Old Jiba, clad in golden armor and wielding a golden greatsword, exuded an imposing aura, resembling a Western deity descending to earth.
"You're Old Jiba?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile.
"Where are my two sons?" Old Ji asked bluntly.
“It’s right here in my Dragon Palace,” Ye Qiu said.
"Release them, or I'll raze the Dragon Palace to the ground!" Old Ji said angrily, his temper flaring.
"Release is impossible unless you kneel down and beg for mercy," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
"Insolence!" Old Giba roared in fury. "I am an envoy sent by Lord Hels. How dare you disrespect an envoy? Aren't you afraid that Lord Hels will punish you?"
"Who is Hels? Is he the lord of your Western Temple?"
"Yes, the great Lord Hers will bring the temple back to life. At that time, you will descend upon Great Xia and unify the cultivation world of Great Xia."
If you know what's good for you, submit as soon as possible to avoid the destruction of the Dragon Palace. I can see you're a smart man, and smart men do smart things. The supreme lineage of my Western Temple is destined to rule the entire world and become the master of the whole planet Earth.
When the Western Temple and Hels were mentioned, Old Jiba spread his hands out, looking devout.
"I haven't encountered any mentally challenged people in a long time, but I didn't expect to run into them one after another these past two days," Ye Qiu sighed.
Old Ji frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"To put it simply, your two sons, you, and that Titan are all mentally challenged."
"Oh, and perhaps we should also add your Temple Master, Hels. If he weren't mentally challenged, he wouldn't have conceived of wanting the Western Temple lineage to dominate Earth. That idea is utterly foolish."
Ye Qiu said calmly.
"Damn you, Eastern brat, you're asking for death." Old Jiba suddenly drew his sword: "I challenge you to a duel."
"You dare to duel me?" Ye Qiu said disdainfully. "A duel is fine, but what if you lose?"
"If I lose, you can kill me or torture me as you please. If you lose, release my two sons and submit to the temple. Can you do that?" Old Jiba demanded.
"Okay, come on."
Ye Qiu beckoned with his finger, the gesture casual.
Seeing Ye Qiu's blatant disregard for him, Lao Ji was enraged and brandished his sword, charging towards Ye Qiu.
boom.
As the sword slashed down, golden light spread out, like the light of a god, incomparably sacred.
This is a Golden Dao technique, but it is stronger than ordinary Golden Dao spiritual power, as if it has been sublimated and is more pure.
But this tactic was completely useless against Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu raised his hand, his palm filled with chaotic flames, and easily caught the descending battle sword.
Fire overcomes metal, and Ye Qiu's fire-based spiritual power was strong enough to easily melt Lao Jiba's battle sword.
Furthermore, the sword energy of the battle sword was suddenly disintegrated and collapsed on the spot.
"how so?"
Old Jiba couldn't believe it.
"Because the Eastern tradition is your ancestor."
Ye Qiu smiled slightly and flicked his finger, sending Old Jiba flying instantly.
puff.
Old Ji coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.
He lost. He had actually lost, and was defeated by this Easterner in one move with incredible ease.
This result was hard for him to accept.
In the West, he was unruly and virtually invincible.
Wherever you go, you will be treated with respect; no one will dare to be presumptuous or rude.
Because of their overwhelming strength, they can suppress anyone who dares to disrespect them.
But now, Ye Qiu could suppress him as easily as crushing an ant, which plunged Old Jiba into deep fear.
Even the great Hells probably couldn't have overwhelmed him with a single move.
Thinking of this, Old Jiba's gaze towards Ye Qiu finally changed, and he dared not show the slightest contempt anymore.
“I have lost, and I accept it wholeheartedly.” Old Jiba stood up, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed deeply: “I apologize for my previous rude words. You and Lord Hels are both great beings in this world.”
"And then?" Ye Qiu asked casually.
“Great Mr. Ye Qiu, I still hope you can release my two sons; they are still young.”
As for me, I made a mistake, and I am willing to die to atone for it.
Old Ji lowered his head, speaking sincerely.
“Cultivation is not easy. You have already reached this level, and you still have a long time to give birth to newborns and daughters. Why give up your life for your two sons? It's not worth it.” Ye Qiu said this deliberately.
Upon hearing this, Old Jiba hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, Mr. Ye, I can't abandon my two sons. I am willing to bear all the blame, I just hope they can be safe."
If you agree, I will immediately fulfill my promise and commit suicide in front of you, without you having to do it yourself.
“I can release them, but their cultivation will be destroyed. Your cultivation can be preserved, but there will be other costs. I wonder if you are willing to comply.” Ye Qiu stared at Old Jiba.
Upon hearing this, Old Jiba's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Ye, please speak."
"I want you to be an inside agent. I need to know the internal information of the Western Temple as soon as possible. Any problems?"
“That won’t do.” Old Jiba immediately shook his head: “Mr. Ye, I respect you very much, but at the same time, I will always be loyal to the temple and would rather die than betray the temple.”
My two sons are the same; if they dare to betray the temple in any way, I will personally kill them.
"Understood, then I'll send you on your way." Ye Qiu raised his hand, instantly killing Old Jiba.
This sudden turn of events astonished many in the Dragon Palace.
They all thought that since Ye Qiu had talked with Old Jiba for so long and Old Jiba's attitude was sincere, Ye Qiu would probably not kill him again.
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