Chapter 1080 Just Apologize

Dead silence.

The silence was so dead that you could hear a pin drop.

The smiles on the faces of the Shinto disciples seemed to be frozen in ice; they were stiff, twisted, and indescribably funny.

Their eyes bulged out as they stared at the scene in disbelief.

Si Sheng, their high and mighty deputy sect leader, a master of the seventh level of Tianshu Realm, had his arm broken by a single punch from an "unknown person"!

"This...how is this possible?" someone murmured to himself, his trembling voice dissipating in the wind.

The disciples around him seemed to be shocked by thunder. They were all silent and their faces instantly lost color.

Fear overwhelmed them like a tide, and they seemed to see the god of death waving at them.

The disciples of the Golden Light Palace went from being worried at first to being ecstatic.

They won!

No one could believe their eyes. This strange man, who was mocked as a "pretty boy" by the Shinto disciples, was actually so powerful!

Yun Qingyao looked at Ye Tianming's tall and majestic back, feeling a sense of security in her heart.

This man can always bring her surprises!

Ye Tianming had an expressionless face. He grabbed Si Sheng by the collar, lifted him up like a chicken, and threw him on the ground.

Si Sheng's body collapsed to the ground, and a dull groan came from his mouth.

The original arrogance was long gone. The man curled up on the ground like a dead dog, looking at Ye Tianming in fear.

Ye Tianming stepped on his face, looked down at him, and said coldly: "Now take your Shinto disciples to kneel down, kowtow and apologize!"

The cold voice, like the command of the god of death, made Si Sheng tremble uncontrollably.

However, the sense of dignity as the deputy leader of the Shinto sect still made him suppress the fear in his heart.

"You...don't even think about it! Do you think you can just defeat me? Let me tell you, I threw a myriad of poisonous insects in there before. If I die, you...you all will die too!"

Si Sheng's eyes were filled with hatred and ferocity.

Ye Tianming's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at him coldly, then slowly spread out his palm, revealing the golden insect that was like a thin thread.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

The ferocity in Si Sheng's eyes shattered in an instant, and the defenses in his heart completely collapsed. Only Ye Tianming's indifferent and cold voice was like a sharp blade falling on his throat.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Ye Tianming's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I'll give you one more chance, kneel down and apologize, otherwise..."

Ye Tianming did not continue speaking, but the murderous intent in his tone made Si Sheng feel as if he was falling into an abyss.

He knew that if he didn't agree, this man would really kill him!

"I...I kneel!"

The desire to survive eventually overcame the pride in my heart.

His faith completely collapsed.

Si Sheng trembled and agreed in humiliation.

Upon hearing this, Ye Tianming slowly loosened his feet and gave him some free space.

Si Sheng struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Yun Qingyao.

"Fairy Yun, I was wrong! I am a beast! I shouldn't have said such rude words to you, please forgive me!"

Si Sheng's voice was so faint that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Tianming's eyes turned cold as he glanced at the Shinto sect disciples who were still standing there in a daze.

They looked at their god-like deputy leader kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy obediently like a dog, and the support in their hearts completely vanished.

The look in the eyes of the man whom they thought was a gigolo seemed like a knife piercing into their hearts.

If they didn't kneel, I'm afraid... they would die.

This realization made them hang their heads, and they fell to their knees like dominoes.

"Fairy Yun, we were wrong! Please forgive us!"

"We shouldn't laugh at you. We are blind to your true worth!"

"Please spare us!"

Everyone kowtowed like crazy, the sounds rising one after another.

The disciples of the Jinguan Palace who had been suppressed and injured before stared at this scene in a daze, finding it extremely unbelievable.

These people, who were so arrogant and domineering just now, are now kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy like dogs that have lost their homes.

And the reason for all this is because of that man!

Everyone looked in silence at Ye Tianming who fell from the sky.

Ye Tianming watched this scene coldly, without any mercy in his heart.

"roll!"

Ye Tianming kicked Si Sheng and sent him flying.

"Take your men and get out!"

"If you dare to cause trouble again, it won't be just an arm!"

Originally, he wanted to kill Si Sheng, but Yun Qingyao just secretly conveyed a message saying that Si Sheng could not be killed for the time being.

Once they kill someone, it will be noticed by the higher-ups and they may be disqualified from the sect competition.

So Ye Tianming could only bear it.

Si Sheng stood up, tumbling and crawling, and left in disgrace with a group of Shinto disciples who were silent as a mouse, not daring to stay for even a moment.

Now, he had no doubt about the threat in Ye Tianming's words.

Seeing the Shinto Sect members fleeing in panic, the disciples of the Jinguan Palace instantly burst into deafening cheers.

"Long live the Golden Light Palace!"

"The Palace Master is so awesome!"

The particularly abrupt words “The Palace Master is so mighty” made Yun Qingyao’s originally relaxed body stiffen instantly.

A wave of heat surged up Yun Qingyao's cheeks, and she felt her ears were burning.

She gritted her teeth secretly and said, "Palace Master, you guys are so smart!"

Ye Tianming was very happy to hear this. The corners of his mouth slightly raised and a mischievous smile flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and put his arm around Yun Qingyao's shoulders, gently bringing her into his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"It seems that I am quite popular in the Golden Light Palace."

Yun Qingyao struggled for a while, but failed to break free from Ye Tianming's arms.

She glared at him in shame and anger, and whispered, "Why don't you let me go! There are so many people watching us!"

Ye Tianming smiled and blew into her ear, saying, "Let them watch, let them be envious."

Yun Qingyao felt her cheeks getting even hotter, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The disciples of the Jinguan Palace all gathered around, their eyes filled with respect and admiration.

They looked at Ye Tianming as if they were looking at a god descending from the sky.

"Palace Master, you are so awesome! You beat those guys from the Shinto sect away in just a few moves!"

A burly male disciple didn't know Ye Tianming's name and called him naturally.

"Yes, Palace Master, you are simply our idol!"

"Palace Master, can you teach us how to practice in the future? We also want to become as powerful as you!"

Everyone was talking at once, making Yun Qingyao's usually cold face look unusually delicate and shy like a little woman.

Ye Tianming was in a happier mood. He smiled and said, "I will definitely teach you when I have the chance. However, there are still some other things that have not been resolved!"

As he spoke, Ye Tianming looked at the few disciples who seemed to be frozen in time at the back of the bustling crowd.

Several disciples, led by Fang Lu, had distorted and weird expressions, and their heads were almost dropping to the ground.

They knelt down with a plop and said in a trembling voice:

"Palace...Palace Master, it is our fault that we did not recognize the great man. Please forgive us!"