King of Creation Chapter 1970 - 1955: My Identity?

Whoosh!

The basin-sized fist, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, fiercely smashed toward Zhu Hong’s bulging belly.

Zhu Hong’s pupils contracted to the extreme at that instant.

His innate divine ability depended entirely on this belly. If it were smashed, his ability would be completely rendered useless.

The life-threatening thing was, his innate divine ability had just devoured too much power from that Dao Realm strongman, whereas Zhu Hong was merely at the peak of the Sixth Stage of the Dark Palace Realm.

The disparity was immense.

Amid Zhu Hong’s grim laughter, when he thought he was destined to die, the ear-piercing and deafening thunder began to resound.

A purple Thunder Light, like a straight purple lightning spear, struck the huge fist of the Bear Clan Dao Realm martial artist before it could hit Zhu Hong’s belly.

As the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder crackled, Ye Zhen swiftly moved forward and gently lifted Zhu Hong, who had consumed too much power, to safety behind him.

The Bear Clan Dao Realm martial artist uttered a muffled groan involuntarily, and his iron fist, as if having been dipped in a hot oil pot, became incredibly charred.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is inherently the nemesis of the Demon Race, especially when Hee Wu was unprepared.

But because the Bear Clan had thick skins, otherwise, this single strike could have crippled that Bear Clan Dao Realm martial artist’s hand.

"Are you alright?" Ye Zhen turned to look at Zhu Hong.

In just that moment, Zhu Hong had recovered his breath and could move, "I’m fine now."

Primarily, Zhu Hong’s cultivation level was too low. Nevertheless, taking a Dao Realm punch with Dark Palace Realm Sixth Stage cultivation without injury was already something to be proud of.

The Killing Qi suddenly surged forward, and the eyes of the Bear Clan Dao Realm, just repelled by Ye Zhen, had turned blood-red, glaring at Ye Zhen with his nostrils flaring. Countless Earth Spiritual Power began to gather around him, and his muscles started rapidly swelling, growing a size larger in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Zhu, you and Qing Tong step back."

"Who are you, daring to cause trouble on the Fox Clan’s Tu Mountain?" Ye Zhen slightly folded his hands, terrifying Nine Heavens Divine Thunder flickered between his fingers as if it were a toy, making the berserk Bear Clan martial artist’s expression stiffen, and even the expressions of the Bear Clan Dao Realm martial artists behind him became solemn.

An individual capable of controlling the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder with such ease is undoubtedly worth their attention.

"Kai State, fall back for now." Earlier, the self-proclaimed Great Saint Xiong Cheng parted the crowd with a glance, directing his gaze at Ye Zhen with imposing pressure as mighty as a mountain, enveloping Ye Zhen instantly, "What are you to the Fox Clan?"

"What are you here for, what wedding contract?" Ye Zhen had overheard bits and pieces, not entirely clear, but had already formed a bad premonition.

"Of course, it’s to retrieve the bride!"

Xiong Cheng unfolded the long silk wedding contract in his hand, revealing an illustrious wedding contract right before Ye Zhen’s eyes.

"Your Fox Clan’s Ninth Elder has betrothed Hu Qingtong to our Immortal Bear King as his wife, and accepted the betrothal gift half a year ago. Now, we are here under the Bear King’s orders to fetch Hu Qingtong.

If you’re prudent, step aside quickly. If not—"

The Bear Clan Great Saint Xiong Cheng shook the wedding contract with a cold laugh, "We Bear Clan act without restraint, shedding blood on the wedding day isn’t anything significant."

Ye Zhen was startled, finally understanding why Ninth Elder Hu Buji wasn’t aligned with Clan Leader Tu Zheng.

It was because Ninth Elder Hu Buding had already conspired with the Bear Clan’s Immortal Bear King.

Given such backing, Ninth Elder Hu Buding dared to abduct Chi Ling’er to coerce Hu Qingtong into submission.

At this thought, cold sweat broke out all over Ye Zhen.

