Chapter 102: Greed

When those words were spoken, it was as if Shi Potian were startled!!

"What?! Ye Wuque??"

"The very Ye Wuque who stirred the winds of the Central Realm, snatched the supreme opportunity from the eyes of several hegemonic forces like the Ye Clan, Zhen Tian Immortal Dynasty, Jun Family, and escaped unscathed??"

"It was him?! He actually left the Central Realm and came to the Extreme Abyss of our Southern Realm??"

"My god! It really is him! I've seen his image! Exactly the same!"

"Hiss... No wonder he's so composed; it's because he's that ruthless one!"

Boom!!

The crowd instantly erupted!

Compared with Xiao Jie's unfamiliar yet formidable power, the sensational impact of the name Ye Wuque is undoubtedly larger and more direct!

The series of earth‑shattering events in the Central Realm have long been spread through every channel across Boundless Heaven, and Ye Wuque's name has resonated far and wide, albeit mostly accompanied by the raging fury and sky‑high bounties of the major hegemonic forces!

Countless gazes refocused on Ye Wuque, but the meaning behind them had completely changed!

From initial shock, curiosity, and apprehension, they swiftly shifted to... horror, disbelief, and... an almost unmaskable, increasingly intense—greed!

"It's him! Absolutely him! It's said he not only obtained the greatest Supreme Opportunity from the Ancient Secret Realm, something that even Immortals find irresistible!"

"And more! Rumor has it he also wields a supreme treasure capable of leaving even the Ill‑Omened King helpless, allowing one to escape from the legendary ill‑fated great power!"

"My heavens! The greatest opportunity of the Ancient Secret Realm! The supreme treasure that escaped the Ill‑Omened King's clutches! This, this is literally a walking humanoid treasure vault!!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! If we could get him... even just one of those... hiss..."

Someone's breathing grew heavy, bloodshot veins filling their eyes.

Fine wine, crimson faces, wealth moves the heart!

Moreover, such a world‑shaking opportunity and treasure that even Immortal powers would turn green with envy?

The massive temptation instantly shattered many people's fear and reason.

Although Xiao Jie's displayed power is terrifying and Ye Wuque's notorious name has long spread, the lure of profit drives people to take reckless risks!

And besides, this place is a mix of fish and dragons, with countless outlaws!

Ye Wuque's half‑closed eyes slowly swept over the surrounding heated, greedy, even malicious gazes, and the playful curve at the corner of his mouth seemed to deepen.

He had long anticipated that exposing his identity would invite trouble, but he hadn't expected it to arrive so quickly, so perfectly timed.

The voice that first exposed his identity earlier clearly had ulterior motives; its master is probably hiding in the shadows now, hoping the situation spirals out of control to fish in the murky waters.

But he didn't act immediately, nor did he seek the source of that voice.

In fact, his heart was completely calm, without a ripple.

Because he was also waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to draw out as many of those hostile, covetous, even murderous Chimei Wangliang as possible, and then... wipe them out in one net!

So as to avoid endless future trouble.

He calmly gave Xiao Jie, who was itching to try and seemed ready to pick a fight, a slightly reassuring glance.

Then, under countless greedy gazes, Ye Wuque, as if nothing had happened, walked calmly to the black‑robed masked man that Xiao Jie had discarded but who still seemed to have a breath left, lifted him like a dead dog, attempting to search his soul or interrogate him.

However, the moment his Divine Sense just brushed the other's soul—

Bang!

A low, muffled thud; the black‑robed man's head, together with his soul core, suddenly exploded on its own, turning into a clump of filthy blood, dead beyond death!

At the same time, the few shattered corpses in the distance also self‑detonated almost simultaneously, turning completely to nothing, leaving no trace.

Death Warrior!

And they were trained, with extremely poisonous seals planted in their souls!

If the mission fails or they are captured, the seal triggers instantly, self‑destructing, leaving no clues for the opponent!

Ye Wuque casually tossed the headless corpse aside, his gaze slightly narrowed.

It seems those who covet his life have considerable backing and meticulous schemes.

And while Ye Wuque inspected the corpse, the crowd stirred again because of the death warriors' self‑detonation, no one noticed.

In a twisted Void shadow some tens of thousands of li away from this area.

A pair of infinitely deep eyes, as if they could pierce illusion, quietly watched it all.

The figure seemed to have fully merged with the Void, perfectly blending with the surrounding darkness and chaotic energy fluctuations.

Unless it chose to reveal itself, even being within arm's reach, its existence would be hard to detect.

A voice carrying faint amusement and icy murderous intent, like a thread, echoed only within that small shadow:

"Heh, that's interesting... they even hired a flesh so formidable as a helper? Seems they were prepared in advance."

"What a pity... Ye Wuque, no matter how many tricks you have, how strong your helper, offending my Jun Family leads to only one outcome..."

"That is... a death with no burial ground!"

His voice was calm, yet it contained absolute confidence and coldness that commands life and death.

He did not rush to strike, like the most patient hunter, hidden in the shadows, quietly observing his prey, waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow.

"Let those fools blinded by greed test the waters for you first, wearing down your reserves..."

At this moment, the atmosphere at the edge of the spacetime rift grew increasingly eerie and tense.

Countless gazes locked onto Ye Wuque and Xiao Jie, the greed in those eyes almost solidifying, heavy breaths rising and falling, various obscure Divine Senses frantically communicating, seemingly weighing, probing, waiting for the first being who could no longer hold back.

Xiao Jie felt the malice permeating the air, excitedly licking his lips, his fists cracking as he clenched, eager to try.

And Ye Wuque, still standing calmly there, like an unfathomable Ancient Divine Mountain, letting the undercurrents surge, he remained unmoving.

A dead silence and oppression like that before a storm shrouded the area.

Everyone knows that once someone makes the first move, it will trigger an incredibly bloody, mad siege against Ye Wuque!

And that Dark Shadow hidden in the Void, the playful smile at its mouth corner, grew ever colder.