968: Chapter 964: Silence Them!
968: Chapter 964: Silence Them!
“But still, it’s better not to get involved…”
Akisha spoke again, still unwilling to speak the truth.
But Mianna and Kashyapa, who stood nearby, seemed unable to tolerate it any longer!
Mianna declared resolutely, “What’s there to hide?
That dog, due to an oversight, caused the death of Long Diro Palace’s lord.
Therefore, he was sentenced to the ‘biting hell’!”
“Biting hell?”
Ye Tian was startled.
It was the first time he had heard such a term.
“Yes!
The biting hell!”
Mianna heavily nodded.
“The so-called ‘biting hell’ involves abolishing one’s martial skills, binding their body, and leaving them exposed to tens of thousands of ants to bite all over.
Those who endure this punishment won’t die quickly.
It often takes years, and by the time they perish, their flesh will have completely vanished from their bodies!”
Although Mianna’s description was brief, Ye Tian, the Black Widow, and Dracula could not help but feel a wave of unease sweep over them…
Wang Cai’s immense strength had left a deep impression on everyone, yet such a formidable figure was condemned to such a fate just because of the death of one young lord.
Under Mianna’s words, everyone seemed to visualize those countless ants swarming over a body, biting away pieces of flesh, one small piece at a time…
“What a grotesquely intriguing form of punishment!”
Ye Tian sighed.
Wang Cai was the only man in the Martial Arts World he had never defeated, but now he had suffered such a tragic end.
With Wang Cai undergoing punishment, Ye Tian no longer had any chance for revenge.
For Ye Tian, it was undoubtedly a regretful loss.
Ye Tian chose not to inquire further about Wang Cai’s fate.
India, being such a cruel nation, only intensified his worries about his wife, Yun Xinyan, and her safety…
Where exactly was Yun Xinyan?
Was she living well?
Had anyone bullied her?
…
Countless questions swirled in Ye Tian’s mind, forcing him to produce a fake portrait of Yun Xinyan that he had drawn himself.
He held the picture before Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa.
“You three, have you ever seen this person?
Is she also a member of the Indian deities?
Or perhaps a bodyguard for them?”
Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa carefully examined the portrait in Ye Tian’s hand.
After prolonged scrutiny, they all shook their heads.
“Never seen her, nor do we know who she is.”
“Same here.
I’ve never encountered this individual.”
“Judging by the appearance, she doesn’t look Indian.
However, the Indian deities often look drastically different from ordinary Indians, so she could still belong to the divine race!”
The three monks muttered irrelevant responses, leaving Ye Tian feeling more dispirited.
Could it be that Yun Xinyan’s whereabouts had truly vanished into oblivion?
Once more, Ye Tian glanced at the three monks.
With his enhanced vision, it was clear to him that they weren’t lying.
As the three had mentioned earlier, even though they were Brahmin monks, belonging to the highest echelon of Indian society, their authority had its limits.
In India, there were still a great many things unknown even to them…
“Then, what about the 51st Saint Mother?
Do you know anything about her?”
Ye Tian asked again.
Since the impostor resembling his wife looked identical to the 51st Saint Mother from India, investigating the matter of the 51st Saint Mother might reveal the identity of the fake Yun Xinyan.
“The 51st Saint Mother?
She indeed has some stories, but they happened so long ago…”
Akisha stammered, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he silenced himself.
For “stories” was a careless term that infringed upon the sanctity of India’s absolute authority—the Saint Mother herself!
“Akisha, are you out of your mind?
If you utter such words, how are we supposed to survive?”
“Exactly.
Even though she was a ruler of long ago, if other divine races discover this, our fate might be worse than that dog’s!”
Mianna and Kashyapa berated him harshly.
In the divine race-ruled Indian society, slandering the divine race was one offense, but to defame the supreme ruler of the divine race, the Saint Mother herself, compounded the crime further!
Thus, Akisha deeply regretted his earlier words.
Once spoken, however, they could not be taken back…
“How interesting!”
Ye Tian’s brow arched slightly.
It seemed he could glean some clues by digging into the scandals of the 51st Saint Mother.
“Well then, let’s hear it.
Tell me, what exactly did the 51st Saint Mother do?
What about her descendants, what kind of people are they?”
Ye Tian spoke coolly, his words tinged with killing intent.
Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa were keenly aware that if they refused to speak now, there would be no way for them to survive…
“We… I, I…”
“But…”
“This is too…”
The three monks faltered, hesitant to be the first to speak.
Seeing this, Ye Tian sneered, “So?
Will you speak willingly, or shall I force it out of you?”
With that, Ye Tian subtly stirred the strength within his body.
This power far exceeded that of the Black Widow and Dracula who had fought the monks moments earlier.
It was evident that Ye Tian was a formidable warrior!
“…”
“…”
“…”
The monks exchanged troubled glances, fully understanding that this time, there was no room for concealment.
Left with no choice, Akisha began to move his lips ever so slightly…
“The 51st Saint Mother, she…”
Just as Akisha was about to speak, Ye Tian suddenly heard a sharp “whoosh, whoosh!”
The sound was unmistakable—a concealed weapon aimed at him.
Ye Tian instantly felt danger close in!
“How dare someone ambush me?”
Ye Tian snorted coldly, unperturbed, nimbly leaping out of the weapon’s trajectory.
“Who dares to attack the boss?”
“Come out if you have the guts!”
The Black Widow and Dracula both detected the anomaly, immediately readying themselves for battle…
However, the assailant did not show themselves.
As the two prepared to pursue the direction of the hidden weapon, another round of “pa-pa-pa!” sounds echoed.
“Damn it!”
Ye Tian cursed.
The attack aimed at him had merely been a distraction.
The enemy’s true target was none other than the restrained Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa!
The earlier “pa-pa-pa!” sounds came from the moment the concealed weapons struck the three monks.
All three fell dead, never to rise again…
After the monks collapsed, their killer finally emerged.
It was a tall black man, garbed in traditional Indian attire and wearing a turban—a stark contrast to his dark skin.
“So, it’s a black man.
No wonder he was invisible in the night!”
Ye Tian mocked, but the black man remained silent.
Having slain Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa, Ye Tian could no longer extract any intelligence from them.
The Black Widow and Dracula, enraged, activated their cultivation techniques and charged fiercely toward the black man!
“Whish-whish-whish-whish~~~~~~~~~~”
“Whish-whish-whish-whish~~~~~~~~~~”
The two utilized claw-based attacks, one from the left, the other from the right, forming a mirrored assault pattern.
Though their techniques appeared identical, a keen observer would notice differences—not only in their forms but even in the martial arts they employed.
One wielded the Bloody Claws, the other the Ghost Claws!
Their synchronized strikes aimed to disorient their opponent, making victory easier to achieve!
However, they failed to land even a single hit.
The black man effortlessly seized both their hands!
“How is this possible?”
“This man—he actually…”
The Black Widow and Dracula were stunned.
Their cultivation techniques infused unique strengths into their claw strikes, requiring different defenses.
Yet this man had countered both simultaneously, leaving them bewildered.
It was clear that this opponent was no ordinary foe.
“Alice, Dracula, fall back!”
Ye Tian shouted.
Hearing this, the Black Widow and Dracula withdrew immediately, retreating to Ye Tian’s side.
Ye Tian began to step forward, approaching the black man…
“Indeed, I was careless.
I didn’t expect the initial target wasn’t me but these three monks!
And the weapons used were none other than the Blood Bodhi!”
Ye Tian sighed and remarked.
As it turned out, the black man’s objective was solely to assassinate Akisha, Mianna, and Kashyapa.
The Blood Bodhi assault on Ye Tian had been a mere distraction.
The piercing sound forced Ye Tian to dodge…
And while avoiding the attack, his focus naturally shifted to the one wielding the Blood Bodhi, allowing the black man to launch a second round of Blood Bodhi.
This time, the Blood Bodhi moved silently but was no less deadly, catching the three monks completely off-guard and resulting in their deaths.
Ye Tian’s first encounter with the Blood Bodhi was during his battle with Wang Cai.
The weapon’s sharp sound in the air could create immense pressure, making it difficult to counter such silent attacks.
Thus, Ye Tian failed to protect the three monks.
Now that they were dead, the trail of clues he had sought had been severed…
“You actually know about the Blood Bodhi…”
The black man’s voice deepened slightly, a hint of surprise in his tone.
Ye Tian’s recognition of the weapon seemed to catch him off guard.