This peculiar spatial technique clearly caught the man in the black mist off guard. He was unable to prevent what was about to happen.
This was because the moment before Okamura Yasuhito and the others disappeared, and immediately after, lasted barely a second.
In such a short period, he couldn't stop it.
"Mr. Ye! Isn't what you're doing a bit too much?"
Even though his face was obscured by the black mist, the tone of his voice was clearly grim.
With Okamura Yasuhito and the others now in Ye Ming's hands, all his previous arrangements were in vain.
This was undoubtedly a great humiliation for him.
If this shame were to return to Shadow Stream, how could he possibly maintain his standing?
"What! Are you angry?"
Seeing the other party getting agitated, Ye Ming's smile widened. "I'm just helping Lady Sha clean up her house. I don't think it's your place to interfere!"
"You..."
Hearing this, two piercing beams of cold light shot out from the green eyes hidden within the black mist.
*Whoosh!*
The man took a deep breath, suppressing his rage.
"He can certainly endure!"
*Thinking to himself, Ye Ming mused, "It seems I need to add some more spice!"*
"Since you have no objections, then let's settle our affairs," Ye Ming said with a smile.
"Alright! Speak!"
There was a discernible grinding of teeth in the man's voice.
"Very well! Let's start from the beginning and settle all the scores!"
Ye Ming gave a sinister smile and listed all the past grievances between himself and Shadow Stream.
From instigating the conflict between him and the Nogawa family in the beginning.
To Yanagawa Tai attacking Nogawa Shagu.
And finally, Nangong Qianyu.
Ye Ming enumerated each and every incident, down to the smallest detail, missing nothing.
In short, if he could exaggerate the matter, he absolutely would not hold back.
"To summarize all of the above, the Shadow Stream organization has caused me quite a lot of trouble!" Ye Ming said magnanimously. "However, seeing your sincere apology, I won't make it too difficult for you. As long as..."
Upon hearing the word "as long as," the man in the black mist felt his heart leap into his throat.
He would swear that this was the most nervous moment of his life.
"As long as you casually offer a treasure of the Human Immortal grade as a token of apology, we'll let bygones be bygones," Ye Ming stated his seemingly insignificant condition.
"What! A... a Human Immortal grade treasure!"
Hearing the demand, the man in the black mist felt his head spin.
Human Immortal grade!
He was asking a cultivator of the Origin Soul realm to produce a Human Immortal grade treasure? Was this some kind of international joke?
As everyone knew, above the three initial realms was the "Three Realms of Pursuing Immortals," yearned for by countless cultivators.
Innate! Celestial! Human Immortal!
These three major realms.
As for a Human Immortal grade treasure, let alone a cultivator of the Origin Soul realm like him, there were very few factions in the entire cultivation world that possessed one.
Now, Ye Ming was asking him to produce a Human Immortal grade treasure as an apology gift. Wasn't this bullying?
Such heaven-defying divine artifacts were things the man in the black mist had likely never even seen before.
"Mr. Ye! You're going too far!"
After hearing this unreasonable demand, the man in the black mist was utterly enraged.
He had initially thought that he would at most have to produce an Origin Soul grade treasure. He never expected this outcome.
At the same time, he understood that the other party had no intention of reconciling.
"Going too far! Ridiculous!"
Ye Ming's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a killing intent that pierced the soul. "If I hadn't returned in time, I imagine my woman would have fallen into your hands. And now, you think I'm going too far just because I'm asking you to produce a mere Human Immortal grade treasure."
"Fine! Since that's the case, then I'll let you witness what true... excessive force really means!"
*Bang!*
Ye Ming stomped his foot forcefully, and boundless pressure surged from him. In an instant, the entire world began to dim. The air was filled with a chilling killing aura.
"This... this is..."
At this moment, the man in the black mist felt as though he was facing a descending deity. All his struggles seemed so pale and powerless before this pressure. His pride in his own strength also felt so insignificant.
"In... Innate realm!"
This was the only vague thought that flashed through his mind.
"Hmph! Wrapping yourself in a ball of black mist, and you really think you're some big shot!"
Ye Ming had long been displeased with the man's constant concealment within the black mist.
With a casual wave of his hand, the black mist surrounding the man was completely wiped away, and his true appearance was finally exposed to the air.
Green pupils!
A gaunt figure!
"So, he's just an old geezer. No wonder he had to disguise himself!"
Ye Ming sneered dismissively.
However, those eyes of his were somewhat intriguing.
"Mr. Ye, I admit defeat this time."
After his true form was revealed, the old man did not lose his composure. Instead, he remained quite calm.
"There is only one Human Immortal grade treasure in the entirety of Shadow Stream. If Mr. Ye desires it, you may have to retrieve it yourself," the elder said in a deep voice.
"Heh! Are you deliberately provoking me?"
Ye Ming looked at him with a half-smile, his thoughts unclear.
However, the information revealed by the elder, that Shadow Stream possessed a Human Immortal grade treasure, was somewhat useful to Ye Ming.
At the very least, it indirectly reflected the power of the Shadow Stream organization.
"I would not dare!"
The elder clasped his hands in a fist salute. "I simply mean that if Mr. Ye wants a Human Immortal grade treasure, you cannot expect me, an old man, to provide it."
"Hmm?"
The elder's demeanor caused Ye Ming's brow to furrow slightly.
Logically, after he had displayed his Innate realm strength, the other party should have shown at least a trace of fear.
However, after revealing his true face, he was unexpectedly calm.
This... was highly abnormal.
"You don't seem to be worried at all that I might kill you!" Ye Ming placed one hand behind his back, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"How could I? Mr. Ye's martial prowess is divine. I know I am no match for you. Any further fear would be futile!" The elder also narrowed his eyes, a strange green light flickering within his pupils, and continued, "Since that is the case, wouldn't it be better to leave it to fate?"
"You are quite optimistic, sir!"
Ye Ming took a step forward, his aura condensing but not dissipating. Deep within his eyes, there was a faint starlight, mysterious and unfathomable.
"It seems, sir, that you are unwilling to agree to my terms!"
Seeing Ye Ming approaching him, the green light in the old man's clouded pupils began to flicker.
"Can we change the terms?"
The old man took a step back and said, "I have a gift in my possession that would be more suitable for Mr. Ye!"
"Oh! Let me see it!"
Ye Ming seemed to have no intention of stopping.
"Alright! Then Mr. Ye, please be ready to receive it!"
As he spoke, the old man suddenly retreated. Two beams of emerald light shot out from his pupils.
"World within my Eyes! Open!"