Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 761 - 770: Grasshoppers on a String

Who has ever seen someone bring a few hundred people only to be captured themselves, their few hundred brothers constantly retreating and being slain by one person, even too afraid to look directly at their brother's killer?

Even in movies, you'd expect the hero to get hurt, right? And in novels, isn't there often a saying: "Even an Immortal would be exhausted killing so many"?

This is definitely not human, could it be that they're actually a few hundred pigs? This time I came here, but why do I feel like it's not a threat, but rather like I'm sending my head on a platter from a thousand miles away?

The fox was extremely puzzled. Wasn't Ye Ling incapacitated? He was already disabled! Even for the one hundred and eight guards of Dragon Gate, it would take considerable effort to break through and kill in this crowd of several hundred.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll let you watch how your master behind you dies!"

"Oh right, I think you, being so learned, must have forgotten a phrase. Have you heard 'one force can subdue ten meetings'? Even if not, let me say something more commonplace."

"Any conspiracy is just rubbish in the face of absolute power, and those not yet dead old farts behind you, trust me, they will definitely regret their choices!"

The fox didn't speak. At this moment, he was somewhat perplexed. After roaming the jianghu for so many years, he'd never seen such a strange occurrence.

Several hundred attacking a few, only to be routed by one person—it's not reality. This is some big Hollywood blockbuster, written by an Oscar-winning screenwriter.

Ye Fei charged into the crowd, his body like a leopard, his eyes blazing with crimson intent to kill. He surged forward, his blade flashing past.

Shhh-shhh-shhh, a dozen men dropped to the ground. Ye Fei's expression didn't change; he surged forward again, his blade flashing like thunder, signifying the fading of life after life.

After just ten minutes, only half of the several hundred strong men of Dragon Gate remained, while Ye Fei was covered in blood, all of it from killing, spattered on his clothes.

He emitted a terrifying aura, one filled with bloodlust and brutality. As he swept through the crowd, everyone seen by him trembled, hastening to retreat on weak legs.

Mere bravado had terrified several hundred men into continuous retreat as they couldn't withstand this horrific presence.

The ground was littered with corpses, blood saturating the land. The so-called Caesar Hotel had firmly shut its doors. It was too terrifying; this was simply hell.

Ye Fei stopped the slaughter, knowing Ye Ling must have something to say. True to his expectations, the moment he ceased, Ye Ling walked out, looked around, and shook his head.

"This is your last chance. Tell me, who is your choice?"

Ye Ling stood before them like a king ruling over the world, with an aura of undefeatable dominance. Though disabled, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was a deity, an inviolable existence.

The several hundred strong men glanced at each other, seeing the fear in their companions' eyes. Then, all at once, they knelt on one knee.

"Long live the Dragon Lord! Long live the Dragon Lord!"

Roar upon roar, shouts surged like waves straight up to Cangqiong, signifying their absolute submission. Of course, Ye Ling never believed in any so-called loyalty.

"This is your last opportunity. If there's another time, there will be no mercy!"

Ye Ling said coldly, then with a cold smile, he reached out and grabbed the fox's collar, bending over slightly: "Would you do me the favor of accompanying me to Dragon City? Would you like that?"

The fox, who previously played the role of a military advisor, quickly nodded his head. How could he dare to refuse? The current situation was utterly one-sided, and he even began to doubt whether those ageless beings entrenched within Dragon City had the ability to withstand even a single assault from Ye Ling.

"Storm Dragon City, let the blood drench the earth!"

Ye Ling roared, his hand firmly grasping the fox, as they walked toward the towering castle nearby, which boasted a history of several centuries.

Dragon City had always been Dragon Gate's stronghold. Here, it possessed the strongest power of Dragon Gate, serving as the den of a terrifying, dark force that had repressed the world for centuries.

Even those at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage might not be able to penetrate it, as Ye Ling knew that there were no less than five such powerful beings within its walls.

But it was a pity that with Ye Ling's personal arrival, it didn't matter if it was the Tribulation Transcending stage, even those at the peak of the Divine Infant stage would have to die.

Inside Dragon City, within the council hall, several elders with white hair and beards sat around a large round table, with a bald old man holding a pipe, puffing on it.

Suddenly, a subordinate ran over in a panic, "Disaster, Elder, a great disaster has struck! Big Brother Fox has been captured, over a hundred of our men are dead, and the rest have all turned to follow Ye Ling. They're now heading straight for Dragon City."

The smoking Elder shook his head and took a heavy draw, "Ignorant fool, already a goner but still so ostentatious. How much longer could he possibly have till death?"

"Go, summon the five Supreme Elders for me. Dragon Gate is now at a critical juncture, and they can't afford not to contribute. Besides, the benefits they've reaped over the years are more than enough for them to fight to the death."

After the Elder spoke, he stood up and looked around at the group of old men, offering a faint smile, "You know, my old friends, I think it's time to bring out everything we've got."

"We're now all tied to the same stake; if one is honored, all share the glory, and if one is damaged, all share the loss. If I fall, do you really think that ruthless man will spare any of you?"

"Of course, I am aware that among you, there are some who still sit on the fence, watching and waiting, unwilling to make a decision until the very last moment."

"But believe me, fence-sitters will never fare well, so you must give it your all."

"Oh, and by the way, to ensure the safety of us all, I took the liberty of gathering your families in one place. For safety's sake, of course—it's easier to look after them together."

After the Elder spoke, the faces of the other Elders changed instantly, and one of them stood up abruptly, his fingers trembling as he pointed at the pipe-smoking Elder.

"Elder Cui, isn't this going too far? None of us said we wouldn't help you, but you've just taken our families hostage. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Elder Cui quickly shook his head, "See how you speak, you still have such a temper."

"Didn't I just explain? It's for safety, do you not understand? I've already secured a hundred doomed men to escort them to safety."

"What we need now is unity of heart. Old Li, Old Li, you're of such age yet still so hot-tempered."

"Oh, and by the way, your granddaughter is only in her teens, right in the prime of her youth. Surely you wouldn't hope for Ye Ling to break in? Once he does, who can safely escape?"

After speaking, Elder Cui looked around at everyone, a flash of madness and ferocity in his eyes, and burst into loud laughter.