Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

In the instant Zhan Ziyi knelt before the Northern Liao King, the king drew his waist blade without hesitation.

He then immediately raised the blade in his hand, slashing toward Zhan Ziyi!

"Zhan Lingyun! What are you trying to do!"

Zhan Lingqing immediately bellowed in anger, followed by a swift reaction.

The sudden move by the Northern Liao King also caused Ye Ling's brow to furrow.

A trace of amusement flickered in Ye Ling's eyes as he flicked his finger.

A strand of force shot towards Zhan Lingqing, sending him flying to the side.

The Northern Liao King looked gratefully at Ye Ling, then his blade came swiftly down.

"Chila!"

The blade did not kill Zhan Ziyi but left a savage wound on his back.

It was only thanks to Zhan Ziyi's own strength as a Grandmaster and the Northern Liao King's advanced age and diminished power that Zhan Ziyi was not slain.

Zhan Ziyi rolled away to dodge the Northern Liao King's attack, and the piercing pain from his back elicited a wretched scream from him.

"Northern Liao King, this is a private matter of the Zhan family. Even if you are the Northern Liao King, you shouldn't intervene indiscriminately, should you?"

Zhan Lingqing, who had been struck away by Ye Ling, had by now gotten back on his feet. Looking at Ye Ling with a somber expression, he spoke.

Ye Ling's eyebrows rose as he replied with a cold laugh, "I've told you, how I conduct my affairs is none of your concern."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Lingqing and the others all had gloomy expressions.

But given Ye Ling's formidable strength, they didn't dare express their anger.

"Northern Liao King, what are your thoughts?"

Ye Ling looked at the Northern Liao King and asked.

Without any hesitation, the Northern Liao King said in a heavy voice, "Over the years, the Zhan family has treated me as an outsider, never once considering me a part of the clan."

"Today, the people of the Zhan family intended to harm the Northern Liao King. May I ask the Northern Liao King, what should be the punishment for attempting to assassinate a warlord?"

Ye Ling's mouth curved into a slight smile as he said coldly, "According to the Dragon Kingdom's laws, plotting against a sovereign is a crime punishable by death!"

The Northern Liao King nodded slightly, "Then, we shall deal with the Zhan family according to the laws of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Fine!"

Ye Ling nodded in agreement.

Hearing the conversation between the two, a sense of foreboding immediately arose in the hearts of the Zhan family members.

Ye Ling is about to take action against the Zhan family!

"Northern Liao King! If you stay out of this affair, the Zhan family will surely offer generous rewards another day!"

Zhan Lingqing, not daring to confront Ye Ling physically, could only try to soften his stance with words.

Ye Ling glanced at him, his expression indifferent as he said, "Was I not clear enough with my words?"

"Then let me repeat it for you, plotting against a warlord is a crime deserving of death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dao and others along with the personal guards of the Northern Liao King all drew their weapons, surrounding the Zhan family members.

For a moment, the situation on the cruise ship became tense.

Zhan Lingqing took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Ye Ling as he said sternly, "So what if you are a high-ranking War King!"

"With two War Kings here from the Zhan family, it's not your place to meddle in the affairs of the Zhan family!"

With that, Zhan Lingqing and the eldest elder immediately lunged at Ye Ling.

Looking at the two attacking him, Ye Ling's eyes were full of scorn.

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled sounds followed, and Zhan Lingqing along with the eldest elder were sent flying back even faster than they had come.

"Kill!"

Upon Ye Ling's command, Chen Dao and his men, who had surrounded the Zhan family members, also immediately took action.

In an instant, the sounds of fighting filled the air. Besides Zhan Lingqing and the Great Elder, the two king-level powerhouses, the rest of the Zhan family were entirely powerless to resist the attacks of so many Great Grandmasters.

The members of the Zhan family kept falling, their bodies thrown into the sea, to feed the bloodthirsty sharks lurking in the waters.

When Zhan Lingqing and the Great Elder struggled to rise from the ground, the Zhan family had already been slaughtered to the last man.

Witnessing this scene, both of them were furious beyond words.

"Northern Liao King, may you not die a good death!" Continue your journey with empire

"Zhan Lingyun, your heart is truly ruthless, to deal such a poisonous blow to your own clan!"

Zhan Lingqing roared hoarsely.

Ye Ling casually cleaned his ear and said indifferently, "The roar of ants changes nothing."

"Why has this day come to pass? As a person involved, do you not have a clear understanding in your heart?"

At his side, the Eastern Sea King immediately spoke up, "My own clan? Hah, what a fine 'own clan' that is!"

"Since my old age, has any member of the Zhan family ever treated me as one of their own?"

"If it weren't for the Northern Liao King being here today, I would have likely been buried in this sea long ago!"

As the words fell, Ye Ling did not give Zhan Lingqing and the Great Elder a chance to speak. Two beams of powerful energy directly penetrated their foreheads.

The light in their eyes quickly faded, and they fell powerlessly into the sea, becoming food for the sharks.

Having dealt with the Zhan family, the Eastern Sea King looked towards Ye Ling, with a serious expression, and said, "Thank you!"

"Don't mention it. As fellow kings of war zones, plus your old acquaintance with my master, this little favor is nothing," Ye Ling said with a light laugh.

The Eastern Sea King nodded slightly and then called out loudly, "Back to camp!"

The cruise ship set sail, slowly heading towards the direction of the Eastern Sea military headquarters.

At nightfall, the Eastern Sea King hosted a banquet for Ye Ling and the others at the Eastern Sea military headquarters.

At the height of the revelry, the Eastern Sea King suddenly asked, "Northern Liao King, if I resume my cultivation as you suggested earlier, is it possible for me to regain my former strength?"

"It shouldn't be a problem, considering you are a Great Grandmaster. Although you have considerably regressed in strength due to your age, the foundation remains. Resuming cultivation and returning to your peak shouldn't be difficult," Ye Ling replied.

Upon hearing this, the Eastern Sea King's eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately responded, "Good! Today shall be the last drink of my life!"

"Starting tomorrow, I will resume my cultivation and revitalize the prowess of my past!"

Ye Ling simply nodded, saying nothing more.

Many things are easier said than done.

Especially the path of martial arts cultivation, which is not something that can be achieved just by talking about it.

Without another word that night, the next morning arrived.

Just as the sky began to show the first light of dawn, Ye Ling's voice could be heard outside the villa calling, "Northern Liao King! Are you up yet?"

Hearing his voice, Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and directly leaped from the window to appear in front of the Eastern Sea King.

"What brings you to me so early?" Ye Ling asked.

The Eastern Sea King, somewhat impatient, said, "It's about cultivation, of course. I just tried cultivating for half an hour using the old method, but I can't seem to capture the same feeling as before. Is there a problem somewhere?"

"Let me take a look," Ye Ling said and then placed a hand on the Eastern Sea King's wrist.

Within moments, Ye Ling had thoroughly understood the Eastern Sea King's physical condition.

After releasing his hold, Ye Ling said, "You're old, and these years of indulgence in wine and pleasure have drained your inner Qi."

"That is why you cannot find the same sensation during cultivation as before."