Kong Denghui harbored a desire to kill Qin Hao.
Yet, remembering the torture his younger brother had suffered, he decided to humiliate Qin Hao first.
"Kneel!"
Kong Denghui widened his eyes, coldly shouting at Qin Hao.
The fierce wind lashed their faces, causing Qin Hao and Yingzi to continuously retreat, their steps jumbled, teetering on the brink of danger.
But he did not kneel.
"I told you to kneel!"
Kong Denghui intensified his tone, the intent to kill notably clear in his eyes.
An overwhelming killing aura and regal authority surged forward, making Qin Hao’s body tremble violently, his veins bulging as if pressed by a great weight.
"Not kneeling yet? Quite stubborn!"
Kong Denghui bit viciously: "Kneel! Kneel! Kneel!"
Three consecutive roars exploded with murderous intent.
"Ugh!" Qin Hao couldn’t hold back and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body collapsing to the ground, but instead of kneeling, he sat!
The crowd watching drew cold breaths secretly.
This Qin Hao is so incredibly stubborn!
Even at this stage, he refuses to kneel?
Perhaps if you kneel, you could survive!
Why be so obstinate!
Qin Hao didn’t know or care about outsiders’ emotions.
He only understood that kneeling now would lead to a lifetime of regret.
Thus, even if his spine broke, even if his body collapsed, he would never let Kong Denghui succeed.
"Fine then!" Kong Denghui was enraged to the extreme.
He, being a dignified Vice Sect Leader, was also a mighty cultivator.
To him, everyone was like ants.
Yet now, an ant dared to refuse his command, repeatedly refusing.
How could he endure?
"Die!"
The roar echoed like a thunderbolt.
Then, a great gale arose, and in the crowd’s eyes, Kong Denghui’s face twisted, his beard and white hair flying, as a massive arc of electricity formed in his palm.
This arc was five inches thick, ensnared by electric snakes, also manifesting deadly intent.
"Such vast spiritual Qi, Brother’s realm has made progress again!"
Beside him, Kong Lingci watched this scene with silent dread, but greater was his elation.
With supreme joy, he gazed at Qin Hao, "You little brat! Die!"
As his words fell, Kong Denghui’s palm targeted Qin Hao’s head.
In the next instant, if the arc blasted forth, Qin Hao’s entire head might be blown apart.
In that moment, everyone closed their eyes, inwardly mourning Qin Hao.
Alas, bringing Master Kong to this point shows talent indeed.
What a pity, the heavens envy talent!
Whoa!
Amidst their thoughts, a peculiar sound emerged.
Then, everyone present sensed stillness around them.
The winds vanished, murderous intent no longer weighed upon them, and even that arc ceased its buzzing noise.
What’s happening?
The crowd was immensely puzzled, instinctively opening their eyes, seeing Kong Denghui standing there, his expression bewildered, the arc of spiritual Qi gone, just stunned there.
"What’s going on?"
Everyone found it extremely strange, including Kong Lingci.
He yelled: "Brother! What are you doing! Why haven’t you acted! Quickly kill that brat!"
Yet, Kong Denghui seemed not to hear.
He took several steps toward Qin Hao, gazing at Qin Hao’s foot.
Precisely, it was the jade pendant beside his foot.
That jade pendant was ancient yet crystalline, seemingly just an ordinary amulet.
However, the pendant was inscribed with a single character.
—Ji.
Upon seeing this character, Kong Denghui’s pupils contracted fiercely.
Then, he gently reached out, picked up the pendant, and examined it carefully again.
Soon, his mouth twisted into an expression of immense distaste.
"How did you obtain this jade pendant?" Kong Denghui asked Qin Hao, his face full of complexity.
"Just picked it up like this." At that moment, Qin Hao had narrowly escaped death, soaked with sweat, his heart racing.
Yet despite this, he remained remarkably composed.
By now, he realized the pendant seemed to conceal great power.
"Tell me!"
Perhaps due to anxiety, Kong Denghui’s expression became severe.
But Qin Hao shook his head: "An old gentleman gave it to me, said it would help me in peril."
The latter sentence was purely added by Qin Hao.
He noticed Kong Denghui feared the pendant, or the pendant’s owner, greatly.
This discovery brought him immense joy.
Thus, he began bragging: "That old gentleman wanted to take me as a disciple. I said I didn’t need it right now, so he left me with the pendant, saying it was for my observation, and he’d check on me later."
Upon hearing this, Kong Denghui’s mouth twitched; such actions indeed seemed like Elder Ji’s handiwork...
But does this guy know Elder Ji?
This truly is absurd!
Yet he’s just an outer disciple!
Others may not know the jade pendant’s purpose, but Kong Denghui did.
This pendant is a talisman made by Elder Ji, and every piece has a defense shield, capable of saving a life once.
Moreover, this pendant is Elder Ji’s token.
Those who acquire it are essentially esteemed and trusted by Elder Ji.
As for who Elder Ji is, that question is rather deep.
Another Vice Sect Leader of the sect goes by Ji; he’s Elder Ji’s son.
With this connection, Elder Ji has an extraordinary status.
But most significantly, Elder Ji was once the Huashan Sect Leader!
A century ago, he retired, uninterested in worldly affairs, yet with numerous former subordinates, and his power unfathomable.
Currently, he is a behind-the-scenes boss.
The true might of the Huasheng Sect!
Given such a figure, even Kong Denghui as Vice Sect Leader dares not offend.
At this point, Qin Hao had been observing Kong Denghui’s expression.
Seeing this, he realized he might have survived.
Thus, he spoke softly: "May I leave now?"
Upon hearing this, everyone showed peculiar expressions.
Several even felt like laughing.
You want to leave?
Brother, have you lost your mind? Now, Vice Sect Leader Kong intends to kill you!
What nonsense!
Yet, in the next moment, Kong Denghui returned the pendant to Qin Hao, silently, his expression complicated.
"Damn, what’s this about?"
A disciple couldn’t resist cursing in amazement.
Why would the Vice Sect Leader return the pendant and act so politely toward Qin Hao?
"Brother! What are you doing! You should kill him quickly! I don’t want to see that little brat anymore!"
Kong Lingci shouted angrily.
"Shut up!" In the next moment, Kong Denghui turned, delivering a slap across Kong Lingci’s cheek.
Smack!
The slap was incredibly forceful.
Because Kong Lingci had been starving for days and was frail, he was sent flying, crashing into iron bars, his face twisted in pain, producing a whimper.
After some time, he managed to process the pain, his mind coming back to its senses, faced with shock and confusion.
Brother actually hit me?
Why?
Yet, as he was about to raise his head to inquire.
Kong Denghui, with a grim face, came forward and kicked him harshly, "Fool!"
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