Ye Guichen remained silent, waiting for Caesar to continue speaking.

Caesar spread his hands wide, full of grandiosity: "Captain Ye, you have truly impressed me. Look at this vast ocean, do you know why I named it Atlantis? Because the past glory of Atlantis is unparalleled by any nation. And I am going to recreate that glory. In the past, I felt no one in this world could stand shoulder to shoulder with me, but after meeting you, I had a peculiar feeling. Geniuses are always lone, and you have made me feel a sense of familiarity. Therefore, I invite you to become my assistant, to become the king of the slaves I control. What do you say?"

Ye Guichen's expression was neutral: "You set up those obstacles, caused so many deaths, even your subordinate Sea King perished in the sea, all just to test me?"

"Of course!" Caesar said matter-of-factly: "The facts have proven that you are worthy enough to become my slave king. Just agree, and the world will be ours. Fight for me, and you can have whatever you desire!"

He pointed at Murong and Wang Ying: "Haha, these two women, I have observed closely as well. They seem to have developed feelings for you. Just agree, and I will make them eternally youthful, becoming your slaves. Just one word from you, and they will be more lascivious than female dogs!"

He pointed at the demonic woman: "And her, Angela, my most devoted servant. Just become the slave king, and she will be yours too. You can have anything you want!"

Caesar's words made Wang Ying and Murong flush red.

Jiang Long was even more enraged: "Bullshit, what gives you the right to spout such arrogance? Today, let me see whether you, Caesar, are man or ghost!"

With a roar, Jiang Long swung his dual hammers, charging towards Caesar like two rampaging beasts.

Caesar lifted his head, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

A black man standing next to Caesar suddenly stepped forward, blocking Caesar.

Boom!

The black man did not move at all, standing straight.

Jiang Long's copper hammer, with immense force, struck the black man's chest directly.

The scene of bones shattering and muscles tearing did not occur. Despite the dent in his chest, the black man remained still.

In Jiang Long's moment of bewilderment, the black man grabbed Jiang Long's neck and effortlessly lifted him up.

"Haha, how's that? This is the power of a mutant!" Caesar said proudly, pointing at the black man: "Captain Ye, I've named him Tyson. He is a mutant I trained specially, developed like a Cross Training Master. He not only possesses real steel bones and muscles but can also effortlessly lift a truck with his bare hands. Haha! I know you all train diligently every day, but what's the use? Not as good as my mutants. I can simply produce them. Any master, compared to them, is nothing!"

Jiang Long's face turned red from being choked, struggling but unable to break free from the black man's grip.

The black man remained unmoving, like a robot.

Ye Guichen shook his head: "Impressive, but your mutants still can't make it to the top!"

With those words, Ye Guichen's wrist flicked, and a cold light directly severed the black man's arm.

Mysterious energy like a blade.

Jiang Long fell to the ground, tossing aside the black man's severed hand, gasping for breath, narrowly escaping death.

Caesar was not angry, seeming to have anticipated Ye Guichen's moves: "Captain Ye, I wasn't wrong! At your age, to train to such a level, and to wield mysterious energy, you have impressed me. Today, I'm extending a sincere invitation. Of course, you can refuse. But beware, refusal comes with a price. I hope you consider carefully."

As Caesar spoke, countless people emerged around them.

Some were clearly from the Turtle Shell Sect.

Among them was Zuo Zongsheng.

However, the current Zuo Zongsheng felt even more sinister.

His gaze towards Ye Guichen burned with jealousy.

"King Caesar, Zuo Zongsheng is willing to become your slave and serve you!"

Glancing at Ye Guichen, Zuo Zongsheng quickly stepped to Caesar, knelt down, and held Caesar's left foot, kissing it deeply.

"Zuo Zongsheng, what do you mean by this?" Murong shouted in disbelief.

Although Zuo Zongsheng always lacked presence, Murong knew he was one of Dragon Teeth's elite sent this time.

Wang Ying furrowed her brows in confusion.

Being in Jinling, Wang Ying naturally knew Zuo Zongsheng was the Young Master of Jinling Martial Arts Association, with unlimited future prospects.

Yet in such a short time, Zuo Zongsheng recognized a stranger as his master, acting like a fawning dog. How could this not be puzzling?

"Tell them!" Caesar said arrogantly.

"Thank you, Master." Zuo Zongsheng stood up, turning to Ye Guichen and the others, a mocking smile on his face: "King Caesar gave me a new life, making me realize that all my hard training is in vain. Haha, talent, martial arts master, grandmaster, all are nonsense before King Caesar!"

He pointed at Ye Guichen: "And you, even if your martial arts talent is stronger, what of it? Haha, in my eyes, you are merely an ant to be crushed easily now!"

Ye Guichen narrowed his eyes: "Zuo Zongsheng, did you take drugs?"

"Yes!" Zuo Zongsheng laughed manically: "King Caesar gave me drugs. I have now reached the legendary Grandmaster Realm I dared not even dream of before. King Caesar said, if I can kill you, I can become the slave king, and all mutants will obey me from now on!"

Stepping forward, he stomped heavily on the ground.

The solid stone slab cracked as his left foot sunk into it.

"Isn't it just mysterious energy turning into a blade?" Zuo Zongsheng's lips curled into a bloodthirsty grin, as he swung his hand violently.

A weapon with a cold gleam flew from Zuo Zongsheng's hand, heading straight for Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen dodged lightly to the side, as the weapon brushed past him and headed towards Luo Huasheng.

Luo Huasheng's expression darkened, raising his Hunyuan Iron Rod to block.

With a sharp sound, the rod was cut in half as if by a sharp blade.

Luo Huasheng's expression changed slightly.

The others were greatly shocked.

Such skill truly belongs to the Grandmaster Realm that only Lord Military God can possess.

In such a short time, Zuo Zongsheng had reached this realm.

What kind of method did Caesar use?

Is there truly such terrifying means in this world?

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone was horrified.

Most felt a sense of inexplicable helplessness.

No matter how talented, they couldn't match others' effortless achievements.

Who could endure such disparity?

Especially as those present were elites, who had spent years diligently refining their skills, only to end up mediocre.

A sudden feeling of desolation enveloped them.