Chapter 363: Killing Dong Hao
Just as Dong Hao was sighing at the fact that he had survived a catastrophe, a voice suddenly sounded, like the cry of an owl at night, breaking the dead silence around him:
"Dong Hao, right? One of the Twelve Knights of the Kingdom Organization?" Dong Hao's whole body shook violently, as if he was hit by an electric current. His nerves, which had been slightly relaxed, instantly tensed up.
He looked in the direction of the sound in fear, and saw Li Ye, dressed in a black suit inlaid with gold, appearing like a ghost not far away. Li Ye stood straight, and the gold lines on the black suit flashed coldly in the dim light, outlining a majestic pattern.
His face was stern and his eyes were dark and deep, like an abyss of ice that was bottomless, making people feel daunted.
Dong Hao swallowed his saliva, his throat was very dry. He pretended to be calm, but his voice trembled unconsciously: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Since the man in front of him could accurately call out his identity, how could he be an unknown person? An ominous premonition surged in his heart, as if an invisible big hand was slowly strangling his throat.
Li Ye's mouth corners slightly raised, and he let out a faint sneer, but the smile did not reach his eyes, instead it added a bit of chilliness:
"Don't be nervous. I'm just a little interested in the movements of the Kingdom Organization. You just got out of that war, so you should have a lot of stories to tell."
As he spoke, he took a step forward nonchalantly, the gravel under his feet making a crunching sound that was particularly harsh in the silent atmosphere.
Dong Hao subconsciously shrank back, his back pressed tightly against the cold wall, as if he could find a sense of security in this way.
He clenched his fists, and the black energy transformed from Dong Zhuo in his hand fluctuated slightly, as if it sensed its master's nervousness and uneasiness.
He knew very well that he was exhausted and was no match for the man in front of him, but he was unwilling to just hand over the information to him.
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm, "I have nothing to tell you. If you know what's good for you, leave now. Otherwise, when I recover, you'll be in trouble!"
Although his words were tough, he clearly lacked confidence. Under Li Ye's sharp gaze, Dong Hao felt as if he had been stripped naked, with nowhere to hide.
Li Ye seemed amused by Dong Hao's bluffing words. He laughed softly, and his laughter echoed in the empty courtyard, sounding even more eerie.
"Dong Hao, do you think you still have the capital to bargain now?" As he spoke, the spiritual power around him surged slightly, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.
Dong Hao suddenly found it difficult to breathe, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"You...what do you want?" Dong Hao's voice was completely weak. At this moment, he was full of regret, regretting that he should not have fled here rashly and fell into such a desperate situation.
He secretly calculated in his mind that if he could find an opportunity, he would try his best to break out. However, the strength of Li Ye in front of him was unfathomable, so how could he get rid of it so easily?
Li Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and like a hungry wolf locking onto its prey, he stared at Dong Hao intently and asked word by word:
"Tell me where is Tartarus, the headquarters of the Kingdom Organization?" Dong Hao's heart suddenly tightened, as if he was hit by a sledgehammer.
The location of Tartarus is the most core secret of the Kingdom Organization. Once it is leaked, he will be killed in the Kingdom Organization.
But the Li Ye in front of him exuded a powerful and terrifying aura. The oppressive feeling was like an invisible shackle that bound him tightly, making it difficult for him to even muster the courage to resist.
His lips trembled slightly, and he stammered, "I... I don't know. I'm just a small follower of the Kingdom Organization. How would I know the location of the headquarters?"
Dong Hao tried to get away with it by lying, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously, flashing in the dim light, betraying his guilty conscience.
Li Ye snorted coldly, the sound was like a sharp blade cutting through the air, full of disdain and threats.
"Humph, do you think I will believe your nonsense? One of the twelve knights of the Kingdom Organization doesn't know the location of Tartarus? Don't treat me as a fool."
As he spoke, he took a step forward. The spiritual energy around him became more and more violent. The air around him trembled. The gravel on the ground was picked up by this powerful force and swirled in the air.
Dong Hao's body trembled involuntarily, his legs became weak, and he could hardly stand. He knew that he was in an extremely dangerous situation at the moment. If he did not make a decision, his life would be in danger.
But the consequences of betraying the Kingdom Organization were equally terrible. His heart was like a tangled mess, struggling in pain.
"I... I really can't say it, please let me go." Dong Hao's voice was tearful and his face was full of despair and fear.
He raised his head and looked at Li Ye with pleading eyes, hoping to arouse a little mercy from the other party.
Li Ye was unmoved, his eyes were as cold as ice, without any emotion. "It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin. I'll give you one last chance, will you tell me or not? Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
His voice was low and eerie, like a messenger from hell, announcing Dong Hao's fate.
Dong Hao's body trembled even more violently, and he was torn between his conscience and his desire for survival. In the end, his desire to survive overcame his fear of the Kingdom Organization.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty: "Tartarus is... at the southernmost end of the Spirit Realm. There is an abyss shrouded in darkness. Tartarus is hidden in the deepest part of the abyss."
After saying this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and collapsed to the ground, his heart filled with despair.
"Then you are of no use to me. Die." A cold light flashed in Li Ye's eyes, and his tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air.
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand. In an instant, rich purple-gold thunder gathered madly from the void as if it had been mysteriously summoned.
The thunders were like nimble purple-gold dragons and snakes, surging and interweaving in his palms, making a deafening roar. The dazzling light illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime, stinging people's eyes.
Dong Hao's eyes widened with fear on his face. He tried to struggle to get up and run away, but his legs were as soft as noodles and he didn't obey at all.
He opened his mouth and wanted to call for help, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make any sound. He could only watch as the purple-gold lightning with the power to destroy the world hit him.
"Boom!" A loud bang shook the earth violently, as if the whole world was crumbling under this force.
Li Ye slapped his palm down heavily, and the purple-gold thunder instantly submerged Dong Hao. In the dazzling lightning, Dong Hao's body instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.
At the moment Dong Hao died, the black gas that had originally merged into his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, quickly gathered together, and turned into a ferocious little dragon.
A strong evil aura lingered around the little dragon, and his dark green eyes flashed with unwillingness and anger. He waved his claws and fangs in the air, as if trying to escape from this terrible place.
Seeing this, Li Ye sneered, his eyes full of determination. He flashed and instantly appeared in front of the little dragon, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the struggling black dragon.
Xiaolong twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from Li Ye's control. His sharp claws left white marks on Li Ye's arms, but could not hurt him at all.
Immediately afterwards, purple fire and golden thunder intertwined and surged in Li Ye's palm, burning fiercely.
The purple fire carried a mysterious glow, while the golden thunder crackled. The two powerful forces blended with each other to form an even more terrifying refining force, which madly invaded the black dragon.
The little dragon let out mournful howls, and his body gradually became illusory under the refining of the purple fire and golden thunder. The evil spirit also dissipated in the air like a pulled silk thread.
Li Ye stared at the little dragon in his hand, his eyes focused and cold, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. It was obvious that maintaining this powerful refining power was not easy.
But he had no intention of giving up. He was determined to completely refine this black dragon that contained Dong Zhuo's power and use it for his own benefit.
(End of this chapter)