu Zilong still wouldn't give up.

  "Alright, I saw what happened earlier. You know in your heart where justice lies. Don't provoke that divine beast Qilin again. Such a noble life, you can kill it when it's weak, but you can't tame it. Moreover, the number of divine beasts is extremely small. If we hunt down a Snow Qilin, I'm afraid the entire Hunluo State will be flattened by the divine beasts. So, you'd better behave yourself."

  In the battle of Hunuo State, Yuan Ye's prestige shook the entire state capital. In just a few days, the news spread to every corner of Yao Yan's mansion. A young man under twenty years old had actually beheaded a strong man who was about to enter the Martial Emperor realm, and this alone shocked everyone.

  To enter the City of Hope, the most direct method is to independently and directly kill a martial arts expert at their peak. Yuan Ye killing an expert close to the Martial Emperor would be almost as good. More importantly, Yuan Ye was not yet twenty years old, accurately speaking only sixteen years old, he still had fourteen years of cultivation time left, after fourteen years, this terrifying youth will become what kind of existence?

  For a time, all sorts of rumors made Yuan Ye's prestige soar to an extreme, becoming the most eye-catching focus. Some said he was a killer king, with cruel means, some said he was a peerless genius, who would become a Blazing Fighter within a hundred years, and some said he was the master of divine beasts, ruling over the beast domain.

  The only pity is that Yuan Ye's qualification to participate in the Hundred Heroes War of Hunluo State also completely disappeared. He killed many nobles, and these nobles would never allow Yuan Ye to appear again in Hunluo State.

  It was already the third day of Yuan Ye's battle in Hunluo State, and for these three days, Yuan Ye had been unconscious. His strength had been completely depleted, his muscles had shrunk, and even his limbs were weak. Walking had become a problem. Yuan Ye slowly opened his eyes to find Rui Xi supporting him, sitting on the back of a small Hunluo ball.

  The little monster transformed into a five-meter-tall giant demon beast, carrying Yuan Ye and the others without any shaking.

  "Xiao Xi, have we escaped?" Yuan Ye's weak voice rang out.

  "Brother Yao, you're awake!" Rui Xi exclaimed as soon as she heard Yuan Yao's voice, immediately jumping up with joy. "It was the little rascal who saved us."

  "Haha, this turtle son still has some skills, where are we going?" Yuan Ye smiled and said, but his words were weak and powerless, his face was pale and bloodless, like a seriously ill person.

  "I don't know either. The little rascal came out and led us this way, I asked it but it didn't tell me." Rui Xi pointed at the little rascal with a face full of grievance.

  "Haha, fool, little rascal can't even talk." Yuan Ye smiled slightly and said with his head down, "Ball brother, let's go, I'm useless now, follow you from now on!"

  The little rascal turned its head and revealed a triumphant smile, probably only it knew where to take Yuan Ye.