The various princes sat down on their respective stone platforms, no longer chasing Qin Wentian and the others away. The guards they brought with them also stood on their respective platforms, causing the atmosphere to turn somewhat strange.
On the stone platforms far away, the spectators were all astonished.
The 'Sleeping God' who slept all day, the lazy and wretched fatty, the Axe Demon who wielded his axe every day, their strength was actually so terrifying.
Not only that, their guts were a little too big, directly killing the second son of King Yi and ignoring the three princes.
The spectators couldn't help but be impressed by their courage. Yet, the three of them only wanted to stand up for the little lass Ye Xi. This caused many to sigh in admiration at the purity of their relationship.
Many of those who had been in the Gazing-Dragon Mountain Rampart for a long time knew that the relationship between the three of them and Ye Xi was actually very simple. They had only met each other here by chance, and after that, Ye Xi would often make snacks for them to eat. They would often chat and laugh together, but it was precisely because of such a pure relationship that the three of them directly offended the Royal Clan of Qiyun.
"What strange people." Someone silently mused. They were suddenly filled with curiosity. When King Yi and his experts arrived, how would they deal with them?
The gentle rays of the sun cascaded down onto the Gazing-Dragon Mountain Rampart, yet many in the crowd felt a slight chill. From afar, the sound of the wind whistling could be heard as a group of people filled with killing intent roared in their direction.
The person in the lead was an imposing middle-aged man. At this moment, the killing intent on his face was extremely terrifying. Just the aura he exuded was enough to cause the spectators to shiver. This person was none other than King Yi.
Not long after, King Yi's group arrived before the Gazing-Dragon Mountain Rampart. A heavy pressure enveloped the entire space as King Yi coldly stated, "Who?"
"The three of them." The person Chu Mang released was standing behind King Yi, pointing at Qin Wentian, Chu Mang and Fan Le.
"RUMBLE!" Abruptly releasing his Astral Souls, a majestic eagle appeared above King Yi's head, exuding a powerful demonic qi. He glanced at Ye Xi and Ye Zheng, before turning his gaze onto the three princes. "Your Highness, the son of my son, because of Ye Xi, I have to kill both father and daughter today. I beg for your forgiveness."
The Second Prince stared at Ye Zheng and Ye Xi. Now, Ye Zheng was no longer of much value to him. Moreover, Ye Cheng's death might cause King Yi to be unhappy with him.
"I won't get involved in the grudges between you two." The princes had no intention of getting involved.
"Buzz!" A raging wind gusted by as King Yi personally made his move. He was akin to a majestic eagle swooping down. However, Chu Mang's silhouette flickered as he instantly appeared in front of Fan Le. His great axe cleaved downwards as a terrifying Mandate of Slash gushed forth, as though a gigantic dragon had manifested.
King Yi's fingers turned into a terrifying sharp claw as he struck out with his palm. His aura exploded and the attacks of the two collided in an instant. Both of them took a step back.
"Amazing." The spectators could feel the aura exuding from Chu Mang. His Mandate of Axe was at the first level, the Mandate of Slash. His Mandate of Axe was at the Transformation Boundary, yet he was able to clash head-on against King Yi.
"Capture the others. Kill Ye Zheng directly. I want the others alive, including Ye Xi. I'll make her wish she was dead." King Yi roared in a low voice as he dashed towards Chu Mang once again. His Majestic Eagle Astral Soul granted him an even stronger attack power, as well as a speed that was as fast as lightning. Chu Mang was obviously not as agile as him.
Another person stepped out, this person also exuded an aura at the eighth level of Yuanfu, walking towards Ye Zheng and the rest. Ye Xi's countenance turned pale, this person with a cultivation base at the eighth level of Yuanfu was the number one guest elder of King Yi's Manor.
"I'll go block him." Ye Zheng spoke. Only he had a sliver of hope.
"There's no need for that." Qin Wentian calmly replied. As the sound of his voice faded, he stomped on the stone platform beneath his feet. Instantly, the entire space around him started to shimmer as terrifying runic inscriptions appeared beneath the feet of the crowd.
From yesterday until today, Qin Wentian had enough time to finish inscribing the Divine Inscriptions and wait for the arrival of these people. Although this place was only a small country, Qin Wentian wasn't so arrogant as to use brute force against them.
A terrifying storm of Sword Qi engulfed the entire space as a terrifying vortex of Sword Qi appeared on the ground.
The fourth-ranked Sword Tempest was a combination of several small-scale Sword Tempest Inscriptions, and these small-scale Sword Tempest Inscriptions were all at the peak of the third-ranked.
"This is …" The countenance of the eighth-level Yuanfu cultivator stiffened. An instant later, a fearsome tempest of Sword Tempest Inscriptions gushed towards him. He soared up into the air, wanting to flee, only to see a terrifying sword materializing within the tempest. With a howl of rage, the sword transformed into a streak of white lightning.
Puchi …
A crisp sound rang out as the body of the eighth-level Yuanfu cultivator froze in the air. After which, he was swallowed whole by the tempest of Sword Tempest Inscriptions. As for those who dashed towards Qin Wentian and Ye Xi, they were all pierced through by the sword shadows, dying on the spot.
The battle between King Yi and Chu Mang came to an abrupt end. King Yi stared in horror at the scene before him as his body trembled involuntarily. Sword Qi whistled past him, as though the tempest of Sword Tempest Inscriptions could swallow him whole at any moment.
