Chapter 700: The Word 'Filial Piety'!

Ye Yuan received his own palm strike, his internal organs churning like a turbulent sea.

Hearing Ye Hang's shout, Ye Yuan forced a smile and said, "Father, rest assured, I will surely bring you all back safely!"

"Haha, you can't even save yourself, yet you're still boasting here! I want to see how you'll take them out today!" Zhao Tianyin laughed triumphantly.

Ye Yuan's face turned cold, and he said icily, "I have done as you said. Are you going back on your word?"

Zhao Tianyin shook his head and laughed, "Do you take me for a fool? That palm strike, though not light, is still within your tolerance. This injury doesn't affect you much."

Ye Yuan's physical body was now extremely powerful; the palm strike looked fierce, but his injuries were indeed still within a controllable range.

However, that palm strike was by no means light. Unexpectedly, Zhao Tianyin was still not satisfied!

"Then what will satisfy you?" Ye Yuan said coldly.

"Until I'm satisfied with the beating!" Zhao Tianyin said indifferently.

"Yuan'er, don't listen to him! If you injure yourself severely, won't you be at his mercy?" Ye Hang said with a trembling voice.

Ye Yuan cast a cold glance at Zhao Tianyin, then looked at his father in the cage. Gritting his teeth, he struck his own chest again with his palm.

This strike was heavier than the last, and Ye Yuan spat out another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Tianyin shook his head and said, "Still not enough!"

Without another word, Ye Yuan slammed his palm into his chest again.

With this strike, he sent himself flying!

Ye Yuan struggled to stand up, but he could barely keep his balance.

Ye Hang saw his son injured like this for his sake, and his veins bulged all over his body.

He shouted loudly at Ye Yuan: 'Yuan'er, stop fighting! Your father has let you down. You must kill this demon!'

With that, Ye Hang raised his hand and was about to strike his own crown.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianyin's lips curled into a cruel smile.

Just then, Ye Yuan suddenly roared: 'If you dare to commit suicide, I will die right before your eyes!'

Ye Hang's palm was already at his forehead, but upon hearing these words, he forcibly stopped it!

Seeing Ye Hang stop, Ye Yuan shouted: 'Father, do you not trust your son?'

Ye Hang's tears flowed like a flood, his heart filled with immense guilt toward Ye Yuan, and he sobbed: 'Yuan'er, your father believes you!'

Ye Yuan looked at his father with firm eyes and nodded: 'Father, just watch! If I don't kill this beast today, I swear I am not human!'

'Hahaha, what a touching scene! But... in your current state, what can you use to kill me? It seems you're not hurt enough yet. Keep hitting! Hit until you can't speak anymore!' Zhao Tianyin laughed loudly.

Ye Yuan glared fiercely at Zhao Tianyin and raised his hand for another strike!

Strike after strike, even though Ye Yuan's body was strong, he was now suffering severe injuries!

The front of his robe was soaked through with his own blood, looking hideous and terrifying.

'Little junior brother, stop hitting! If you keep this up, you'll die!' Shi Haoran could no longer bear to watch and couldn't help stepping forward to shout at Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan turned his head and gave Shi Haoran a grateful smile, but that smile carried a hint of a hero's twilight.

Ye Yuan's miserable state also moved the Windstorm Realm martial artists below.

Even as opponents, they now felt sympathy for Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan's filial piety moved everyone present.

No matter which world they were born in, the meaning of the word 'filial' was the same.

Ye Yuan knew clearly that this was extremely disadvantageous to him, yet he did not hesitate to harm himself.

Martial artists cultivate for themselves, and thus are relatively selfish. How many among them could go to such lengths for their parents as Ye Yuan did?

How could his filial piety not move them?

Zhao Tianyin's methods were too despicable, exploiting Ye Yuan's filial piety to act in such a way, yet not daring to face him head-on.

Was this man truly their king?

For countless years, the martial artists of the Hurricane Realm had for the first time doubted their faith.

However, no matter how badly Ye Yuan beat himself, he would stubbornly get back up.

This time, dragging his weary body, he asked Zhao Tianyin, "Are... are you satisfied?"

Zhao Tianyin laughed uproariously, "Hahaha... haha... Ye Yuan, I admit you are a man! But the path of martial arts is destined to be lonely! People like you are fated not to live long! Hahaha... Since you have shown such sincerity, I return them to you!"

Zhao Tianyin swung the iron chain in his hand, and the iron cage flew directly toward Ye Yuan!

Enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, Ye Yuan gritted his teeth and reached out to catch the iron cage.

Just then, a sinister smile flashed across Zhao Tianyin's lips, he muttered something, and shouted, "Explode!"

The sound resounded through the sky, stunning everyone!

Those martial artists had never imagined that a person could be so shameless!

At that moment, Ye Yuan's arms had just touched the darksteel cage. He grabbed Ye Hang and Ren Hongling's arms, and a vast surge of primal power erupted, instantly wrapping them tightly!

"Bang bang bang..."

The simultaneous explosion of over a hundred fifth-grade Flameburst Talismans was unimaginably powerful!

Given Ye Hang and his wife's strength, even a tiny touch would have blasted them to dust!

Ye Yuan mobilized all his primal power to protect his parents, using his own body to withstand the explosion of those hundreds of Flameburst Talismans!

Ye Yuan was blasted thousands of zhang away.

However, his hands clung tightly to the iron cage, and he was blown away together with it.

The moment he landed, Ye Yuan moved his mind and stored the iron cage into the Haotian Tower, while he himself crashed heavily to the ground.

This time, Ye Yuan did not get up again!

"Hahaha, foolish brat! What in this world is more important than one's own life? Willing to die for others, how utterly stupid! But because of your stupidity, it saves me some trouble! Now... I'll send you on your way!" Zhao Tianyin flew to a spot not far from Ye Yuan and laughed loudly.

He raised his palm, about to strike Ye Yuan, when Xing Yuan finally could no longer hold back and intervened!

"Zhao Tianyin, you are utterly shameless! Don't you dare touch Ye Yuan!"

Zhao Tianyin gave him a cold glance, casually struck out with his palm, and sent Xing Yuan flying!

"Hmph! A mere Pill King, repeatedly acting presumptuously before me—do you really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you? In this remote place like the Hurricane Realm, even if I killed you, the Alchemist Association would hardly bother to investigate!" Zhao Tianyin had finally lost all patience with Xing Yuan.

"Master!" Shi Haoran and the others caught Xing Yuan.

With just one blow, Xing Yuan was severely injured!

But Zhao Tianyin soon turned his attention back to Ye Yuan, sneering, "Weren't you just now very arrogant? Weren't you saying you would kill me? Now, let's see who kills whom!"

Zhao Tianyin waved his hand, condensing a sword of primal power, and shot it toward Ye Yuan!