Martial Peak

“Oh no, I’m so scared!” Yang Kai made an extremely exaggerated expression as he put his hands on his chest, seemingly unable to calm his heart. The next moment, however, his face turned bitterly cold and he declared sharply, “But that has nothing to do with you. If one of your Purple Star people dares to come after me, I’ll kill one, if two come, I’ll kill both of them! I wonder just how many Origin Kings your Purple Star will let me kill.”

As he said, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

Zi Dong could not help trembling all over as he felt Yang Kai’s cold glare. Seeing the other part not boasting idly or cracking a joke, Zi Dong immediately shouted eagerly, “Father! Save me!”

He did not have the guts to fight Yang Kai and directly asked Zi Long for rescue.

Yang Kai could not help thinking about Xue Yue, Gu Jian Xin, and the other young rising stars of the Star Field and felt that all of them were much more courageous, with firmer Martial Hearts that wouldn’t be intimidated so easily. For example, Yang Kai had watched Gu Jian Xin get ambushed by Li Ming Hai, yet still fight back valiantly with his life on the line.

He also believed that if Xue Yue encountered such a situation, she would not call for help but would instead focus all her attention on trying to fight the enemy.

So what if they were facing an Origin King? Which one of these geniuses did not have the power to fight opponents above their own realm? If they were targeted by an enemy just one Minor Realm above them yet did not have the courage to even resist, what point would there be in even continuing to cultivate in the future?

A cultivator who could only fight others who were weaker or in the same realm as themselves would never be able to reach the peak of the Martial Dao.

Zi Dong had completely lost his qualifications to become a future master of Star Field! After meeting Yang Kai, he had been humiliated and beaten down repeatedly, tarnishing his Martial Heart greatly.

As such, he did not dare to fight with Yang Kai. But even if he managed to survive this catastrophe, whether he could break through to the Origin King Realm in the future was questionable at best.

“Little Brat, if you dare to touch a hair on my son’s head, this old master will slaughter you and all nine generations of your ancestors!” Not far away, Zi Long shouted in anger, but his voice was soon drowned out by the sound of explosions.

It was not that he didn’t want to save his son, but he was currently enveloped by Gui Zu’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner, with Yin Souls constantly attacking him. He had no way to easily escape so even if he wanted to rescue Zi Dong, he was helpless to do so.

“Really?” Yang Kai tilted his head and glanced over towards the spot where the threat had come from before sneering slightly and with a wave of his hand sent out a burst of energy.

The next moment, Zi Dong felt a breeze blow past the top of his head, causing him to shudder in place.

[Had I just died? Am I dead now?] Zi Dong’s thoughts churned wildly but quickly, he found that he was unharmed and there was only a strange lightness coming from the top of his head.

Reaching his hands up and feeling around, Zi Dong shouted madly, “Ah, my hair!”

His long flowing hair had been cut directly by Yang Kai and the top of his head was now bald, making his appearance extremely funny.

and unrestrained style, and although his looks weren’t as extraordinary as Xue Yue’s, he was still a fairly handsome man. He was particularly proud of his long purple hair, which was

his long flowing purple hair had been cut

Dong felt somewhat distressed, he was more terrified

him no time to react and chopped off his hair, which meant it would be just as easy for him to chop off his head! Considering all this, Zi Dong suddenly began sweating profusely as

cut some hair off his head, what are you going

silent, probably out of shame and anger, but Gui Zu laughed

not truly know another until they have fought. Perhaps this is a chance to become friends; after all, the Star Field is vast and you may need my Purple Star’s assistance in the future. This old master, as the Sect Master of Purple Star, can agree

would be an honour

repeatedly, “As long as you don’t kill me, everything can be discussed. When I become the Sect Master of

he spoke, hatred flashed across his eyes, and although it was

Zi Long asked in a deep

the sky with one hand, and although my Sect’s Supreme Elder can compete with you, killing you is another matter

temporarily trap Zi Long in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it was unrealistic to expect him to kill Zi Long. Both of them were Second-Order Origin Kings and had nearly equal strength, so even if Gui Zu could kill Zi Long, he would probably wind up severely wounded or even lose

it did not mean that he was a kind individual. On the contrary, Gui Zu was a cruel man and knew that things had gone too far for there to ever be peace between Yang Kai and Zi Long. Even if the two of them reached some kind of verbal agreement,

guarantee, and if Yang Kai were to really go to Purple Star to discuss something in

all, this time, Zi Long and his son had lost a lot of face. On top

this situation, he did not have any good solutions either, so he could only trust

of which, I really do have something I need to ask Senior Zi Long

an arrow? The words that were spoken just now were clearly perfunctory, an effort to preserve face. Anyone with any brains would not take them seriously yet this boy was

it. As long as I, Zi

and let this boy understand what it meant for there to be no

very simple request that I’m certain Senior Zi Long can fulfil,” Yang Kai chuckled, wearing a smile as if he

even the howls coming from the Yin Souls became stagnated for a

immediately, but his anger was palpable and rising rapidly, as if it wanted to burn down the Ten

Dong, who was not far away, had his jaw drop as he stared at Yang Kai dumbly, unable to imagine that Yang Kai would make such

what he was talking about? It could not be that his brain had been damaged,

Yang Kai suddenly appeared

his Purple Qi Eternal River Secret Art to its limits,

futile. Before he even realized what happened, he felt his strength being suppressed and was lifted

is a man who doesn’t honour his words. Since that