Chapter 566 - 562: Do You Submit?

Chapter 566: Chapter 562: Do You Submit?

"Destroy my Hong Alliance? I’m afraid you’re not capable of that!"

A calm voice, laced with indifference and a bone-chilling killing intent.

When the voice rang out, every expert inside the tent froze. The atmosphere instantly turned frigid.

It was as if a block of Ten Thousand Years Cold Ice had been placed in the center of the tent.

The very air seemed to stagnate.

"Who?"

Someone roared angrily.

This person was an expert from a War Race Tribe, a powerful War General comparable to a human genius of the Primordial Embryo Realm.

The War Race was inherently bloodthirsty and bellicose.

When someone dared to provoke him, he gave them no quarter, striking immediately with lethal intent.

"Be careful!"

Yeban’s expression tightened, and he was about to step in to help.

However, Emperor Xiahuang Wudi took a step sideways, blocking Yeban. His face held a playful and gloating expression. "Our friend from the War Race is making a move. If we rashly interfere and ruin his chance at a fair fight, wouldn’t that be impolite?"

"Heh heh, for someone to be so arrogant, they deserve to die!"

Someone else mocked.

Young Master Yeban’s expression was grim as he glared angrily.

But with Emperor Xiahuang Wudi in his way, he had already missed the perfect opportunity to stop the War General.

Beside him, Xuantian Du patted Yeban’s shoulder. "Don’t be anxious. If I heard correctly, it’s him!"

"Him?"

Yeban was taken aback, then his eyes lit up. "You mean..."

"Shh!"

Xuantian Du narrowed his eyes, a playful smile on his chubby face that looked incredibly sly.

The moment Yeban realized who the newcomer was, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was no longer worried, but instead showed a hint of schadenfreude.

This stunned Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and the others. Then, someone realized the newcomer’s identity, and their expression changed drastically. "Oh no, he’s here!"

"Him?"

Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng reacted abruptly.

They were about to strike simultaneously, but just then, Xuantian Du and Yeban repeated their earlier actions, blocking them. They smiled and said, "If you two interfere now, you’ll be ruining our War Race friend’s chance at a fair fight. That would be an insult to him!"

"You..."

The faces of Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng instantly turned ashen.

’We just used this exact excuse to stop Yeban, and now it’s being thrown right back at us. What damned instant karma!’

The two exchanged wry smiles.

They had gone to great lengths to win over the War Race Tribe, paying the price of thirty percent of the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Vein’s yield to gain their goodwill and form a temporary alliance.

But now that *he* was here, it seemed their plans were about to change drastically.

At the same time, the War Race’s War General threw a punch. His fist, like dark steel, smashed forward. A violent force gathered into a black gale that swirled around his arm. The whistling wind from his punch was as sharp as a steel saber, instantly shredding the tent flap. The surprise attack landed on the expert standing behind it.

"Hmph, you can’t even dodge a normal punch from me, Udorong, yet you dare to spout such arrogant nonsense in front of us?" Udorong was, of course, that War Race War General.

He was an expert from the Wu Snake Tribe.

The Wu Snake Tribe was the most cunning and ruthless of the dozens of outer tribes. They were also the strongest among the outer War Race tribes. This was why the heavy responsibility of negotiating for the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Vein had fallen to them.

Udorong had long since received orders to strike with his full power if the opportunity arose, to put these humans in their place.

But just now, Yeban was only in a standoff with Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng, giving him no chance to act.

Now that a golden opportunity to show off and intimidate them had finally arrived, he certainly wasn’t going to let it pass!

However, just as he thought he could obliterate the newcomer with a single punch as usual, his pitch-black, steel-like fist felt as if it had slammed into a steel plate. With a muffled THUD, Udorong’s charging body suddenly jolted.

His momentum carried his body forward, but his right hand was already caught in a death grip.

"This..."

Udorong’s expression changed.

But he had no time to dodge. He could only watch as a violent gale rushed at him from behind the tent flap.

BOOM!

It was a knee strike.

The immense force behind it blasted the tent flap to shreds as a hard knee slammed into Udorong’s chest.

"Gah!"

Udorong’s body convulsed, his eyes bulging wide.

A mouthful of blood rose in his throat, but the person opposite him clamped a hand over his mouth, forcing the hot blood to gush out from his nose and ears instead.

BANG!

Udorong’s chest caved in instantly. On his back, the circular impact of the force burst open a bloody hole, and blood sprayed like a fountain into the tent.

SPLATTER! SPLATTER! SPLATTER!

Thick, foul-smelling blood filled the entire tent.

The single-horned War Race elder’s eyes narrowed, a grim light flickering within them. He was completely unfazed by the fact that his face was covered in Udorong’s blood.

Instead, his expression turned bloodthirsty and crazed.

His scarlet tongue slowly extended, licking his lips and swallowing the blood from his face as he stared intently at the entrance of the tent.

THUMP.

Udorong’s body fell limply to the ground.

’I’m a genius of the Wu Snake Tribe, how could I have died so quickly?’

"Hong Yu?"

When the newcomer’s true appearance was revealed, gasps of astonishment echoed through the tent.

Emperor Xiahuang Wudi’s expression turned cold. "So it really is you."

He was filled with venomous resentment and hatred.

He still couldn’t forget the day in the City of Dawn when Hong Yu had defeated him with a single blow, turning him into a laughingstock.

Long Qingfeng’s eye twitched violently. Bai Luoxue wasn’t here this time.

