I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Ten thousand meters away from the Beast Emperor Palace, a man stood sideways, half of his face hidden in the thick shadows, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that seemed to be tangible.

"Who are you, the villain, who dares to spy here?" A stern voice shouted, like a sharp lightning, instantly breaking the silence.

Ye Chongren turned around slowly, his eyes as cold as ice, without even glancing at the person who spoke.

In an instant, he suddenly swung out a palm, and at the same time, the reincarnation field rushed out like a surging black tide, tightly enveloping the man.

Bound by the powerful and strange power of the rules of the reincarnation realm, the man could not retreat even a little bit.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chongren's palm, which contained the power of half a step to dominance, exploded on his body.

There was only a shrill scream, and the man was instantly torn into pieces. Under the ruthless crushing of the reincarnation field, he turned into a dazzling blood mist in a moment and dissipated into the void.

"This... run..." "Hurry and inform Young Master Ximen Xue!" Behind that man, several disciples dressed in the clothes of the Ximen imperial family had fear in their eyes. They rolled and crawled, fleeing in panic like dogs that had lost their homes.

Ye Chongren did not try to stop them and let them leave. He looked as if all this was part of his calculations and he did it on purpose.

Ye Chongren's actions just now, the sound he made, and the energy fluctuations caused by the reincarnation field instantly aroused the vigilance of a disciple of the imperial clan with quite strong soul power outside the Beast Emperor's Palace.

He suddenly jumped up from his original position like a black lightning, his eyes as sharp as torches, looking straight in front of the Beast Emperor Palace.

In an instant, his pupils contracted sharply and he shouted sternly: "Be careful, a powerful enemy is coming!"

Almost at the moment he finished speaking, several of his companions stood up, their eyes as sharp as swords, staring at the direction where Ye Chongren was.

Suddenly, a figure flashed. Every step it took was like a space jump, covering a distance of a thousand meters in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of them.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" One of them asked coldly with squinted eyes like an eagle.

Ye Chongren's lips curled up into an extremely cruel smile, his head tilted slightly to one side, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light as he stared at them and said word by word: "The one who takes your lives!"

"Take our lives? Humph, you can..." However, the man had not finished speaking.

Ye Chongren attacked suddenly, without any prelude of using any force, and without any delay.

He unleashed a punch through the air, sending a whistling sound like a brilliant meteor streaking across the night sky. The man had no time to react before the punch pierced his chest.

A huge bloody hole appeared on the man's chest, and a sticky mixture of blood and minced meat spurted out like a fountain.

The man opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the horrific wound on his chest that could be seen through the light. His lips trembled as he wanted to look up again to see who had taken his life. However, before he could do so, his body fell straight back.

With just one punch, this disciple from the Ximen Imperial Clan died on the spot.

Ye Chongren shook his fist lightly, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and sneered: "As expected of a person from the Four Imperial Clans, his body is indeed much tougher than those of the Nine Sects."

But in fact, he had never touched the person whose chest was pierced, so how could he truly feel the strength of his body?

"You... you actually dared to kill someone from my Ximen Imperial Clan! Do you know what this means?"

One person's voice trembled. Although he was extremely frightened, his usual arrogant attitude made him unconsciously blurt out threatening words even in such a desperate situation.

However, he regretted his words halfway through.

Ye Chongren hardly paused, and suddenly a dark blue color appeared in his eyes, like an endless abyss.

The man happened to meet his gaze, and in an instant, he felt as if his brain was struck by a thunderbolt, his consciousness instantly dissipated, and his soul exploded.

His eyes lost focus for a moment and his body slowly fell down.

"What's going on? What happened to you?" The person next to him was speaking in a voice full of fear. He stretched out his hand and tried desperately to shake his fallen companion, but received no response.

The fallen companion looked as if he was dead, but there were no obvious wounds on his body.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my Ximen Imperial Family? Aren't you afraid..."

"Ximen Imperial Family? So what?" Ye Chongren interrupted him directly, his voice as cold as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, "You have come to my doorstep and you still dare to ask who I am?"

"Home? You...are you the Beast Emperor of the Ferocious Beast Clan?" The man suddenly realized, and his pupils trembled violently.

Ye Chongren raised a very sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, said no more, just gently stretched out his finger and tapped the air.

In an instant, several forces of reincarnation bound these people tightly like black iron chains.

The strength of these people should not be underestimated. They are all at the peak level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and they even possess some special methods that can enhance their combat effectiveness at critical moments.

However, in front of Ye Chongren's terrifying reincarnation field, they had no chance to use these methods at all, just like trapped beasts in a cage.

You know, before Ye Chongren went into seclusion, he was able to compete head-on with Ming Wang, a master of the fifth level of Half-Step Overlord. What's more, now that he has gone through seclusion, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

"You... why don't you kill us?" The member of the Ximen Imperial Family with the stronger soul power asked in a trembling voice, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Judging from the situation, the guy who calls himself the Beast Emperor doesn't seem to intend to take their lives immediately, or he doesn't have such plans for the time being.

Although he felt a little relieved, he was more confused.

Ye Chongren ignored them, but slowly turned around and looked towards the Beast Emperor's Palace.

At this moment, a subtle evasion flashed across his eyes, because above the palace hung the head of the Little Ming King.

Ye Chongren raised his slightly trembling hand and gently grabbed the air. The little Ming King's head slowly floated up and hovered in front of him.

He suppressed his inner grief and forced himself to look directly at the head, his breathing becoming rapid. However, when he truly saw the head's face, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely shattered.

It’s really the Little Ming King!