Chapter 530: Utter Ignorance

The thought of fleeing sprouted wildly in the hearts of the four like wild grass.

Facing such an utterly unbeatable existence, there is only death left!

However, the thought rose only to be crushed by deeper fear; they dared not run!

They are afraid!

Afraid that any tiny movement—turning, flapping wings, turning into a flash of light—would be seen as provocation and instantly invite Ye Wuque's Lei Dian suppression!

With Ye Wuque's previously incomprehensible, unheralded method, killing them might truly require only a single thought!

Even the courage to flee was completely stripped away under the absolute power gap and the shadow of death!

They could only stand like lambs awaiting slaughter, frozen in place, awaiting the judgment of that forbidden being, their hearts devoured by endless fear and despair.

Yet, just as their nerves were stretched to the limit, believing Ye Wuque would at any moment cast his cold gaze and casually decide their fate—

They looked up in terror, only to find that Ye Wuque hadn't even glanced at them!

From start to finish, Ye Wuque's gaze remained fixed on Dou Tianxiong, his mouth even still bearing a faint smile that had not fully faded.

It was as if his casual flick that sent the four flying had merely brushed away a few annoying mosquitoes—trivial and unremarkable.

At this moment, he was catching up with an old friend; those four once‑radiant, overbearing fierce stars perhaps didn't even merit being background props in his eyes, and were utterly ignored!

This disregard, more than outright scolding or harsh suppression, made Jin Lieyu and the others feel a piercing, bone‑deep humiliation and embarrassment!

They are descendants of Pure‑blooded Fierce Spirit of a top‑grade bloodline!

Each is a peerless monster cultivated by their own peoples!

Wherever they go they are the focus, revered by all!

Never have they been so completely and contemptuously ignored before!

It was as if they were merely stones on the roadside that could be kicked aside, not even worth a second glance from that being!

"Ha ha, it's been a long time since we last met, what a coincidence to run into each other here."

Ye Wuque seemed oblivious to the surrounding roar of discussion and focused gazes, and simply gave Dou Tianxiong a faint smile, his tone carrying a genuine sigh.

Indeed, since their parting, he has fought along the Star Sky Ancient Road and battled the Border Wasteland, while Dou Tianxiong has his own path; though both stand on the Zhutian Stage, fate has always kept them apart.

Now, an unexpected reunion in the early segment of the Origin Ancient Road, where Zhutian monsters gather, is truly destiny.

"Isn't that right! I've been wanting to find you, big brother, but never got any solid news. Who knew we'd run into each other in Emperor Beast City! That's wonderful!"

Dou Tianxiong rubbed his hands excitedly, his face full of reunion joy, having long since cast the recent life‑or‑death clash and Jin Lieyu and the others out of his mind.

With Ye Wuque by his side, he felt immensely safe and grounded.

"Let's go have a couple of drinks and talk properly."

Ye Wuque patted Dou Tianxiong's shoulder, his gaze shifting to the towering, cloud‑piercing, lavish Tongtian Tower.

"Alright! You treat!" Dou Tianxiong grinned, quickly stepping aside.

The two exchanged a few words, relaxed, as if the heart‑pounding battle and the ensuing crushing turmoil had never occurred.

They walked side by side, unhurried, heading straight toward the radiant, million‑mile main gate of Tongtian Tower.

All the way, Ye Wuque never cast even a stray glance toward the direction where Jin Lieyu and the others stood, as if that spot were empty.

Under countless intricate gazes, the two figures quickly vanished within the splendid, palace‑like gates of Tongtian Tower.

Only after Ye Wuque and Dou Tianxiong's silhouettes were fully swallowed by the tower did the massive, unseen pressure that had cloaked the scene seem to ease a little.

Still frozen in the Void, Jin Lieyu, Jin Yang, Lei Shun and Qing Fen, after an ordeal that felt like an endless Epoch, finally exhaled the stagnant breath trapped in their chests, their bodies trembling, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

The gratitude of surviving the calamity flooded them like a tide.

Yet that relief lasted only a heartbeat; immediately after came a more venomous, more mortifying sense of humiliation.

Ye Wuque... just left like that?!

Not even a glance at them?!

Not a warning, not a look, not even a hint of a disdainful snort?!

Just... completely ignored them?!

"Puff—!" Jin Lieyu, already gravely wounded, now felt a surge of angry panic; combined with the bone‑deep humiliation, another large mouthful of pale gold Primordial blood spurted out, his aura waned again, his eyes darkened considerably.

Jin Yang, the princely handsome face now twisted almost feral, his teeth chattering, golden pupils flickering with unstable flames—anger, humiliation, resentment, and above all, lingering, inextinguishable fear.

He stared fixedly at the tightly shut gate of Tongtian Tower, as if to burn it through.

Lei Shun's expression was so sullen it seemed it could drip water; the occasional electric sparks around him appeared feeble, full of decay.

He had always prided himself on speed and cold arrogance, yet today he was swept away like trash without even seeing the enemy's move, and finally ignored like air—an unprecedented blow.

Qing Fen's lone foot's blue flame had long been extinguished; he lowered his head, his expression unreadable, yet the violent, chilling aura radiating from him seemed almost solidified.

He wanted to roar, to vent, to charge into Tongtian Tower and perish with Ye Wuque, but the lingering reason and the searing terror suppressed that impulse.

The four's eyes flickered violently, chests heaving, a torrent of negative emotions colliding inside them like boiling magma.

They wanted to erupt, to howl, to do something to salvage their shattered dignity, even if only to utter a few harsh words...

But in the end, all impulse vanished when they recalled the Black Robe Figure's calm gaze and the incomprehensible terrifying power of that casual brush.

"Go!"

Jin Yang forced a word through clenched teeth, his voice hoarse and dry, laden with deep resentment and... a tremor he himself would not admit.