"How is this possible?" The three princes as well as their subordinates all stared in shock at Qin Wentian. Not only were King Yi and the others affected by the Divine Inscriptions, the stone platforms they were sitting on were all enveloped by the glow of Divine Inscriptions. This indicated that right now, their lives were in the hands of Qin Wentian.
"Sir, what do you mean by this?" One of the princes stared at Qin Wentian.
"From now onwards, no one is allowed to move. If not, I will kill you without mercy."
A cold voice rang out from Qin Wentian's mouth, causing the spectators in the distance to tremble involuntarily. This was too arrogant. Qin Wentian quietly stood there, yet it was as though he was in control of everything.
The life and death of these members of the Royal Clan were all in his hands.
"King Yi." Qin Wentian stared at King Yi. King Yi's countenance turned ashen as he stared back at him.
"I will only ask you once. Back then, the death of Ye Xi's mother, what happened? You only have one chance to answer me." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. That handsome young man seemed harmless, yet no one dared to doubt his words.
King Yi's mind shuddered. The death of Ye Xi's mother …
The eyes of the second prince gleamed with sharpness as he stared at King Yi.
"If your answer is wrong, the people you brought here will all die. If the words you say have nothing to do with this, they will all die as well," Qin Wentian spoke again, each of his words piercing straight into King Yi's heart.
He wanted to negotiate, yet Qin Wentian told him that if his answer was wrong, he would kill him. If it had nothing to do with this, he would kill him.
Staring into the eyes of that young man, King Yi had never felt such intense fear before.
The spectators all sighed in their hearts. This young man was too ruthless, too decisive.
King Yi didn't even know what his ending would be if he spoke the truth. He only had one chance to speak.
"I don't have that much time to wait for you. Speak within three breaths of time." Qin Wentian pressed on. King Yi's countenance paled as he replied, "It was the second prince. He wanted Ye Zheng to gain insights from the Gazing-Dragon Mountain Rampart, but Ye Zheng rejected him. Hence, I sacrificed my wife's elder brother. He wanted me to do it, but I had no other choice."
"Impudent!" The second prince roared in rage.
"Uncle Ye." Qin Wentian turned his gaze onto Ye Zheng, only to see Ye Zheng nodding his head, "There's no mistake."
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded, his gaze abruptly shifting to the second prince.
"That's just his side of the story." The countenance of the second prince turned ashen.
"Politics?" The coldness in Qin Wentian's eyes intensified. Back in Chu, he already had a deep understanding of this.
Sword qi whistled through the air. The second prince's countenance paled as he coldly stated, "This is Qiyun."
"DIE!" Qin Wentian spat out a single word. In an instant, the sword qi engulfed the second prince, causing the hearts of the spectators to tremble violently.
The second prince had fallen.
The eyes of Ye Zheng and Ye Xi froze. What a murderer. Did he die just like that?
"Hu …" Ye Zheng drew in a deep breath, feeling as though everything was surreal. Every day, he would think about how to take revenge, how to protect Ye Xi, but he soon discovered that it was impossible.
"Uncle Ye, bring Ye Xi away from here. The world outside is extremely vast." Qin Wentian stared at Ye Zheng, causing Ye Zheng to freeze for a moment before he nodded his head. It was indeed time for him to leave.
"Wentian Ge." Ye Xi's beautiful eyes froze, only to see Qin Wentian gently stroking her head as he smiled, "You have to be as happy as you were during these past few days."
"I can't bear to part with all of you." Ye Xi's eyes were red as she hugged Qin Wentian.
"Go on." Qin Wentian patted Ye Xi's shoulders, a faint smile on his face.
"I have no way to repay your kindness." Ye Zheng clasped his hands towards Qin Wentian and the rest, before pulling Ye Xi over to his side. Their silhouettes flickered as they departed.
"Wentian Ge, Chu Mang Ge, Fan Le Bro, you guys have to be happy too." In the air, Ye Xi's tears flowed uncontrollably, as she waved her hands towards Qin Wentian and the rest.
"You finally called me Fan Le Bro?" Fatty grinned, the smile on his face was exceptionally radiant. This little lass had accompanied them for so many days. Now that they were separated, he couldn't bear to part with her.
Chu Mang also waved his hands. Finally, Ye Zheng and Ye Xi's silhouettes gradually disappeared, flying in the opposite direction of Qiyun. It was likely that they would never return.
Qin Wentian glanced at Chu Mang and Fan Le. Initially, he had planned to stay here for a period of time, but now it seemed that it was about time for him to depart. It was just that before he left, he still had to wait for Ye Zheng and Ye Xi to leave this place, so that they wouldn't be pursued.
However, what made Qin Wentian surprised was that a few hours later, a group of people arrived. The person in the lead was an old man and two young men. The two young men were a man and a woman, both exuding an extraordinary aura.
Upon seeing them, the other two princes were overjoyed. They bowed to the old man, "We pay our respects to Senior."
The old man lightly nodded his head, as he swept his gaze onto Qin Wentian and the rest. With just a single glance, Qin Wentian felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.
This old man was a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign.
Qin Wentian had initially thought that Qiyun was the same as Chu, where Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns were considered ancestors. Who would have thought that they would meet one so soon?
"We pay our respects to Young Master Ouyang and Miss Ouyang." The two princes politely greeted the two young men, their words causing Qin Wentian's eyes to flicker. Surnamed Ouyang?
In that case, their identities were obvious. No wonder there were Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns here, they weren't from Qiyun!
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