Chapter 517 Kneel Down Now (Part Three)
Whilst heavily breathing, the man showed respect to the group while addressing them. "My Lords,
please spare my life!"
ncing between the men and the bewildered Austin, he asserted with all the bravery he could muster.
"Actually, when Austin killed the good-looking hero from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom, I-I was
there! I can testify against him."
The eyes of the man shook with desperation and his voice wavered ever so slightly. "I should have tried
to stop Austin from fighting the mighty hero but—" he paused just for dramatic ir and frowned. "It was
a pity that I was not powerful enough to beat him inbat."
When the man noticed the doubtful and uncaring expressions of the group, he raised his voice higher
and pleaded with his hands tightly sped in front of his teary face. "My Lords, you do not know the full
truth! Actually, Austin had always been arrogant, and-and he is a mass murderer with much blood on
his hands!"
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"My Lords, I implore you to kill Austin at once! He is a threat!"
Grasping his robes for the pockets filled with various items and tokens, heid down the prized objects
in front of him and looked up and presenting his utmost honest expression. "And, my Lords, this is a
Spiritual medicine and a Vital Energy Crystal that I obtained from the Mysterious Nether World."
Rubbing his hands together in an attempt to persuade the group of men, he continued to beg. "I would
like to dedicate all of them to you. Please spare my life for my loyalty to all of you."
The man down on his knees begging for mercy surprised everyone, including the nine high-level
cultivators in the air from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.
After staring at the face of the kneeling man ever since he had broken out of the line and bowed his
head in front of the group, Austin soon figured out the identity of the male. The man in question was a
top disciple of the Blood Hero Gang, and if his memory served him right, his name was Morris.
Recalling the instance wherein they had encountered each other deep in the Medicine Valley, he
remembered the same individual being a witness to his triumph over the young boy cloaked in white
garments from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom. However, it was then obvious to him that Morris''
story did not reflect the real event, and Austin exhaled in vexation. A lie for mercy--that was what it
was, as Austin clearly thought back to what happened, wherein Morris never even attempted to
dissuade him from killing the other boy in battle.
With a bout of unexpectedughter, Austin had mirth in his face when he saw through the falseness of
Morris'' character.
Because of the man''s sudden confession and admittance of unwavering loyalty, not a long moment had
even passed before a dozen more cultivators from the Violet Orchid Empire followed him and knelt with
their foreheads touching the ground.
While the cultivators gathered beside Morris and altogether begged the high-level warriors to spare
their lives, they had also begun to berate Austin for his criminal actions regarding the killing of the
young boy in white from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom. Just like Morris, the people attested to
the fact that they, too, tried their best in preventing the young hero from being harmed by the hands of
Austin.
As they knew well deep into their minds that no good wille out of facing the nine high-level
cultivators directly, they thought it would be best to have asked for mercy instead, even just a little—
even just for the price of the life of one of their greatest cultivators. After gracefully casting Chauncy''s
ancestral tablet upon the ground, one of the members, the young man in pale clothes, just stood
floating in the air like a deity with his hands crossed behind his back.
Waiting for Austin to kneel down himself and start apologizing to the ancestral tablet made of stone, he
started to imagine the cruelest ways in which he could torture the man to his heart''s content.
Confusion slowly reared into his head as Austin did not seem to budge from his spot despite the
intimidation that surrounded him. Even though the other cultivators trembled in fear before their
presence, the stubborn man stood still, arms crossed against his chest, his right eyebrow raised, and a
bold sneer adorned his face. Looking at Austin, he felt the slightest bit of incredulity at the faint
murderous glint in his eyes.
Due to his unrelenting nature, the young man in white seethed with rage.
Unfortunately, the annoying presence and perpetual begging of the dozen men irked him to no end.
Hearing the cacophony of inharmonious voices, he snarled his lip at the disturbance.
"Now that all of you have attested to being present at the killing of Chauncy, I shall regard all of you as
aplices to the crime!" The man in white dered, which silenced the cultivators at their feet. "Go
to hell!"
An angry shout echoed throughout the grounds and the cold tone of the man sent chills to the bottom
of their spines. Just then, an overwhelming avnche of ice and snow crashed towards the dozen men
from the Violet Orchid Empire who were touching their foreheads on the ground for mercy. The men did
not even have time to dodge or scream as they were immediately attacked with an onught of
coldness.
It only took another split second and a wave of his hand when a strong gust of freezing wind brought
about ice on the ground they walked on. Numerous and deadly fist-like hail seemingly fell down from
the stormy sky and flew everywhere. Terrified shrieks covered the field due to the fact that each of the
hail was filled with terrible power, as they were aware of the injuries that could be procured from a hit
by any of the pellets of frozen rain. Broken bones and vital organs, along with meridians could be hit
with such an attack if any of itnded on their bodies.
"No!" Many of them protested, desperately trying to find shelter from the offensive magic. "My Lord!
Show us mercy, please!" The men and women of the Empire implored as the continuous attacks of cold
and ice made them delirious and irrational.
The overwhelming snow was unrelenting, callously burying half of the popce with their shivering
frames and shuddering voices.
However, it was to no avail as the young man in white was uncaring to their cry for mercy. ''They can
plead all they want. They are worthless to me, '' he thought coldly, his hair softly ruffled by the wind and
covered his features, momentarily hiding the spite evident on his face.
Soon enough, the grounds were covered with ice sculptures, as a dozen people were all entrapped
within the brutal wind and malevolent snow brought upon by the mighty cultivator.
The young man, with his robe billowing behind him, feasted his eyes on the destruction he had caused
upon thend and snapped his fingers without hesitation. Within the blink of an eye, the ice sculptures
crumpled into irreparable pieces as the fist-like hard hail moved with powerful precision towards the
bodies encrusted in snow.
With barely a single move, the man had managed to kill a dozen men, which silenced their cries forever
with their deaths.
Just from witnessing the abrupt end of a massacre, Austin promptly discovered that the young man''s
cultivation had reached the same Medium Level at the Sky Realm as he did. Cracking his knuckles and
exhaling deeply through his mouth, he mentally prepared himself for the oing battle against the
cultivator.
Turning towards Austin, the cold wind around him grew stronger and with a loud voice that carried over
the hail and storm and he cried out. "Weakling! How dare you ignore my order!"
"I said kneel down!" the man in a white aura began as he drastically became more powerful.
After killing a dozen men by himself, the young man in white, a representative from the Heavenly
Dragon Holy Kingdom, raised his hand again and a flurry of cold emitted from his body. With a shout of
"Die!", an intense and overwhelming wave of ice and snow hurtled towards Austin.