World-Ending Demon Emperor

Chapter 2246 - 1120: Dragon’s Roar! Li Yizheng Kneels

How is that possible?

Li Yizheng felt the hairs on his back stand on end. He even suspected he was watching a special‑effects movie that had been touched up.

How could a human possibly catch a bullet?

It completely, completely violated common sense. It went against the laws of nature.

Yet this horror was only the beginning.

Next, Lanling lightly slapped one of Ming’s disciples and sent him flying dozens of meters, and turning Ming into a meat patty with three slaps was nothing but an appetizer.

The most terrifying scene of all appeared.

When Lin Hao gave the order to open fire and more than a dozen guns unleashed a barrage at Lanling, Lanling lifted his hand.

All the bullets froze and hovered midair, completely motionless!

This... this... how is this possible? Is this seeing a ghost? Or seeing a god?

The scene in front of him was like something out of a sci‑fi movie. If the time stamp on the surveillance footage wasn’t still ticking, Li Yizheng would really have suspected a hardware failure. And it wasn’t just the seconds ticking normally; every other part of the picture was normal too—like everyone’s eyes widening in terror, mouths snapping open to the max, and the screams coming out.

In other words, the bullets floating in the air, frozen in place, were actually happening. It wasn’t the image lagging, and it was even less some special effect.

At this moment, Li Yizheng felt his head roaring, his scalp twitching in waves.

This scene wasn’t just overturning other people’s worldview; it was overturning his, Li Yizheng’s, worldview as well.

He counted as someone at the upper levels of the Pyramid, and he knew the truth about this world. He was aware of cutting‑edge technology and certain secrets as well. So he knew very clearly: those superheroes in the movies didn’t exist.

But now, this scene completely shattered his view of reality.

And then, with a casual wave of his palm, Lanling turned three scumbags with blood on their hands directly into dust, like paper effigies burned alive.

In that instant, Li Yizheng felt himself suffocating, utterly unable to breathe.

Was this... still a human?

A ghost? Or a superhero from legend?

At that point, the surveillance footage ended.

Of course, more happened afterward, but Lanling decided ending the video with the three people turning to ash had the most impact.

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Li Yizheng gasped for breath, then grabbed his wine glass and gulped down red wine like it was water, but even after drinking he still felt unbearably thirsty. His heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

It was a long while before his breathing steadied. He said, "What about Lin Bao?"

His bodyguard took out a phone with a video on it. Li Yizheng tapped it open, and his eyelids immediately twitched.

Because he saw five monsters—things that were neither human nor ghost.

Their limbs were twisted, their bodies twisted, their faces twisted. They couldn’t move and could only lie on the floor drooling, and they’d lost control of their bladder and bowels.

Only by forcing himself did Li Yizheng finally recognize one of them as Lin Hao.

Living like this really was worse than being dead.

Without a doubt, this was Lanling’s work too!

Lin Bao and the others’ fate was enough to make people shudder from the bone out.

...

Li Yizheng closed his eyes, wanting to calm down completely, but he just couldn’t.

Lanling smiled and said, "Mr. Li, do you still want to keep me penned up now?"

Li Yizheng’s body shook. He gave a bitter laugh. "You’ve made a joke of me."

Then, his voice trembling, Li Yizheng said, "May I ask... Lord Lanling, who... who are you? Your existence completely overturns everything I thought I knew about this world."

Lanling said, "Who am I? Your level is way too low; you’re not qualified to know that yet."

Li Yizheng’s face twitched. This was probably the first time anyone had told him his level was too low.

Lanling said, "All you need to know is that I’m definitely not someone who kills the innocent. But... my patience is only about that much. If someone makes me feel irritated, I don’t mind making them disappear so my world can quiet down. Like when an ant is walking on the ground—you ignore it. But if that ant crawls onto your ankle and bites you, making you itch and sting and pissed off, you’re going to crush it without a second thought."

Li Yizheng’s face twitched again.

In his entire life he’d probably never suffered this kind of humiliation—being treated as an ant.

Lanling said, "Don’t get me wrong. When I said ant, I didn’t mean you specifically."

This explanation made the knot in Li Yizheng’s chest loosen a little.

Lanling clarified, "When I say ant, I mean all of you—your entire kind, including you."

