At this moment, Du Yuemian finally understood what her father wanted to do.
To perish together with Feng Zhan.
She knelt on the ground, helpless, her eyes filled with despair and sorrow.
"Young Master! I beg you to save my father! Please!"
Du Yuemian kowtowed her delicate forehead to the ground, pleading without stopping. Even though her forehead was already covered in bloodstains, she did not cease.
Her eyes were filled with frost.
At this moment, Ye Ming was her only hope.
But after a long time, Du Yuemian heard no movement, nor any reply. The person she was waiting for did not appear.
Her heart, at this moment, felt as if it had stopped beating.
The world!
Had also become quiet!
"Wh-what's going on?"
Logically, after such a long time, her father should have already self-detonated his true essence.
Du Yuemian raised her head, and when she saw the state of Du Tianen and the others, she was completely dumbfounded.
Because everyone's actions were frozen.
Some people's mouths were agape in terror!
Some were frozen in the act of fleeing!
Even Feng Zhan, a Martial Emperor, was frozen in the motion of lifting a foot, with Du Tianen hanging from his leg.
Even the falling leaves dancing in the wind were still at this moment.
"Silly girl, look at how you've hurt your head!"
In Du Yuemian's bewildered vision, streams of white light flew towards her and then began to condense in front of her.
In that white light, she felt a familiar aura. A moment later, a figure appeared before her.
It was Ye Ming!
He wore a gentle smile and raised his hand, lightly brushing over Du Yuemian's bloodstained forehead. In that instant, Du Yuemian felt a cool comfort.
To her astonishment, the gruesome bloodstains on Du Yuemian's forehead were slowly disappearing.
Until no trace could be seen.
"You look better this way!"
Ye Ming wiped away the tears from the corners of Du Yuemian's eyes and said teasingly.
"Young Master, you..."
Du Yuemian was still lost in the spectacle she had just witnessed, feeling it was somewhat unreal.
Therefore, to convince herself she wasn't dreaming, Du Yuemian mustered her courage and boldly said:
"Y-Young Master, can I hug you?"
Hmm?
A hug would ensure she wasn't dreaming?
Strange logic!
Perhaps Du Yuemian just wanted a warm embrace.
Unfortunately, he did not grant her wish.
"Miss Du, maintaining this state is very tiring for me!" Ye Ming said, shaking his head. "After I clean up the mess, if you still say the same thing, I might consider giving you a big hug!"
This!
Did you hear that? Is that something a person would say?
If maintaining this state was truly so strenuous, why bother wiping away the tears of a young girl!
Tsk! A complete scumbag!
"Oh!"
Du Yuemian rolled her eyes at him, feeling a little speechless.
"Alright! I'll stabilize your father's condition first!"
With that, Ye Ming walked towards Du Tianen.
If the state of temporal stagnation were to be lifted now, Du Tianen's true essence would directly explode. At that point, even Ye Ming would be unable to save him.
Hearing this, Du Yuemian realized that this was not the time for bickering.
Ye Ming walked in front of Du Tianen and looked at his swollen body, shaking his head.
Although the power of Du Tianen's self-detonating true essence was formidable, wanting to eliminate Feng Zhan with it was akin to a fool's dream.
At most, it could inflict serious injuries.
Even so, a heavily injured Feng Zhan could still easily wipe out the rest of the Du family.
Of course, for Du Tianen to have gone this far was befitting of his position as the patriarch of the Du family.
Ye Ming placed his hand on Du Tianen's dantian. As strands of white energy entered his body, the true essence, which had already begun to rupture, was being repaired bit by bit.
One minute later.
Ye Ming withdrew his hand. Du Tianen's true essence, which was on the verge of an explosion, had been appeased.
With a wave of his hand, Du Tianen's body was carried by a gentle energy back to Du Yuemian's side.
Seeing this, Du Yuemian quickly supported him, her gaze towards Ye Ming filled with joy and gratitude.
Afterward, Ye Ming removed Feng Zhan's restraint on the other members of the Du family before returning to Du Yuemian's side.
"Done!"
*Snap!*
Ye Ming snapped his fingers, and the surrounding space returned to its normal temporal flow.
"Madman, you actually intended to self-detonate your true essence... Hmm?"
At this moment, Feng Zhan was still in shock from Du Tianen's intent to self-detonate. But when he realized Du Tianen was no longer at his feet, he was stunned.
Not only Feng Zhan, but all the other members of the Du family, who had instinctively cried out in agony, now found that after a few seconds, they felt no physical abnormality!
"Wh-what is this?"
"Why can I move?"
"Me too!"
"Wh-what just happened?"
"..."
At this moment, everyone felt their minds in chaos, utterly bewildered.
"Didn't I self-detonate my true essence? How come..."
Du Tianen checked his body. His true essence was still there, and he was completely unharmed.
"???"
Du Tianen was completely clueless.
"Dad! It's alright now!" Du Yuemian said at this moment.
"Yuemian, you..."
"Don't worry! I'm fine too. It was Young Master who saved us!"
Du Yuemian pointed to Ye Ming standing beside them.
Young Master?
At this time, Du Tianen noticed a young figure who had appeared in the scene.
Feng Zhan, on the other side, also heard Du Yuemian's words.
After a brief adjustment, although Feng Zhan did not know what had happened, he was certain that his body had not been harmed.
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
Feng Zhan's gaze also fell upon Ye Ming. From Du Yuemian's words, he already knew that the bizarre events that had just occurred were definitely related to the young man.
However, after observing Ye Ming for a few seconds, Feng Zhan's brow suddenly furrowed.
He actually couldn't see through the young man before him.
"Who are you, and why are you interfering in the feud between my Feng family and the Du family?"
Feng Zhan's tone was cold.
As a Martial Emperor, he naturally would not be subservient to a young man.
Not being able to see through him did not equate to fear!
"Are you telling me what to do?"
Ye Ming casually glanced at Feng Zhan, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, causing Feng Zhan to instinctively take two steps back.
"Th-this... How is this possible?"
At this moment, Feng Zhan felt a chill down his spine, and his forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
He had actually been scared back by a mere glance.
"Who exactly are you?"
This time, Feng Zhan put aside all his arrogance and replaced it with unprecedented solemnity.
However, Ye Ming did not answer him. Instead, he looked at Du Yuemian and asked indifferently:
"Yuemian, how do you wish to deal with the Feng family?"
Although his tone was light, it fell into Feng Zhan's ears as utter disregard and contempt for the Feng family.
"Your Excellency speaks with such arrogance. My Feng family has been established in the provincial capital for decades, and no one has ever dared to provoke us like this!"
As Feng Zhan finished speaking, the Imperial True Qi within him began to flow, and he stomped his foot. From his center, the surrounding ground began to crack.
The unique imperial might of a Martial Emperor.
Descended!