Mu Li’s fist arrived in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the Young Lord of the Nether Palace could only swiftly channel his inner energy, wave his hand, and condense a massive jet-black palm print in mid-air, slapping it straight towards the oncoming Mu Li.
Boom!
When the enormous palm print reached Mu Li, he shattered it with a single punch and kept swinging his fist towards the Young Lord.
The Young Lord hurriedly drew a jet-black battle blade. Dark light frantically gathered on the blade before he slashed down fiercely.
Clang!
The strike landed on the incoming giant fist. Terrifying power poured out, and the aftershock exploded.
The Young Lord’s expression changed abruptly. His entire body was sent flying backwards by the surging force, his insides churning violently.
Mu Li pursued at once, raising his massive fist again and smashing it down ruthlessly.
“Damn it!”
Cursing through gritted teeth, the Young Lord swiftly activated a magical artefact. A black barrier instantly formed in front of him, enveloping and protecting him.
The moment the barrier solidified, Mu Li’s fist crashed heavily onto it.
Thud!
With one punch, the black barrier shuddered and cracked. Mu Li struck like lightning, hammering again and again until the barrier shattered completely.
The instant it broke, Mu Li’s fist continued forward and landed squarely on the Young Lord.
“Pfft!”
Blood gushed from the Young Lord’s mouth. His body flew backwards uncontrollably, organs bleeding inside.
Even then, Mu Li showed no intention of stopping and kept chasing.
“Stop!”
“If you dare kill me, the Nether Palace will never let you go, and they won’t let him go either!” The Young Lord’s eyes bulged as he roared hysterically, blood filling his mouth.
He knew that if this continued, someone would really die!
“Haha, you still dare threaten me? Does a beastman like me fear your Nether Palace?” Mu Li laughed loudly.
Amidst his laughter, the beastman Mu Li was already in front of him again. His millstone-sized fist carried immense pressure as it swung towards the Young Lord’s head.
“No!!!”
“Please, spare me!”
The Young Lord’s eyes widened in terror. He could no longer hold on and begged for mercy.
If that punch landed on his head, it could truly take his life!
He simply could not withstand many blows from Mu Li.
When Mu Li’s fist reached the Young Lord’s face, Mu Li changed it into a palm, seized the Young Lord with his huge hand, and lifted him up.
“Since you begged, I’ll spare your life this time. But remember, if you ever trouble my brother again, I will slap you to death with one palm!” Mu Li glared at him ferociously, looking like a demon from hell.
Mu Li had never truly intended to kill the Young Lord.
Beating him up as a lesson was enough. Although he was bold, he understood that the Nether Palace was a top-tier human faction. Killing the Young Lord would certainly enrage them.
Given the Nether Palace’s vengeful nature, they might even mobilise their entire force.
He could hide among the beastman tribes, but afterwards Lin Yun, Hong Yuan, and the others would find it impossible to survive among humans.
Mu Li was well aware of that.
“Yes, yes, yes!” The Young Lord nodded frantically, his face ashen, a stark contrast to his usual arrogance.
Mu Li’s vicious glare and tone made him tremble with fear.
“Take your people and get lost!” Mu Li’s voice boomed like a great bell, rough and brutal.
Only after saying this did Mu Li release him.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
The Young Lord let out a huge sigh of relief and kept nodding.
“What are you all standing around for? Follow me!”
He bellowed at his subordinates, then fled towards Heart City with his men, not wanting to remain here a second longer.
“Stop right there!”
Mu Li’s thunderous shout rolled towards them like a storm.
Hearing it, the Young Lord’s heart jolted.
He had already been told to leave, so why stop again? Panic filled him.
Yet faced with Mu Li, he had no temper left. He could only halt, turn around, and look back at Mu Li.
“I… I’m already getting lost as you ordered.” The Young Lord forced an ugly smile.
“I told you to get lost from the Ancestral Heart Realm and go back to your Nether Palace territory, not to Heart City. Understand?” Mu Li’s voice rang out, domineering and absolute.
