Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 2324: Everyone can be talked to

The people smuggled with Ye Zhongming were sent back to the Star-Eye Clan first, while he returned to the Sheke Star side.

Seeing Ye Zhongming, Jie Su let out a sigh of relief and said with some helplessness, ”Brother, youʼve got quite the nerve—Yiseweiʼs father has been waiting for you for four cosmic days!”

Ye Zhongming smiled apologetically. ”Iʼll make my apologies.”

Jie Su shook his head. The head of a supermajor race, a peak expert—did he need your apology?

At least in this matter, Jie Su didnʼt think Ye Zhongming had done the right thing.

Ye Zhongming naturally knew he was in the wrong, but some things he had to do.

For Earth and Cloud Peak, to be honest, he would dare to challenge the whole world—let alone being a few days late.

They returned to the She Ke Star royal city, where Isewei and White Robe had been waiting anxiously.

”Old Ye, youʼve been driving us crazy these past few days—no way to reach you, and you didnʼt leave much instruction. We thought the Huoʼer Star people had taken you out.”

After White Robe and Isewei had returned from their romantic trip, they found that Ye Zhongming had stood up someone of Yaohan Suʼs caliber—that was just too... something.

Yisewei hadnʼt interacted much with Ye Zhongming, but they had fought together, and he had become sworn brothers with her lover and good friend Jie Su, so she didnʼt treat him like an outsider.

She gave him a shove, grabbed his clothes, and started pulling him toward a magnificent palace, changing her grip as she went, all the while grumbling.

”Youʼve got some nerve, kid—careful, my dad might spank you. Heʼs got a temper. What are you going to do when you see him?”

Ye Zhongming looked at Jie Su and White Robe, who were enjoying the show, and realized Yisewei was helping him—prompting him to apologize, and ruffling his clothes to make him look rushed, not deliberately late.

”Donʼt worry, Iʼll explain properly. I wonʼt make your father angry.”

”Whoʼs your father?”

As soon as Ye Zhongming finished speaking, a voice as steady as an ancient pine echoed from deep within the hall.

The Cloud Peak King immediately straightened.

Not because of the apparent rejection of his relationship with Isewei and the others, but because the voice had come swiftly and clearly, traveling through a ”Winding Path.”

This was a popular architectural feature among the supermajor races like the She Ke Star, the Reina Star, and the Huoʼer Star people.

Specifically, it was a special corridor leading to the core confidential areas.

Donʼt underestimate this corridor—it was so favored by these major races for its many advantages.

First, it had soundproofing capabilities, with adjustable direction—allowing one to either hear outside sounds normally or block external noise, simply by changing the orientation of certain ornaments in the corridor.

Second, its uniquely designed shape allowed for the highest density of formations per unit area, without restricting formation types.

Third, beyond formations, the corridor also contained various traps and mechanisms—anyone trying to attack the core from here would pay a heavy price.

Finally, the corridor offered ample room for races to unleash their creativity, allowing them to install all kinds of ingenious mechanisms and structures.

With its DIY-friendly nature and strong foundational properties, it became a favorite of the supermajor races, who competed to outdo each other in this clever architectural design, turning the structure—later collectively known as the ”Winding Path”—into a ”standard” building that displayed status and utility.

Eventually, a unified evaluation standard emerged: those scoring above level three were considered masterpieces!

Across the entire myriad races, there were only seven or eight such masterpieces.

The She Ke Star peopleʼs Winding Path was one of them, and the most famous—called ”Sound Kill.”

As the name implied, the She Ke Star people had designed and customized this structure so that the controller could embed their abilities into sound, transmitting it through the Winding Path, where it would then generate corresponding, amplified lethal attacks.

And this She Ke Star leader—Yiseweiʼs father—could use this ability to transmit only sound? How did he control the Sound Kill system to produce sound without launching an attack?

Ye Zhongming didnʼt think the building was broken.

This was a show of force!

The Cloud Peak King smiled wryly—it seemed he hadnʼt made a good impression on this big shot.

Fortunately, perhaps for his daughterʼs sake, the big shot didnʼt continue to make things difficult for Ye Zhongming and let the four pass through the Winding Path.

During the walk, Ye Zhongming naturally took the chance to study this structure he had only heard of but never seen.

It wasnʼt in the Library Palace, because it had only become popular in the last hundred cosmic years.

Isewei led the four into a room—and except for her, the others were quite surprised.

Because it was a small arena.

And the super powerhouse who, in Ye Zhongmingʼs imagination, should have been dressed in elegant robes, gazing calmly at the sunrise through the window, turning back with eyes that had seen through the world—was instead wearing something like a tight Earth-style vest, locked in a metal cage, fighting a super-level-nine beast.

Ye Zhongming recognized it at a glance.

”The Xiao Zhi Zai Beast”—mature form.

From its coat, its strength should be slightly above an average human great expert, roughly around one hundred twenty to one hundred thirty thousand Furelai.

And Yiseweiʼs father had suppressed his strength to about one hundred thousand Furelai, fighting this beast barehanded and without abilities, from a position of weakness.

Yet despite being ”weaker,” he could still spare a sliver of awareness to monitor the visitors. This big shotʼs strength was truly terrifying.

And watching for about half a minute, Ye Zhongming could see that even while fully suppressing himself, the big shot still held the upper hand. He had over ten gashes on his body, but the beast had three deep depressions—injuries that were already affecting its movements, putting it on the defensive.

The four watched quietly from outside until, two minutes later, the big shot won decisively, punching the beast dead on the ground.

At that same moment, the big shot suddenly released his suppressed power, moving to the edge of the cage in an instant, now facing the four at close range. His overwhelming aura bore down on them, making it difficult to breathe.

”I won, even when suppressing my own strength.”

”The reason I dared to do this was that if I were about to lose, I could release my power and turn the tide in an instant.”

”So let me ask you—what gives you the audacity?”