In the area of the Spirit King Pool, many disciples were enduring the suppression released by the two devilish disciples, while watching the scene with great interest.

"Seeking a favor?"

"This old fool here was quite glorious in the past, having many connections within the Holy Palace, and many were willing to give this old man some respect. But now, as you can see, I'm in dire straits; what aspect of me is worth the noble devilish disciples coming to seek a favor for?"

Elder Yang, with his age and wisdom, saw right through them that these two fellows had impure motives; thus, his reply was cold and without any pleasantries.

Seeing Elder Yang's demeanor, Ye Rufeng was not the least bit concerned.

He smiled slightly and said, "Elder Yang jokes. Although we are devilish disciples of the Main Hall, we have also heard about Elder Yang's past achievements."

"If it hadn't been for an accident, perhaps Elder Yang would already be a Law Enforcement Elder of the Main Hall by now. It's just a matter of bad luck."

"Enough talk, just speak frankly about your objectives; I still have to arrange for these youngsters to enter the Spirit King Pool." Elder Yang didn't let Ye Rufeng finish his sentence and interrupted with an impatient expression.

What he hated most in life were hypocritical people.

On the surface, Ye Rufeng looked respectful to him, but Elder Yang could hear the indifference in his words and was naturally even more impatient.

"Alright, since Elder Yang is so straightforward, I'll get to the point. You must have heard that the devilish disciples of the Main Hall are soon to all set out on a mission, and this mission is related to the Ultimate Palace."

Ye Rufeng stared at Elder Yang and spoke word by word.

Whoosh!

As soon as Ye Rufeng's words fell, the disciples present were shocked, bursting out with exclamations.

The devilish disciples of the Main Hall are going to confront the Ultimate Palace?

This was the first time they had heard this news, as they previously did not have the clearance to know about it.

"What does it matter to me whether I know or not?" Elder Yang replied, still showing impatience.

Although it was true that Taiyi Palace and other sects of Central State were preparing to unite against the Ultimate Palace, and the current Young Master of the Ultimate Palace was the Jun Shitian he detested, Elder Yang was in such a poor state now that he could not perform to his full strength and had no qualifications to participate.

That's why he didn't bother to listen to Ye Rufeng.

"Then Elder Yang must also know that since the Ultimate Palace has risen from the ashes, several Titled Emperor Martial Realm powers have emerged. Our task as devilish disciples of the Main Hall is to carry out an extermination mission to glorify the Holy Palace."

"But this mission is too dangerous, and the Red Robed Gentleman and I have thought for a long time before deciding to disturb Elder Yang's peaceful cultivation, daring to borrow your weapon. After we have used it, we will surely return it."

Ye Rufeng stared at Elder Yang, speaking every word deliberately, his eyes glowing with an intense light by the end.

Elder Yang was once very powerful, a genuine Emperor Martial Realm strongman with a Quasi-Emperor Artifact, and held a big reputation within the Holy Palace.

They had heard that Elder Yang had recently suffered a recurrence of an old ailment, was not expected to live much longer, and could no longer even use his Cultivation, which is why they had this idea.

That was to make Elder Yang's Quasi-Emperor Artifact their own.

While they said they would return it after the mission, they actually planned never to give it back.

After all, what use is a weapon in the hands of a dying man compared to in their possession?

Although they were devilish disciples of the Holy Palace's Main Hall, with noble status, the weapons they possessed were still Royal Artifacts, not yet qualified to obtain an Emperor Weapon. Even a Quasi-Emperor Artifact was very tempting for them.

Swoosh!

As Ye Rufeng's voice fell, not to mention the other disciples present, Elder Yang's turbid eyes suddenly flashed with bursts of cold light.

How pleasing to the ear Ye Rufeng's words seemed.

To take away his weapon, he even used the face of the Holy Palace as a big hat to place upon his own head.

In the True Spirit Continent, a Martial Artist's weapon was considered as their second life; how could it be easily lent to others?

What's more, these two were mere juniors in his eyes.

"Heh heh, after all that talk, turns out you two youngsters are eyeing the weapon in this old man's hand."

"I'm sorry, but I have never had the habit of lending my weapon to others. I'll give you ten breaths' time; if you do not leave, don't blame this old man for being ruthless!"

By the end of Elder Yang's speech, his voice was filled with a hint of Emperor's Suppression, like thunder rolling in the void, causing a sudden rise of fierce wind, lifting terrifying waves of Qi, and even the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Haha, Elder Yang, we regard you as an elder and a former Elder, which is why we came to persuade you kindly. Don't be too arrogant!"

"Who in the Holy Palace now doesn't know that your old illness has flared up, and your days are numbered? Having a Quasi-Emperor Artifact in your hands can only gather dust; it would be better to give it to us, to build the undying reputation of the Holy Palace!"

Seeing Elder Yang's reaction, Ye Rufeng no longer put on an act and said with a sneer.

The Red Robed Gentleman standing shoulder to shoulder with Ye Rufeng also had a sinister smile on his face, his black hair dancing wildly with the wind, and a vast King Realm looming behind him.

"Good, very good indeed. It seems this old man has indeed become a tiger that has fallen to the plains, bullied by dogs, and even two little rascals dare to defecate and urinate on my head."

"This old man's illness has indeed flared up, but that doesn't mean I don't have the strength to kill you two little rascals."

Enraged beyond the point of laughter, Elder Yang's aging body erupted with terrifying Emperor Martial Power. He floated into mid-air, his eyes flashing with startling coldness.

The disciples present all changed colors, hastily retreating backwards.

Elder Yang's Emperor's Suppression was simply too terrifying, making it difficult for them even to breathe.

Boom! Boom!

The expressions on the Red Robed Gentleman and Ye Rufeng became somber. They each released their own King Realm, with the aura of two Peak King Martials sweeping through All Heavens, shooting skyward, confronting Elder Yang's Emperor's Qi from a distance.

Bang bang bang bang!

Within a hundred miles around the three individuals, the air was completely compressed to the point of bursting, causing a series of explosive sounds.

"Hmph, this old fellow is surely strong on the outside but weak inside. Brother in the red robe, let's go together and take his weapon."

"With the status of these two old fellows in the Holy Palace, if we take their weapons, the Holy Palace Master won't hold us accountable for anything," Ye Rufeng said coldly.

Pfft!

As if to confirm his words, just as he finished speaking, Elder Yang's complexion suddenly paled, and he spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood. His breath weakened rapidly, and he fell from midair.

Before he could hit the ground, a warm and powerful palm suddenly caught the back of Elder Yang.

"Elder Yang, mere juniors, they are not qualified to warrant your action. Let Xiao handle it on your behalf."

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