Li Yizheng’s heart spasmed violently. This was pushing humiliation to the limit.

In that moment, Li Yizheng really had the urge to give the order to open fire with everything he had and see if they could riddle this Lanling in front of him with holes.

But he didn’t dare!

Because the scene of Lanling freezing all the bullets in midair was still flashing over and over in his mind.

Li Yizheng was arrogant, but he was definitely not stupid. Just like Lanling said, the patience of the strong is very limited.

That included Li Yizheng himself. Because he wielded enormous power and money, his patience was pretty lousy too, especially when dealing with nobodies.

Right now, provoking Lanling could very well bring down disaster on his own head. Li Yizheng didn’t dare take that gamble!

Lanling smiled and said, "So don’t—absolutely do not—come looking to provoke me, and don’t test my patience. Just pretend I don’t exist, pretend you’ve never seen me, okay? There’s that saying—let’s forget each other in the rivers and lakes."

"Alright," Li Yizheng said.

Lanling said, "Then can I go now?"

"Please," Li Yizheng said.

Lanling walked out without looking back.

Li Yizheng instinctively followed him out.

When they reached the door, a thought flashed through Li Yizheng’s mind. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt a bit unwilling to accept this.

He was just going to be scared off by Lanling like this? Just let himself be suppressed by him like this? Wasn’t that a little too pathetic?

What if the guy was bluffing? What if he was some con artist from the streets? Just really good at what he did, like one of those insane magicians?

On live TV, a lot of magicians pulled off acts that were extremely bizarre, downright unbelievable—some of them even more insane than what he’d just seen from Lanling. For example, catching a bullet with bare hands—more than one magician had performed that, and it was once a signature act.

Everything he’d just seen on the surveillance footage was too fantastical. Could it be fake?

Or maybe Lanling was some kind of computer special‑effects guru. He’d swapped out the surveillance system’s hard drive beforehand and made this fantasy‑loaded video. In reality it was all CGI?

Even though it would be hard to make such a long effects‑heavy video in such a short time, compared to the supernatural stuff in that footage, this explanation almost sounded more reasonable.

So, from who‑knows‑where, Li Yizheng found the courage and suddenly said, "Lord Lanling, the footage wasn’t very clear just now. Could you demonstrate your powers in front of me?"

That line instantly pissed Lanling off.

Even now, this Li Yizheng still wanted to probe him? Really didn’t even know how to write the word "death."

You want to see for yourself? You want proof of how strong I am? Fine—just don’t regret it.

Lanling snapped his head around, his face changing in an instant.

From an incomparably handsome human face, it transformed into an awe‑inspiring golden dragon’s head.

An almighty, majestic Golden Dragon!

"Rooaaar..." Lanling suddenly let out a fierce, earth‑shaking Dragon Chant.

In an instant, Li Yizheng’s whole body was blown clear off his feet.

At the same time, everything in the luxurious room—

Antique vases, wine glasses, antique tables, ornate crystal chandeliers, lavish sofas, everything, absolutely everything, turned to dust and vanished into nothing.

And the power behind that Dragon Chant came crashing down like all of Mount Tai dropping out of the sky.

Boundless oppression, boundless terror.

Li Yizheng felt he couldn’t breathe, felt that he was only a hair’s breadth away from death.

He couldn’t move at all. He could see, could feel, but he couldn’t hear. It was like his whole being was drifting toward death.

This state lasted for only an instant, but to Li Yizheng it felt like a lifetime.

Agony he’d never known, fear he’d never known.

"Bang!" Li Yizheng crashed hard into the floor, dropping straight to his knees. A mouthful of blood sprayed out of him before he finally felt like he could breathe again, finally felt like he’d come back to life.

He gulped air like a drowning man, suddenly aware of how beautiful it was just to be alive in this world.

He didn’t notice his pants were soaked—scared so badly he’d pissed himself.

No words could describe the pain and terror just now, or the despair.

So this was what death felt like—what it felt like to be on death’s doorstep.

Lanling said, "How was it?"

"Unbearable pain, absolute despair," Li Yizheng said. "It felt... like death."

"No, that’s not what death feels like." Lanling pointed at Li Yizheng and enunciated, "Remember this: that was your last time provoking me. Next time, you won’t feel pain, because you’ll go straight to ash. That will be death. Death is when there’s no feeling at all."

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