Faced with Chen Hao, who was filled with a murderous aura, the King felt overwhelming fear, which he inadvertently revealed through his eyes to both Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao.

For someone who always presented himself with a perfect image, this was certainly a humiliation—the first time in his life he had experienced the disgrace.

Although his pride kept reminding him to forget the humiliation, his body continued to tremble uncontrollably with fear, especially after Chen Hao had turned his head and said to Ye Yuqiao, "Hold on tight."

Chen Hao was about to start beating up the King; his hands had already left the outer side of Ye Yuqiao's thighs and were raised in front of his chest, while his eyes were already brimming with cold murderous intent.

"Mhm!" Ye Yuqiao, who was on Chen Hao's back, responded, and then tightly wrapped her arms around Chen Hao's neck. She had no sympathy for the King in front of her; she was only worried that the tens of thousands of citizens of Rainbow Paradise would be upset by the King's injury again, especially since she was about to leave and let them down.

She really didn't want to hurt the hearts of these simple and kind people, and she dared not think about their disappointed and pained expressions.

So, all she could do was pray, pray that Chen Hao would be a little more merciful, and preferably adhere to the rule he followed in his high school fights: never hit the face.

Ye Yuqiao used to think this rule was childish, but now it seemed quite sensible.

She didn't dare to plea with Chen Hao because that would only lead to Chen Hao beating the King even worse; more importantly, she was afraid that Chen Hao would become jealous or even sad.

Through her experience in Rainbow Paradise, she realized she cared about Chen Hao more than she had imagined, even willing to abandon the hundred thousand people below for him.

These were not just any hundred thousand people; for her, they were an empire, the epitome of supreme authority. Yet, all of this was less important to her than Chen Hao. Her desire to be together with Chen Hao was stronger than ever before.

Therefore, she would never plead for the King's mercy again on behalf of the hundred thousand people below, not wanting to hurt Chen Hao's heart.

When Ye Yuqiao snapped out of her reverie, she realized that she was in a turbulent situation—Chen Hao was beating up the King of Rainbow Paradise.

'Beating up' was the most fitting description. Chen Hao didn't infuse his punches with Inner Strength or Nether King's Power; he was simply adding fists and feet to the King of Rainbow Paradise.

To her disappointment, each of Chen Hao's punches was aimed at the King of Rainbow Paradise's face, which was contrary to her wishes.

Clearly, Chen Hao intended to hit the face on purpose, looking to completely destroy the King's innate nobility and supremacy. More precisely, he was humiliating him.

This was the first time Chen Hao had shown such disrespect to an opponent; perhaps he didn't even regard the King as an opponent but as a despicable figure unworthy of respect. Watching the King's handsome young face gradually turn into a pig's head under Chen Hao's fists, Ye Yuqiao's brow slightly furrowed, thinking that Chen Hao was really being childish.

"Ugh!" The King of Rainbow Paradise endured the beating with no power to retaliate. His techniques were useless in the shadow that absorbed all light, and his hands were stuck by the black glue-like Nether King's Power below, leaving him unable to dodge or defend, and he could only watch helplessly as Chen Hao's fists struck his face again and again, in front of the only woman he had ever been moved by in his life.

Moreover, the twenty thousand or more people below were emitting waves of shocked exclamations as they heard the King's cries of agony repeatedly coming from that strange black shadow.

For the King, it was truly a humiliation.

"Kill me then!" the King glared at Chen Hao and said coldly, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Killing you would be afraid of dirtying my hands," Chen Hao said with disdain.

Hearing this, Ye Yuqiao let out a long sigh, thinking that as long as the King wasn't killed, it was the best outcome.

However.

"But even if it dirties my hands, I will kill you!"

Ye Yuqiao was shocked, unable to believe her own ears. Was Chen Hao really going to kill the King? Simply because she hadn't immediately refused to become his queen?

In her heart, Chen Hao was not such a narrow-minded person.

At this moment, the scene Ye Yuqiao wished not to see still unfolded—Chen Hao ignited the king's body with the Nether King's Fire.

"Do you really want to kill him?" Ye Yuqiao questioned Chen Hao in her heart.

"Do you actually feel sorry for his death?"

"It's not that I feel sorry for him, I just don't want to see the people below grieving over this."

"But their king will die sooner or later, they will grieve sooner or later," Chen Hao retorted, "I just think this king is too despicable, too shameless."

"But his crimes do not warrant death, at least he hasn't done anything unforgivable."

"Weren't you the one who ignited the Nether King's Fire on him?" Chen Hao questioned in return.

Ye Yuqiao sighed helplessly, "That's because I knew he wasn't going to die."

"So, you were performing for me, deceiving me?"

"I deceived you all to please you."

Hearing this, anger grew inside Chen Hao. The main reason he wanted to kill the king before him was that he found the king to be frightful and hateful. In his view, the most fearsome adversaries were always those who manipulate others to do their bidding, and clearly, the king before him was one such individual.

A smaller part of the reason for eliminating the past was because of Ye Yuqiao. He hadn't expected that Ye Yuqiao would actually plead for the king; what was even more unexpected was that Ye Yuqiao had just deceived him.

So, Chen Hao fell silent, and so did Ye Yuqiao.

Meanwhile, the king before them was gradually engulfed by a swirl of smoke and dark fire from the rapid burn of the Nether King's Fire.

His voice, shrill and piercing, sounded somewhat like crying.

The people below were all panicked and at a loss, desperately looking around at their peers. They were oblivious to what the king was enduring at that moment.

Ye Yuqiao, on Chen Hao's back, with furrowed brows and a vacant gaze, watched as the king was slowly reduced to ashes by the Nether King's Fire. She knew she could not argue with Chen Hao over this king again, but hearing the panic of the people below made her feel incredibly guilty.

Just as she thought the king would thus perish in the flames, suddenly, the king's screams ceased, and his expression became eerily calm. It was hard to imagine that just half a second earlier he had displayed an exceedingly agonized and fierce visage.

"I am very disappointed!" The king's gaze shifted to Ye Yuqiao, "I thought you would intervene to save me, to plea on my behalf, but you did not."

A sharp light suddenly shot from Ye Yuqiao's eyes, and she had an epiphany—she had been deceived by the king!

Indeed, everything was within the king's scheming!

"Why would I plea for you!" Ye Yuqiao said coldly, "Even if I truly pleaded for you, it wouldn't be to save you, but for the sake of the people below."

Just then, the columns of light that densely crisscrossed the space around them disappeared.

Following that, a massive rainbow column of light shot down from the sky above the three individuals.

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