He struggled to stand up, his blood staining his face and clothes red. He panted, looking extremely weak. However, his eyes were still fixed on Ye Zhang with determination as he slowly opened his mouth with a hoarse voice.
"The two of us know the truth of the match from ten years ago. Right now, my meridians are damaged and I am unable to train. It is all thanks to you."
"Ye Zhang, I have already become like this. Are you still not satisfied?"
Ye Zhang's face suddenly darkened. With a twisted face, he waved his hand and sent his spiritual power charging straight at Ye Ting!
Ye Ting was forced to kneel on the ground. His eyes rolled back and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. His consciousness started to fade, but his voice was sharp and piercing.
"Satisfied? What should I be satisfied? Ye Ting, what right does a piece of trash like you have to be a direct descendant of the Ye Family? I'm talented and intelligent, but I've always been bound by the identity of a bastard son! So what if I intentionally poisoned you so that you couldn't cultivate? Hahaha! If you have the guts, then beat me to death now!"
He lowered his head and stared at Ye Ting with a sinister look in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and whispered into Ye Ting's ear. Suddenly, he laughed sinisterly.
"You are also a fool. Do you think that you can still obtain the Ye Family's protection in the future when you have severed ties with them? However, it suits me. I don't mind torturing you while the people from the Ye Residence are out training."
"As for you ants… Why do you think that I, a middle-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, have kept you alive when I can crush you to death with one hand?"
"I want to trample on you. I want the Ye family to suffer in order to appease the hatred in my heart!"
He threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was filled with twisted excitement and cruelty.
Ye Ting suddenly raised his head and looked at him coldly. His dark face and eyes were bloodshot. "If you have anything, come at me. Don't bully my wife and daughter!"
Ye Zhang's smile was twisted for a moment. He lifted his leg and kicked Ye Ting out with strong spiritual energy!
Ye Ting crashed into a tree and slumped down powerlessly. His head was lowered and his mouth was bleeding. He was almost unconscious, but a foot was firmly stepping on his arm, making cracking sounds. Ye Ting's face turned pale.
"You think you're qualified to negotiate with me? Let me tell you, I'll find your daughter even if I have to dig three feet into the ground! I'll sell her to a brothel. Although she's a little ugly, she's still a rich mistress after all. That feeling will definitely be soul-stirring…"
Ye Ting suddenly raised his head, his eyes surging with hatred and fury. "You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
He mustered his strength and rushed forward madly. A powerful air current surged and he was sent flying by Ye Zhang's palm! He fell to the ground and vomited a large pool of blood!
"You want your daughter to live, don't you?" Ye Zhang teased as he looked at his sorry figure. Suddenly, he chuckled. "If you want your daughter to live, sure. If you have the guts, stand up now and fight with me."
"If you win, I won't cause any more trouble for your family anymore."
Ye Ting seemed to have heard the sound of hope and slowly propped himself up from the ground. His clothes were ragged and his hair was in a mess. However, a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at Ye Zhang the entire time as he raised his hand to circulate his spiritual power.
Bang!
Ye Zhang raised his hand and his spiritual force surged. He suddenly struck out with a tremendous force towards Ye Ting's abdomen!
Ye Ting staggered a few steps back, his face pale as his body swayed, but he did not collapse. At this time, the spiritual force did not let up, and like the pressure of Mount Tai, it attacked fiercely. He raised his hand to block the attack but still could not withstand the heavy blow and fell backwards like a broken kite!
Ye Zhang rushed forward, and the spiritual power in his hands flowed like a flood. In an instant, a hurricane erupted, and even the surrounding trees were almost uprooted by this gale! With a loud bang, a blinding light shot towards Ye Ting's chest!
A huge hole was smashed open with him at the center. Ye Ting collapsed into the hole, barely breathing!
The servant beside him said worriedly, "Master, he seems to be dying."
Ye Zhang's lips curled into a smile. He was extremely arrogant. "The Ye family is mine now. A useless person is dead. What's there to worry about?"
He raised his voice and said impudently, "Trash, stand up. If you want your daughter to live, think of a way to defeat me."
A burnt smell spread from the huge hole. Ye Ting lay on the ground and was buried by the sand. He heard Ye Zhang's laughter and moved his fingers. His consciousness supported him as he staggered to his feet.
No, he could not fall… He had to defeat Ye Zhang. Otherwise, his daughter would not live!
Ye Zhang walked over mockingly and looked down at Ye Ting from the entrance of the cave. He raised his eyebrows with contempt in his eyes. "Trash, why aren't you moving? Stand up if you have the guts. Stand up and hit me!"
Ye Ting's diaphragm was accumulating spiritual energy. Suddenly, for some unknown reason, he felt a powerful spiritual energy being injected into his back. It was like a mountain flood erupting as he waved his palm towards Ye Zhang, who was in front of him!
Boom!
The sky was bright, as if guided by a powerful force. Ye Zhang's expression changed; he was about to defend against the attack when his body was sent flying by the violent vibration! He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at the hole in disbelief!
"Ye Zhang, accept your loss." A clear voice rang out.