Liu Yuanshan trembled all over, fear surfacing in his eyes.
Clearly, the other party intended to kill him!
With those words spoken, it was proof that the other party was intent on killing him.
"Since that's the case, do you think I will surrender obediently? I, Liu Yuanshan, am after all a Martial Emperor. Killing me might not be as easy as you think!"
Since his plea for mercy was rejected, his only chance of survival lay in his own hands.
Martial Emperors were top-tier existences even in the capital, let alone in a place like South Province.
This was a major reason why he could steadily hold the position of Director of the Martial Affairs Division; he was the only Martial Emperor in South Province!
A Martial Emperor, the sovereign of martial arts.
With one hand, he could overpower a hundred Martial Generals.
Nationwide, there were only a hundred Martial Emperors currently in existence, and these hundred had their own rankings.
Liu Yuanshan, the Sword King of South Province, was ranked eighty-sixth, but his swordsmanship was divinely proficient.
It was a pity that in the past, when martial power was supreme, the Hall of Honor had little control over them. Now, the Hall of Honor held an unparalleled status; even Martial Emperors had to be governed by them!
Ye Longlin's gaze finally revealed a hint of interest, and he nodded, "A Martial Emperor. It truly has been a long time since I've dealt with one. To think that mere South Province would have a Martial Emperor, that was something I hadn't anticipated."
Ye Longlin's old ailment had relapsed, and he was constantly suppressing the injuries within his body. Only by the other party revealing a trace of their martial energy could he ascertain their realm.
Of course, if the difference in realms was too great, he could also tell at a glance.
He had to admit, Liu Yuanshan's breath-concealing technique was very potent.
"Since you refuse to grant me a path to live, then I shall seize this path myself!"
As the words fell, Liu Yuanshan's eyes widened. With a grab through the air, his martial energy condensed into a slender long sword, which he swung horizontally.
"Retreat!"
Yuan Gang and Xuan Niao quickly ushered all non-essential personnel out of the conference room!
A sharp chill emanated from the sword's edge, as if to cleave Ye Longlin down. Along the way, sword energy dispersed, and any tables or chairs it touched turned to dust.
Liu Yuanshan's swordsmanship was grand and unrestrained, completely lacking defensive measures. All his techniques were offensive. However, in a one-on-one situation, offense was the best defense.
"The dignified Lord of the Dragon Pavilion only knows how to evade?"
Liu Yuanshan roared, unleashing his Martial Emperor's pressure. It surged like a receding tide, suppressing Ye Longlin. Such overwhelming might, if casually directed at anyone, could force them to their knees begging for mercy.
But this overwhelming pressure had no effect on Ye Longlin. His figure moved like a phantom, leaving afterimages in the office. Each time Ye Longlin flashed past, he left a residual image in his place. By the time his true form appeared elsewhere, Liu Yuanshan's sword techniques had only managed to shred the afterimages.
This fighting style made Liu Yuanshan want to vomit blood; he could be exhausted to death just by this, let alone the fact that the opponent hadn't even retaliated yet.
"Since you're eager to die, I can fulfill that wish for you."
As the words finished, Ye Longlin suddenly stopped. A palm imprint appeared behind him, striking towards his back.
A sense of impending death erupted in the depths of Liu Yuanshan's mind. His entire body contorted strangely, managing to dodge the palm strike. While bent over, he shot his sword towards Ye Longlin.
Seizing this opportunity, he quickly moved to the other side of the conference room, confronting Ye Longlin.
"Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"
Liu Yuanshan rapidly formed hand seals, his body's martial energy rapidly depleting. On either side of his body, countless small long swords began to condense. In a short span of time, the entire space around him was filled with an uncountable number of small swords.
Ye Longlin watched this scene and slightly shook his head, "Just flashy moves."
Liu Yuanshan sneered, "You'll be qualified to say that after you're dead."
"Go!"
As the words fell, Liu Yuanshan pointed with two fingers. Instantly, the countless small swords swept towards Ye Longlin, completely blocking his retreat, leaving him with nowhere to go.
But Ye Longlin made no move, his hands shoved into his pockets, waiting for the myriad of small swords to fall!
Liu Yuanshan's brow furrowed. There was more to this than met the eye.
Ye Longlin was no ordinary person; he was the Lord of the Dragon Pavilion. If the Lord of the Dragon Pavilion could be killed so easily, he wouldn't have been able to establish the Dragon Pavilion as such a powerful entity.
The calmer he appeared, the more uneasy Liu Yuanshan felt!
"Boom boom boom!"
As the countless small swords approached within three meters of Ye Longlin, they transformed into a burst of golden light that flashed and disappeared, accompanied by low hums.
The most tragic figure was the already unconscious Liu Yidao. Many of the swords struck him. Centered around him, blood slowly flowed, soon dyeing the floor red.
"How is this possible!"
Liu Yuanshan's eyes widened in shock, completely unable to believe what he was seeing. He was stunned.
This was his strongest move. Although its power was diminished within the office building, it was still not something anyone could withstand. Moreover, the opponent hadn't even made a move; they had simply dissipated automatically upon approach!
In all his years, he had never witnessed such a bizarre scene.
Even this move couldn't deal with him... Liu Yuanshan's gaze became increasingly resolute.
Looking at Ye Longlin, his eyes held unprecedented ferocity, "Since I cannot live, then none of you shall live either!"
Centered around him, ripples began to spread. His martial energy also radiated outwards, and a massive aura was suddenly unleashed.
Ye Longlin's face finally showed a hint of solemnity. He had clearly guessed what he intended to do and, without hesitation, unleashed his full power!
In the blink of an eye, he had appeared before Liu Yuanshan. One hand seemed to carry heavenly might, leaving Liu Yuanshan no choice but to watch as Ye Longlin's palm landed on his head.
"Remember this, don't be so extreme in your next life."
Crack—
As the sound fell, a cracking noise came from the crown of Liu Yuanshan's head. The aura surrounding his body at that moment dissipated entirely, returning to the heavens.
His gaze gradually became vacant, and finally, with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, silent.
Liu Yuanshan had intended to unleash his full power and have everyone in the building buried with him. How could Ye Longlin possibly agree to that?
He had originally intended to play with him, but since the other party had harbored such intentions, he could only send him on his way.
After dealing with Liu Yuanshan, Yuan Gang and Xuan Niao entered and conducted an inspection.
"Completely dead."
Ye Longlin said nothing. Xuan Niao handed him wet wipes, he wiped his hands, casually tossed them onto Liu Yuanshan, and looked at Xie Wenzhan, "Leave the handling of matters here to you. If you can't handle it, then I'll deal with you."