129: Chapter 129 A Lament for Humanity (Part 3)
Qin Xiaogan's expression was indifferent, like a cold statue, as he quietly watched the few people laughing wantonly before him.
His eyes were profound and calm.
Beside him, Yaner had been observing Qin Xiaogan, her gaze never shifting from him; watching the still-unruffled expression on Qin Xiaogan's face, she felt a bad premonition in her heart.
Her heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and a sense of unease quietly spread in the depths of her soul.
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, like two crescent moons, and she bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth, leaving a faint mark on her tender, pink lips, her eyes filled with worry and confusion.
That worry was like layers of dark clouds, pressing down on her until she could barely breathe.
That confusion was like a thick fog, making it impossible for her to discern what Qin Xiaogan was thinking at this moment.
Qin Xiaogan stretched, bored.
His movements appeared casual, yet they exuded an indescribable laziness.
"Their bones will be smashed one by one. Do you think what I said..." Qin Xiaogan's voice drifted over, carrying a hint of playfulness.
"is true or false?" he said languidly, his eyes full of indifference toward the situation at hand.
That gaze was as if he were looking at a group of insignificant ants, not worth him investing much attention in.
"Hahahaha."
A burst of wanton laughter suddenly rang out, echoing in the air, filled with mockery.
"Minister, this is the funniest joke I've heard all year."
The smile on Qingniao's face bloomed uncontrollably like a flower, his exaggerated expression as if he had seen the most ridiculous scene in the world.
His eyes narrowed into slits, the crow's feet at the corners clearly visible, his laughter filled with contempt and disdain.
And just at this moment.
Xie Buhui stepped forward and sneered, "Kid, you're quite arrogant. Today, I'll let you taste the flavor of the end!"
His voice was like a cold wind from hell, biting and bone-chilling, making one shudder.
Xie Buhui's eyes flickered with cold light, and a powerful sense of oppression radiated from his body, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.
Qin Xiaogan, however, remained completely unmoved, like an unshakeable mountain, and instead bared his white teeth at Yaner.
"Is it true or false?"
Yaner looked at Qin Xiaogan in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and confusion.
Is this person a lunatic?
Four Emperor-level powerhouses are surrounding him.
Does he still have the mind to play games?
Yaner paused, then said coldly to Qin Xiaogan, "You clown, I advise you not to resist, lest the Minister make your life worse than death!"
Her voice was bone-chillingly cold, carrying deep disgust and warning.
Qin Xiaogan seemed not to have heard her, continuing to do as he pleased, even chuckling.
"So this is your choice."
"How disappointing."
Hearing this, Yaner trembled with rage, her delicate body shaking uncontrollably, like a flower swaying in the wind.
"You death-seeking thing, you cannot even imagine the Minister's methods!"
Yaner shouted angrily, her voice becoming sharp and piercing from fury, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes burning with raging flames.
At this moment, Xie Buhui spoke up, "Stop wasting words with him, just attack!"
His voice was like a great bell, dignified and cold, carrying an irresistible command.
The four Emperor-level powerhouses launched their attacks instantly, their powerful strength surging toward Qin Xiaogan like a landslide or tsunami.
Wherever that power passed, the space seemed to twist, wild winds howled, and sand and stones flew.
Qin Xiaogan remained expressionless, his slender finger tapping lightly toward the front.
The moment his fingertip touched the void, a strange light suddenly bloomed, like a brilliant sun.
Where the light reached, that landslide-like power seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, instantly coming to a halt.
Xie Buhui widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
Qin Xiaogan's expression was calm, like a bottomless pool, and he said indifferently, "Ants..."
His voice was cold and detached, without a trace of emotion, as if stating an insignificant fact.
After saying this, he flicked his finger lightly, and that powerful force actually rolled back, counterattacking toward the four Emperor-level powerhouses.
That power was like a roaring dragon, carrying endless might, instantly throwing the surrounding space into turmoil.
The four Emperor-level powerhouses' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly tried to cope, but appeared somewhat flustered.
Their previously confident expressions were now replaced by panic, and beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down their foreheads.
"Who exactly are you!?" Qingniao exclaimed, his voice filled with fear.
"Everyone, steady!" another Emperor-level powerhouse tried to stabilize morale, but his trembling voice betrayed the panic in his heart.
However, Qin Xiaogan's attack did not stop.
He hooked his right index finger gently, and dark orbs of light appeared before him.
Those orbs of light were like the devil's eyes from the abyss, emitting a heart-palpitating aura.
Subsequently, the orbs of light transformed into countless beams of gloomy light, like a swarm of death-dealing ghosts, shooting rapidly toward the four Emperors.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of explosions rang out, deafening in volume.
The powerful impact was like surging waves, crazily wreaking havoc all around.
The entire venue fell into chaos, dust flew, debris scattered, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Yaner watched from the side, dumbfounded, her beautiful face now filled with shock and awe; she had never expected Qin Xiaogan to be this powerful.
She muttered to herself in disbelief, "This... how is this possible!!!"
Her voice trembled, carrying deep fear and confusion.
Qin Xiaogan, however, seemed not to hear, his expression stern, walking step by step toward the four Emperors.
Every step seemed to carry immense weight, making the earth tremble.
"Smashed one by one..." Qin Xiaogan's voice was as cold as frost.