Mo Xiaoqi fidgeted awkwardly and said sheepishly, "Brother Yang, Xiaoqi didn't mean to keep it from you on purpose. It's just that my father…"
Yang Kai raised his hand. "No need to explain. I understand."
Mo Xiaoqi had clearly been afraid that her father's reputation was too intimidating, which was why she had never mentioned her identity to Yang Kai before. Now that Yang Kai had seen through it, she felt somewhat uneasy.
Yang Kai smiled. "The Beast Martial Emperor is the Beast Martial Emperor, and you are you. The person I know is the clever and mischievous Mo Xiaoqi — not the daughter of the Beast Martial Emperor."
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoqi thought about it seriously for a moment, then suddenly broke into a relieved smile, the corners of her eyes curving into crescent moons — a truly lovely sight.
Just then, Yang Kai's expression suddenly sharpened, and he looked up toward the void.
At the same time, Zhang Ruoxi let out a low cry: "Sir!"
As she spoke, her Origin Power surged with unmistakable agitation, and she gazed warily toward the sky.
Ruoxi could sense it too? Yang Kai glanced at her in astonishment and found that her beautiful eyes had turned ice-cold, utterly unlike their usual gentle softness.
Yang Kai was secretly startled, growing more and more convinced that something peculiar lay in Zhang Ruoxi's bloodline.
In that tranquil sky, ripples suddenly spread across it as though a stone had been tossed into a still lake — faint at first, but rapidly expanding outward, growing ever more pronounced.
Before long, the space at a certain point in the sky began to distort, and a clear yet eerie wave of power rippled over from that direction.
"Space Force!" Yang Kai's pupils contracted, shock flooding his heart.
He had never expected to encounter such an unmistakable manifestation of Space Force in a place like this. What was happening before him could only mean one thing — someone had torn through space and was crossing over from an impossibly distant location. And judging by the fluctuation of that Space Force, the newcomer's mastery and study of spatial power was at least on par with his own — perhaps even above it!
Yang Kai's expression turned utterly solemn. He had no idea who was about to arrive, but anyone capable of tearing through space to traverse such distances had to be extraordinarily powerful.
Who was it? And what business could they have here?
He dared not let his guard down for even an instant. With swift movements, he recalled his Dharma Body while secretly stirring his Emperor Yuan in preparation.
Had he been alone, he could have simply left the area and hidden himself to observe from afar. But with Zhang Ruoxi and Mo Xiaoqi at his side, and Liu Yan still within the phoenix egg, there was no way he could flee.
"Aah!" Mo Xiaoqi had also noticed the anomaly in the sky. After a frightened cry, her beautiful face went pale. In a flash she darted behind Yang Kai, trembling like a mouse that had run into a cat, and whispered urgently, "Brother Yang, let's run! If we don't run now, it'll be too late!"
Yang Kai's face darkened. "It's already too late to run."
Craaaack —
The sky split apart as if some invisible beast had opened its maw, ready to devour whoever stood before it.
Under Yang Kai's taut scrutiny, a single foot suddenly stepped out from that pitch-black rift.
Thud —
Though the foot came down on empty air, to Yang Kai it felt as though it had stomped straight onto his heart. His face paled involuntarily, and his aura plummeted in that instant.
So powerful! Yang Kai's eyes filled with shock. He had known from the start that the newcomer would not be weak, but only now did he realize he had severely underestimated the other's strength.
This person was absolutely a third-level Emperor Realm master — and not an ordinary one at that!
After that foot emerged, a figure slowly stepped out of the rift, strolling through as though stepping out of his own front door for a leisurely walk, his expression serene and carefree.
Only then did Yang Kai get a clear look at the newcomer.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in the robes of a scholar. His bearing was extraordinary, and a faint, amiable smile hung on his face — the very picture of a harmless gentleman.
The moment he appeared, his gaze swept casually across the scene before locking onto Yang Kai, his smile turning faintly enigmatic.
Gulp —
Though he knew he could not afford to lose ground in a contest of aura, Yang Kai still found himself swallowing hard. Pinned under this man's stare, he felt like a lamb fixated by a hungry wolf — every fiber of his flesh trembling uncontrollably.
And it did not end there. After the middle-aged scholar stepped forth, yet another figure emerged from the spatial rift.
Unlike the scholar's unhurried stroll, this second person blazed forth like a raging inferno, her presence so overwhelming that the temperature in the surrounding air spiked the instant she appeared.
She was a woman of exquisite beauty and alluring curves — full-bosomed, slender-waisted, her scarlet lips radiant as gemstones and shimmering with an otherworldly glow. Her skin was porcelain-white, smooth enough to seem as though it might break at a breath. Her dewy eyes, brimming with moisture, could set any man's imagination racing. And above all, her fiery crimson hair delivered an overwhelming visual impact, making it impossible to look away.
"What the hell — it's her?!" Yang Kai nearly bit his tongue, unable to stop the curse from erupting in his mind.