"Huh?"
When the Martial Dao True Body said this, Ming Feng was stunned.
He had lived for so long, but he had never seen such a reckless person.
Even the King of the Northern Ridge had to submit to their fate. The extermination of the Northern Ridge Tribe was imminent, but this outsider dared to provoke him?
Ming Feng was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh.
The great hall fell into a strange silence for a moment.
Then, there was an even more chaotic uproar. All the Noble Plane cultivators looked at Wu Dao Body as if they were looking at a dead man.
"This guy is too arrogant. He's pretending to be calm before his death. I guess he's already wet his pants."
"He knows he's going to die, so he's just being stubborn."
"That's right. As an outsider who killed a member of the Ancient Ming Tribe, how can he live?"
"Sigh."
Tang Qing`er looked at Wu Dao's True Body helplessly and sighed.
She originally wanted to not drag Wu Dao's True Body into this.
However, Wu Dao's True Body's words were simply tit for tat with Ming Feng. No matter what she said, the experts of the Ancient Ming Tribe would not let Wu Dao's True Body go.
"Hahahaha!"
The young master of the Southern Cyanwood Forest pointed at Wu Dao's True Body and laughed. "Lord Ming Feng, did you see how arrogant this guy is?"
"How dare this guy talk back in front of the lords! It's fine if he doesn't kneel and beg for mercy, but he's still sitting there drinking. He doesn't put the lords in his eyes at all! "
The young master of the Southern Cyanwood Forest became inexplicably excited when he saw that Wu Dao's True Body was courting death.
There was one thing that he was right about.
Wu Dao's True Body did not put Ming Feng and the others in his eyes.
To be precise, Wu Dao's True Body could ignore all the experts in the Northern Ridge Hall!
The young master of the Southern Cyanwood Forest said again, "That Huang something martial, didn't you say you prepared a birthday gift for the King of the Northern Ridge? Take it out and let us see!"
"Haha, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't take it out now, you won't have the chance later!"
"Oh?"
Ming Feng was about to make a move, but when he heard this, he revealed an interested expression. He smiled mockingly and said, "What kind of congratulatory gift did you prepare? Let this king broaden his horizons."
This birthday banquet was about to become a funeral banquet for the annihilation of the Northern Ridge Tang Clan.
No matter what gift Wu Dao's true body took out, in the eyes of the crowd, it was just a joke. He was asking for humiliation.
"My congratulatory gift is only one sentence."
Wu Dao's true body said indifferently, "I'll protect the Northern Ridge Tang Clan."
"What?"
Everyone in the hall couldn't believe their ears. They looked at Wu Dao's original body, who was still sitting at the table, in disbelief.
"This person just said something nonsense. I didn't hear it clearly."
"He seems to be saying that the Northridge Tang Clan … is under his protection?"
"He probably drank too much and is already drunk to the point of delirium."
The North Ridge Great Hall was filled with discussions.
Tang Qing-er looked at Wu Dao's true body in a daze, as if she was seeing him for the first time.
This sentence sounded so absurd, but for some reason, Tang Qing-er suddenly felt a powerful will from Wu Dao's true body!
It was as if every word Wu Dao's true body said weighed more than ten thousand pounds!
The King of the North Ridge sat on the ground, paralyzed. At this time, he also turned his head and looked at the young man he had scolded before. A trace of confusion flashed through his eyes.
Could it be that he had misjudged?
Could it be that this outsider from the Heaven Realm could really save the Tang Clan?
This thought flashed through his mind, but the King of the North Ridge quickly denied it.
It was impossible.
Although he couldn't see the cultivation realm of Wu Dao's true body, this young man was less than ten thousand years old. Even if his talent was outstanding, so what if he cultivated to the Hell King level?
Could this young man be stronger than him?
Even he couldn't defeat the experts of the Ancient Ming Clan. How big could this young man make a splash?
He was probably too young, a newborn calf, and hadn't suffered any setbacks in the Heaven Realm. That was why he was so arrogant and condescending.
However, the King of the North Ridge was too lazy to reprimand Wu Dao's true body.
In his opinion, Wu Dao's true body had repeatedly provoked the Ancient Ming Clan. He was afraid that he would die in front of him!
The King of the North Ridge suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.
For a moment, he actually imagined that this young man who wasn't even ten thousand years old could protect the Tang Clan. It was too absurd.
"Lord Ming Feng, did you hear that?"
The young master of the South Forest finally reacted and hurriedly said, "This person said that he would protect the Tang Clan. This is simply brazenly going against all of you!"
Ming Feng casually waved his hand and said, "He's just an ant. Kill him."
The Nether King who had just fought with the King of the North Ridge moved and instantly appeared in front of Wu Dao's true body. He flipped the sky and slammed his palm down on the top of Wu Dao's head!
This palm almost sealed off all the escape routes of Wu Dao's true body!
Not only did the Nether King want to kill Wu Dao's true body, but he also wanted to kill him instantly.
This was the only way to show the majesty and means of the Ancient Ming Clan!
Seeing the Nether King's giant palm coming down, Wu Dao's true body didn't get up. He just lowered his eyes and remained in his seat, motionless.
"Haha!"
The young master of the South Forest couldn't help but laugh. "He must be scared silly."
The Southern Origin Hell Master calmly analyzed, "The Nether King's means may seem simple, but it's actually simple. His momentum is unparalleled. Coupled with the Ancient Ming's blood Qi, he has completely suppressed this person."
"It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he can't. He can only watch himself being slapped to death!"
Tang Qing-er couldn't help but tilt her head to avoid his gaze.
She couldn't bear to continue watching.
Back at the Crying Soul Ridge, she had brought Wu Dao's true body back to the Northern Ridge out of curiosity and kindness. She didn't expect that she would end up harming him instead.
In a flash, the Nether King's palm came down. It was only a few feet away from Wu Dao's true body's head.
At this moment, Wu Dao's true body suddenly looked up. Two rays of terrifying light burst out from his eyes. He exhaled and said, "Scram!"
Wu Dao's true body didn't use the secret technique of the Sound of All Spirits.
Even so, with his powerful physical body and bloodline, he still burst out with an extremely violent impact!
The Nether King's body shook violently. He only felt a piercing pain in his ears and a buzzing sound in his head. His entire consciousness went blank for a moment.
At the same time, Wu Dao's true body appeared, he gathered Qi into a sword in his mouth. A ray of white light pierced through the air and instantly disappeared between the Nether King's eyebrows!
This was the most common method in the cultivation world. It was just exhaling Qi into a sword.
This method was almost no threat to cultivators of the same level as long as the opponent was prepared.
However, the Sword Qi that Wu Dao's true body exhaled was so powerful that it was invincible. It could even penetrate the Nether King's body!
Coupled with the powerful impact of the sound domain, the Nether King was stunned for a moment and couldn't dodge at all.
Before he could regain his consciousness, his Primordial Spirit was penetrated by the Sword Qi that Wu Dao's true body exhaled. He died on the spot!
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