If Chi Ling’er were still in Ninth Elder Hu Buding’s grasp today, Hu Qingtong would have no choice but to wear the bridal dress and concede upon Bear King’s Great Saint Xiong Cheng’s arrival.

Imagining this scenario made cold sweat drip from Ye Zhen’s forehead.

Too ruthless!

Ye Zhen now only lamented how easily and swiftly Hu Buding had died.

That old codger, too vicious. He wouldn’t even spare Hu Qingtong—a widow with her child—and clearly, it had all been carefully orchestrated for quite some time.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen burst into laughter, jarring and piercing, reaching the skies!

As Xiong Cheng frowned, Ye Zhen’s cold laughter echoed, "What is Hu Buding anyway! Does he think Qing Tong is his to marry off?"

"Greetings Great Saint! Ninth Elder Hu Buding cannot dictate Qing Tong’s fate. Perhaps the Hu Qingtong in the wedding contract is another with the same name within the Fox Clan, or a relative of Ninth Elder Hu Buding."

"Please do take the contract and consult with Ninth Elder Hu Buding." Ye Zhen said solemnly.

The Bear Clan Great Saint Xiong Cheng, renowned as the Great Spirit among the Bear Clan, though not naturally endowed with intelligence, had grown shrewd through millennia of experiences.

Ye Zhen’s words might fool the typical Bear Clan member, but the Great Spirit Bear King Xiong Cheng wouldn’t fall for it.

"By the way, where is your Ninth Elder? I sent him talisman communications but received no reply. We’ve been here a while, why hasn’t he come?" Xiong Cheng first glanced at the severely beaten Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao.

Tu Jinggao froze a moment, stuttered briefly, "Well, we’re not sure either, but one of Elder Hu’s son, daughter, and three grandchildren were taken yesterday, and he went searching alone. We’ve had no updates."

"Yesterday? Close kin abducted? No updates?"

The Great Spirit Bear King Xiong Cheng immediately sensed something awry. They responded to Hu Buding’s notification swiftly, yet Hu Buding ran into an incident first.

However, regardless of Hu Buding’s occurrences, their objective remained unchanged.

"Then hurry to find him." Finished, the Great Spirit Bear King Xiong Cheng cautiously put away the wedding contract, "Boy, I don’t care who you are to Hu Qingtong, move aside. Today, our bride is Hu Qingtong, no other."

"Hu Qingtong, even if you are the future wife of the Immortal Bear King, don’t blame me for being unsparing! If anyone obstructs within ten breaths, my subordinates will slay mortals and deities alike..." It seemed Xiong Cheng wanted to avoid inflaming relations between Hu Qingtong, giving her one last ultimatum.

Hu Qingtong tense, wanted to speak but refrained under Ye Zhen’s intense gaze.

Hu Qingtong understood Ye Zhen’s silent message—Trust me!

"Future wife?"

Ye Zhen’s lips curled with a hint of disdain, "Great Saint, you probably aren’t aware of my identity?"

"Your identity?"

"Who are you?" The Great Spirit Bear King’s eyes were cautious, impressed by Ye Zhen’s extraordinary prowess.

A Ninth Stage Dark Palace Realm martial artist capable of wielding Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, facing Dao Realm martial artists without an ounce of tension or pressure—it couldn’t be ignored.

Maybe he’s one of those privileged fantasy descendants.

"Allow me to introduce myself properly, I’m Ye Zhen." With a wave, Ye Zhen gestured Hu Qingtong over.

Hu Qingtong obediently approached, embraced by Ye Zhen, her face full of shyness under the Great Spirit Bear King’s astonished gaze.

"Moreover, I am the husband of Hu Qingtong, whom you plan to wed, and the father of the orphan in your earlier claim, Chi Ling’er!"

"Do you think I can move aside?"

Ye Zhen’s moderate voice cast sudden silence across the area. Even Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao’s mouth was agape; it was beyond belief that Ye Zhen could be Chi Ling’er’s father.

But most moved was Hu Qingtong; before Ye Zhen finished speaking, her eyes welled up with tears!