"An explanation?"
Upon hearing this, the anger in Xie An's eyes reignited. "Then hand over your life here!"
He propped himself up and stood. His fists condensed with power, ready to fight again.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Zhou Wudao couldn't help but curse.
The situation had developed far beyond his imagination.
"I can't keep fighting him to the death!"
He scowled, gripping his long saber tightly, his eyes flickering with an unknown thought.
After a moment of contemplation, Zhou Wudao shifted his gaze from Xie An to Ye Ming, his face contorted. "Did you design all of this?"
Through a brief period of thought, he realized it was as if an invisible giant hand was controlling everything.
Otherwise, many things wouldn't make sense.
For example, why was Xie An able to know about Xie Di's death so quickly?
And why was he able to appear here so quickly, without even giving him a chance to explain?
These were all clearly orchestrated.
"Oh?"
Seeing Zhou Wudao's question, Ye Ming was not surprised. He said calmly, "It seems you have some brains!"
This statement!
No matter how he heard it, it felt like an insult!
As expected, Zhou Wudao's face turned ashen, looking extremely unpleasant.
At this moment, not only he, but Xie An had also calmed down.
"What do you mean?"
Xie An also turned his gaze to Ye Ming and said angrily, "If you don't explain yourself clearly, I'll cripple you right now!"
"Ha! Cripple me?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming simply smiled faintly, treating it as amusement.
At this moment, he looked towards the sky and spread his hands. "Forget it! These matters are too tedious. You can handle them yourself!"
"???"
Ye Ming's words left everyone present stunned.
"Is there someone else lurking in the shadows?"
Seeing this, Xie An and Zhou Wudao immediately became vigilant, expanding their senses.
However, they did not detect any aura.
"Hmph! Bluster..."
Just as Zhou Wudao thought Ye Ming was bluffing, the air suddenly rippled, like water waves spreading, forming circles of ripples.
Then, at the focal point of everyone's gaze, a figure slowly materialized.
"This... How... Possible?"
"It's... you?"
Upon seeing the figure, both Zhou Wudao and Xie An's pupils widened, their faces filled with disbelief.
The one who emerged was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and chiseled features. In his youth, he must have been a handsome man who captivated countless young girls.
At present, ordinary people could not sense any energy from him. Yet, even so, the aura of authority he exuded made people's hearts sink, daring not to meet his gaze.
This person was none other than the president of the Dark Association... Leng Qianqiu.
"Little Ming! I accept this grand gift of yours!"
Leng Qianqiu ignored Xie An and Zhou Wudao, and stepped on the air, walking towards Ye Ming.
Hearing the other's address, Ye Ming's mind was filled with many past memories.
His acquaintance with Leng Qianqiu was a chance encounter.
After he left the Yan family back then, although he was no longer as resistant to humanity, he still found it difficult to integrate.
Over time, he reverted to a life of wandering.
These were naturally things he had grown accustomed to.
During this wandering, he encountered Leng Qianqiu, who was fleeing with a group of followers.
After Ye Ming casually saved Leng Qianqiu and his group, he prepared to leave, but was stopped by the other. Leng Qianqiu saw his loneliness.
Later, at Leng Qianqiu's strong persuasion, Ye Ming stayed.
After spending time with Leng Qianqiu and his sworn brothers, Ye Ming gradually adapted. At the same time, he was also drawn to this group filled with passion and boldness.
Therefore, in the time that followed, Ye Ming developed alongside the Dark Association, which Leng Qianqiu had founded, and taught them some immortal cultivation techniques.
With his help, the Dark Association naturally prospered. Before long, it had grown into a colossal underground force capable of rivaling the Martial Hall.
Ye Ming also became another president of the Dark Association, besides Leng Qianqiu, known as the "Second President" in their mouths.
However, due to the mission he carried and the fact that the Dark Association was an underground force, it was difficult for him to accomplish what he needed to do.
Thus, he eventually left the Dark Association.
It wasn't until he used the Nangong family's name to hold an auction that he re-established contact with the Dark Association.
During this period, the Dark Association had also silently done many things for Ye Ming, which had not yet been revealed.
...
"Brother Leng! Long time no see!"
Ye Ming looked at the middle-aged man before him, naturally overjoyed.
"Hahaha! Good!"
Leng Qianqiu patted his shoulder and nodded with a smile. "It's been many years since we last met. Now, you're finally out of my worry!"
Hearing this, Ye Ming did not feel embarrassed.
After all, during the time they spent together before, due to his temperament, he had caused Leng Qianqiu no small amount of trouble.
"Brother Leng! You deal with their matters first, and we'll catch up later!"
Hearing this, Leng Qianqiu turned his gaze back to Xie An and Zhou Wudao.
As they felt his gaze, for some reason, both of them felt a tremor in their hearts, a sense of inexplicable fear.
"President Leng! I didn't expect you to be so well hidden?" Zhou Wudao suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a deep voice, "You've actually reached the Martial God realm!"
Martial God!
Judging by Leng Qianqiu's appearance just now, it was indeed a skill that only a Martial God could perform.
"Martial God?"
Leng Qianqiu shook his head and did not bother to explain. "You could say so!"
How could the two of them know that the Leng Qianqiu before them had already become an immortal cultivator many years ago?
Now, he had reached the peak of the Object Integration realm, only one step away from the three initial realms.
In terms of his strength, he was among the top five in the entire ancient martial arts world.
Not only Leng Qianqiu, but there were also many immortal cultivators within the Dark Association. However, they usually hid their identities, and outsiders were unaware.
"President Leng! If I'm not mistaken, you arranged for someone to leak the news to me and even add fuel to the flames, right?"
At this moment, Xie An, who had been on the verge of an outburst of rage, had completely calmed down.
Recalling everything that had happened before, he still felt a chill down his spine.
"That's right! Those were indeed my people!"
Leng Qianqiu did not deny this and said indifferently, "Not only that, but I already knew when you had the idea of forming an alliance with the Blade Crazy Sect."
"I'm just playing along with your plan this time, to save myself trouble!"
Leng Qianqiu's words were light and soft, yet they carried an aura of viewing the whole situation with a commanding presence, the aura of a superior.
"You... What exactly do you want to do?"
Upon receiving this answer, Zhou Wudao and Xie An seemed to have their strength drained, appearing exceptionally haggard.
By this point, they both knew.
They!
Had lost!