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Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Death

Ye Ming paid his taunt no mind. His gaze swept over the expanding crack as he remarked coolly, "Better than you. You haven’t spent three years on Black Star, and your Gun Skill is still nothing special."

Donald flew into a rage. Having used up his C36 Bullets, he switched back to his dagger and instantly flashed to Ye Ming’s side. Inside his own Domain, he could appear anywhere at will. He reasoned that as long as he concealed his presence, Ye Ming couldn’t possibly react so accurately every time.

But he didn’t know that Ye Ming could see his every move.

After confirming that it would be difficult to injure Donald with a gun inside his Domain, he gave up on the idea.

However, Donald’s Domain was indeed difficult to break. Even though the crack had grown larger, it was still impossible to tell what level of damage was needed for it to shatter.

’This is taking too long.’

Ye Ming’s gaze swept impassively over the approaching figure, and a new plan formed in his mind.

Knowing Ye Ming had a gun, Donald was initially on high alert, his dagger at the ready, constantly watching for any sign that Ye Ming might use it.

Then, Ye Ming seemed to have no idea where he was hiding. He silently gripped his gun, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a lost expression.

Donald held his breath and flashed behind Ye Ming, thrusting his dagger toward his shoulder. Caught off guard, Ye Ming took the blow.

He let out a stifled groan of pain, his brow furrowing in apparent astonishment. "Donald, when did you get behind me?"

Donald’s eyes lit up, but he still didn’t let down his guard.

He retreated into the distance and sneered, "Eldest Prince, aren’t you supposed to be so capable? So there are things you don’t know after all."

With that, his voice vanished. He reappeared at Ye Ming’s side and slashed another gash across his arm.

Bright red blood streamed down his arm. Hiding in the shadows, Donald admired his handiwork with satisfaction. He had helped the Second Prince and his men kill many people, but none had been this exhilarating.

After all, this was the high and mighty 3S Spiritual Power Beastman, the Eldest Prince and future heir to the Empire.

’Oh, once the Eldest Prince is dead, the Second Prince will be the heir.’

Perhaps from being wounded again, Ye Ming’s eyes filled with anxiety and tension. He tried to negotiate. "Donald, I can give you anything you want. Just let me go."

"Let you go? What a joke, Eldest Prince. I almost forgot to tell you, Shi Lan is one of our targets, and so are you. Tsk, that 3S Spiritual Power of yours is so tempting. I wonder who will get to enjoy it."

Donald savored the sight of the usually aloof and majestic Eldest Prince revealing a look of fear. Indeed, every living person feared death, even someone as noble as the Eldest Prince.

He had landed two consecutive strikes, and Ye Ming hadn’t seemed to notice him at all. Donald’s vigilance dropped once more.

Ye Ming lowered his head, clutching the wound on his arm. His body seemed to tremble from pain and fear, but his eyes narrowed as he listened carefully to Donald’s words.

’What does he mean, who gets to enjoy it?’

’Why am I a target too?’

He recalled how people had often tried to assassinate them on Black Star. If he was a target of this organization, and his own father was behind it... did that mean his father wanted him dead?

Ye Ming’s pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He had only thought that after his father had another son, his affection and concern for him had lessened. But he was still the father he respected and looked up to. He never imagined his father would secretly want him dead.

Ye Ming didn’t dare to dwell on it further, but he couldn’t help asking, "What do you mean?"

Donald contentedly sniffed the bloody scent pervading the space. He toyed with the dagger in his hand. Deciding the man before him was about to die anyway, he revealed a little more. "You probably don’t know, do you? My Spiritual Power Level used to be B. Later, well, I became S-level by devouring the spiritual power of another S-level Beastman."

Although the process is agonizing and not everyone can successfully absorb it, the experiment proved it was possible. Others have succeeded since.

"And you, Eldest Prince, being a 3S Spiritual Power Beastman... that’s a real prize..."

At the thought, Donald’s eyes gleamed with greed, but he guessed the Eldest Prince’s spiritual power was probably reserved for the Second Prince. After all, that had been the plan all along.

The Second Prince also knew about this method.

The thought of the Monarch using his own two sons for such an experiment sent a chill down Donald’s spine.

A similar dread washed over Ye Ming.

It was the first time he’d heard of such a cruel method. To have one’s spiritual power devoured meant certain death. It was tantamount to stealing another’s life and power to strengthen oneself.

’Utterly monstrous!’ he cursed inwardly.

The more he learned, the more the image of his father crumbled in his mind. He simply couldn’t reconcile the warm, kind parent of his memories with this... monster.

Yet he hoped Donald would reveal more. Unfortunately, after what he’d said, the thought of the Monarch’s methods made Donald shiver and fall silent.

Feeling that the Eldest Prince was a pitiful sight, he decided to give him a quick death this time.

And so, this time, he aimed his dagger at Ye Ming’s heart for a fatal blow. But after landing two hits so easily, Donald had finally let his guard down. Ye Ming, sensing the killing intent gathering in his eyes, waited for him to flash to his side, then quickly pulled the trigger. The shot was a direct hit.

Donald stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. "How did you know I was here..." he asked, his voice hoarse.

After speaking, the dagger fell from his hand, and he collapsed wretchedly to his knees.

Ye Ming walked over to him and picked up the fallen dagger. His movements were natural and swift, showing no signs of fumbling in the dark as he unerringly located the blade.

A slow understanding dawned on Donald. "You... you can see..." he muttered.

’Then why did he let me wound him?’

Donald wanted to ask, but as he looked at the bleeding wounds on Ye Ming’s body, he quickly understood. The Eldest Prince had done it on purpose. He had intentionally let himself be wounded to make Donald lower his guard.

Donald had assumed that, just like the first two times, Ye Ming wouldn’t sense his attack, and he could kill him with ease.

’It seems I underestimated him...’

’That’s right... How could the great Eldest Prince be so incompetent? How could he let himself be played for a fool like some clown?’

A torrent of thoughts rushed through Donald’s mind, but having been hit by Ye Ming’s Light Wave Gun, his body was paralyzed, and he quickly lost consciousness.

Although Ye Ming had many unanswered questions, Donald had hurt Lanlan and possessed a dangerous ability like the Domain. He couldn’t be allowed to live.

He showed no mercy, plunging the dagger deep into Donald’s heart. The moment Donald took his last breath, his Talent Skill Domain automatically shattered.

Light poured in. In the blink of an eye, Ye Ming was back where he had disappeared. Where Donald had stood, only a cold corpse remained.

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