SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

He sighed again, flicking the ash from his cigarette between his fingers: "Never mind, they're just insignificant people."

Suddenly, Lin Ye looked up sharply at the sky—

A dark figure was falling toward him at a visible speed, leaving a blurry afterimage!

His fingers, holding the cigarette, paused slightly. His eyebrows furrowed, and the cigarette between his teeth swayed as he spoke: "Damn!"

"I hope this kid misses his target and doesn't smash my car."

Unexpectedly, it happened...

"boom--!"

The dark figure slammed straight into the hood of the black sedan like a cannonball!

With a piercing, twisting sound, the car body instantly shattered into countless parts, scattering dust and debris everywhere.

At the same time, a suppressed coughing sound came from the ruins, faint yet clear.

Lin Ye's face darkened completely. He took a deep drag on his cigarette: "Damn it, we parked in the most secluded spot, and this kind of accident still happened?"

"Today is a great day to buy lottery tickets."

After saying that, he held up his black umbrella, trudged heavily through the puddles, and walked toward the wrecked black car with a gloomy expression.

"Cough, cough..."

Another soft cough came from the wrecked car.

Youzheng struggled to prop himself up, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his voice tinged with the shock of surviving a disaster: "As expected, an SSS-level calamity... Two awakened individuals at the seventh rank are completely no match for it."

He took a deep breath, the aura of a seventh-tier high-level cultivator barely swirling around him, supporting him as he shakily stood up:

"We must quickly report to Your Excellency that the Black King is still alive..."

Just as he was about to stagger away.

A figure holding a black umbrella stood silently in front of him.

Youzheng paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the wrecked vehicle at his feet. A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, followed by a disdainful sneer.

He's just an ordinary mortal, yet he dares to block his way?

"You're laughing too soon."

Lin Ye looked up at him, his voice calm and undisturbed, "You damaged my car."

"Oh……"

Youzheng sneered again, a mocking smile curving his lips: "And then? What do you, an ant, want to do?"

Lin Ye casually flicked the cigarette butt away; a spark traced a brief arc in the rain, the sound remaining perfectly calm.

"This car originally cost 500,000 yuan. Since you damaged it, you should compensate 5 million yuan."

Youzheng's eyes suddenly froze, then he laughed in anger as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

A terrifying aura of a seventh-level high-level cultivator erupted from his body, and an invisible wave of air splashed the surrounding water!

"This is brilliant! They've even dared to try and extort money from me."

"I didn't want to slaughter innocent people, but you've already crossed me."

His voice grew increasingly somber, his icy eyes fixed on Lin Ye as if he were looking at an ant:

"Remember to be a humble person in your next life."

"Whoosh—!"

A sword light carrying immense power suddenly tore through the rain curtain, heading straight for Lin Ye's neck!

The air was instantly sliced ​​apart, producing a piercing shriek!

Lin Ye remained calm, not even blinking.

Just as the sword light was about to touch his skin, his figure suddenly turned into a blurry afterimage and vanished from the spot!

"boom--!"

Youzheng's pupils constricted sharply, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly—

An overwhelming pressure that made his soul tremble instantly enveloped him like a curtain of the sky!

That oppressive aura carried a world-destroying power.

The pressure was so intense that he could hardly breathe.

The power of a seventh-tier expert was as insignificant as an ant before this oppressive force.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

He can't even stand up straight.

He could only watch helplessly as a large, calloused hand reached for his head.

next moment,

The large hand had already gripped his head tightly, and a deep voice exploded in his ears like thunder:

"Remember to be a humble person in your next life."

"Bang--!"

The blood plasma, like exploding red fireworks, splashed into the rain and was instantly diluted.

Youzheng's body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist and completely dissipated into the rain.

Lin Ye's figure had returned to its original position, the black umbrella steadily held above his head, as if he had never moved.

He took out a lighter and lit another cigarette.

Amidst the swirling smoke, looking at the completely wrecked vehicle before him, a bitter expression appeared on his face:

"What bad luck, such an undeserved disaster."

But the next second, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "It's been a long time since I've had a romantic stroll with my wife."

"How about... we leisurely walk back this time?"

"boom--"

The roar of the engine grew louder and louder as it approached.

Lin Ye, a cigarette dangling from his lips, twitched slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "You dare to venture into the Sixth Special Zone at this hour?"

"Which faction is so reckless?"

A few seconds later.

A black Maybach suddenly burst through the rain.

The tires traced a magnificent drift arc on the flooded road.

The car body was already visibly broken into pieces.

The front bumper was drooping, the windows were cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and even a wisp of white smoke was rising from under the hood.

It's like dancing the "dance of death" on the verge of death.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, then flicked his cigarette butt into the rain, the sparks instantly extinguished in the downpour: "How can a car in this state still be driven?"

"Goodness... he's got half the madness I had back in the day."

He shook his head and smiled, his fingertips tracing the umbrella handle, a hint of reminiscence for his youthful arrogance flashing in his eyes.

"boom--"

The Maybach roared toward the center of District 6 at off-the-charts speed!

As the wheels rolled over the blood-soaked puddle, a cloud of murky blood suddenly shot up and flew straight into the woods!

Lin Ye's smile froze on his face instantly.

He hurriedly held the black umbrella in front of him, but he was still a beat too late—

A drop of blood splattered on his forehead with a "plop".

His face suddenly darkened, and he cursed at the departing Maybach, "Does the hell not know how to drive?!"

"Can't you see the blood splattered all over my face?"

"If I hadn't tempered my temper over the years, I wouldn't care who you are, I'd send you all to your next reincarnation immediately!"

Inside the Maybach.

Lin Mu, in the passenger seat, suddenly felt a little dazed.

He glanced at the rearview mirror; the figure holding the umbrella had long since shrunk to a tiny black dot.

He murmured to himself, "Why does it feel like... that person just now looked a bit like..."

He then shook his head, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips: "I must be hallucinating from being too hasty. Why would Dad come to a place like this?"

"Even if he were stupid, he couldn't possibly stand by the roadside without his car in this torrential rain, could he?"

"Besides, in the current Sixth Special Zone, what ordinary person would dare to venture there?"

The deafening shouts of battle were getting closer and closer.

With a slam of his foot on the gas pedal, the Maybach's engine let out its final roar:

"Damn! I hope we're not too late!"