He could only stand with Emperor Xiahuang Wudi, staring at Hong Yu as if facing a formidable enemy.

Only the single-horned War Race expert remained completely still from beginning to end, not even twitching an eyebrow. He just stared intently at Hong Yu, his thoughts a mystery.

"Brother Hong, you’re finally here!" Yeban laughed, extremely excited.

He had long been frustrated by the oppressive atmosphere of the negotiations.

Unfortunately, his side was weaker, and he was worried about provoking the War Race and causing the other three factions to team up against them. He’d had no choice but to act subservient.

Now, Hong Yu had arrived and decisively killed Udorong, which was incredibly satisfying!

Hong Yu glanced at Yeban coolly and said, "Yeban, you’ve disappointed me greatly."

"Huh?"

Yeban froze.

He then realized Hong Yu was implicitly expressing his dissatisfaction that the Hong Alliance, which had discovered the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Vein first, had ended up in a situation where they had to negotiate an even split with the other three major powers.

He gave a wry smile and said, "Brother Hong, each of their three factions is stronger than us, not weaker. If we push them too far, they’ll team up, and the Hong Alliance is no match for them. We’ve been discussing how to divide the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Ore for days, proposing many distribution plans, but they refuse to agree. We can’t reach a consensus, so..."

Hong Yu shook his head and said calmly, "Since the Hong Alliance discovered the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Ore first, it is our private property. Giving them a share is charity on our part. Why should we care whether they accept it or not?"

"Well..."

Yeban was at a loss for words.

’I can’t just say we can’t beat them, can I?’

’That would be too damaging to morale!’

Yeban fell silent, but that didn’t mean Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and the others could tolerate it.

Emperor Xiahuang Wudi was the first to explode with rage. "Hong Yu, who the hell do you think you are? This Blazing Flame Pure Gold Ore is incredibly precious. Naturally, the strong will take the lion’s share. What does your Hong Alliance even count for? Don’t even compare yourselves to my City of Sorrow; even a few random tribes from the War Race are stronger than you."

Long Qingfeng, eager to stir up trouble, added fuel to the fire. "Tsk, tsk, it seems Hong Yu has no respect for our friends from the War Race Tribe at all!"

The single-horned War Race elder watched Hong Yu coolly, still not saying a word.

Hong Yu, however, swept a glance at the elder before turning to Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng. He said calmly, "Seeing as you two are making such a fuss, it seems you’re the ones Yeban mentioned who wouldn’t accept the distribution plan and were making all sorts of trouble, aren’t you?"

"Hmph, so what if we are?"

"We’ve already decided on the distribution plan for the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Vein. A moment ago, we were prepared to leave your Hong Alliance with ten percent. Now, it looks like you won’t even get that!"

"Our friend from the War Race, how about our three factions join forces to destroy the Hong Alliance and split the Blazing Flame Pure Gold Vein equally?"

Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng took turns speaking, constantly trying to persuade the War Race elder.

The single-horned War Race elder smiled faintly. "My War Race’s demands are not high. We only want thirty percent. As for how to divide the rest, that’s for you to decide."

’Damn, old fox!’

’Looks like the War Race plans to sit on the sidelines. We’ll have to team up ourselves!’

Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and his companion exchanged a look.

But they were hesitant. It wasn’t because they feared the Hong Alliance, but because they believed that even if they joined forces, they couldn’t take down both Hong Yu and Xuantian Du.

Hong Yu kept his eyes on the two of them. Suddenly, the corners of his lips curved up into a playful smile. "Are you two going to team up? Excellent. That will save me a lot of trouble. Since you’re not satisfied with my proposal and refuse to accept it, that’s easy to solve. I’m a reasonable person. Since you won’t listen to reason, I’ll just have to beat you until you do!"

"Hong Yu, you’re too arrogant."

"We admit you’re powerful, and with Xuantian Du helping you, the two of us might not be your match. But don’t forget, we have the First Prince and the Fifth Prince backing us," Emperor Xiahuang Wudi said angrily.

Hong Yu shook his head. "So you’re worried Xuantian Du will interfere. Don’t worry. To deal with you two, I alone am more than enough!"

"Damn it, you’re underestimating us!"

"One of us is ranked eighth among the Unparalleled Geniuses, and the other is sixth! When we team up, even the Fifth Prince and the First Prince would be wary of us, yet you dare to be so arrogant?"

"In that case, prepare to die!"

The two exchanged a look, their expressions turning frenzied.

One from the left and one from the right, they charged at Hong Yu simultaneously.

Facing the pincer attack from two powerful experts, Hong Yu remained unhurried, not even rushing to counter their attacks.

With Hong Yu’s current strength, only the top three Unparalleled Geniuses could pose a threat to him.

As for the others?

"Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique!"

With a low roar, Hong Yu’s body became covered in cyan dragon scales, his strength and speed multiplying.

In a flash, he dodged their powerful attacks. He threw a left hook and a right hook simultaneously. With a BAM! BAM! too quick for the ear to catch, he sent Emperor Xiahuang Wudi and Long Qingfeng flying.

Hong Yu stomped on the ground, his speed like a thunderclap as he gave chase.

One in his left hand, one in his right, he grabbed the ankles of the two men as they flew backward and yanked hard.

THUD! THUD!

The two men were slammed hard into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hong Yu gave a cold smile. He stepped on each of their faces, grinding their heads into the ground until their mouths were full of dust and blood.

Hong Yu stood proudly, his feet on top of two Unparalleled Geniuses. Incomparably dominant, he spoke coldly...

"Do you submit?"