The great elders of the Yuan and Qing branches all retreated a certain distance at the same time, expressing their stance. They did not want to get involved. At the same time, they stopped the clansmen who were rushing over through communication techniques.
"Qing Yun, you're an ancestor after all. Aren't you going a little too far by threatening a descendant like this?" Changyang Zu Xiao growled. He and Changyang Zu Yunxiao remained where they were and did not move.
"You're all senior members of the clan, so you know a few of the clan's rules. He asked for it."
Changyang Qing Yun's face sunk, and his voice became icy-cold. He had already reached Great Perfection as a Holy Emperor many years ago. Although he was only a step away from becoming a Holy Emperor, he had not touched upon that domain at all. He knew that it was impossible for him to reach Emperor in his life, so he was determined to obtain the Saints' Fruit.
"Of course we remember the clan's rules, but Xiangtian is different from the other clansmen. He did not grow up in our protector clan. Instead, he only joined us recently from an external branch. At the same time, he's one of the great elders of Changyang Prefecture, so his status is extraordinary. He cannot be treated like an ordinary clansman. Coupled with Xiangtian's outstanding abilities, I believe Xiangtian should enjoy some special privileges," said Changyang Zu Xiao.
Changyang Zu Yunxiao also walked over. He stood before Jianchen and blocked Changyang Qing Yun. He said, "Most importantly, Xiangtian obtained the Saints' Fruit with the assistance of three powerful friends. On the other hand, our Changyang Prefecture did not contribute much, so I believe we have no right to take the Saints' Fruit from him."
"No, no one has ever broken the clan's rules in all these years. No matter how astonishing Xiangtian's talent is, he's still a member of our Changyang Prefecture. He needs to follow the clan's rules," Changyang Qing Yun refused to back down. He was determined.
Jianchen became angered when he heard that. He called out, "If that's the case, I, Jianchen, will withdraw from Changyang Prefecture right now.
From now on, your protector clan, Changyang Prefecture, has nothing to do with me, Jianchen. "
Changyang Qing Yun's gaze suddenly sharpened as he viciously stared at Jianchen.
He growled, "My Changyang Prefecture is one of the ten protector clans of the Tian Yuan Continent. Do you think you can leave just because you want to? You've already broken the rules of the clan with what you've said. I'll capture you right now and take you to the ancestral hall so that the disciplinary elders can judge you." With a flash, Changyang Qing Yun circled around Changyang Zu Yunxiao. Energy surged from his right hand, forming a huge web that shot toward Jianchen.
A sliver of anger flashed through Changyang Zu Yunxiao's eyes. In that critical moment, he directly threw a punch at Changyang Qing Yun. Powerful Saint Force pulsed from his fist, causing the space that was much tougher than the outside world to ripple.
Changyang Qing Yun remained composed. He gently swatted out with his left hand, easily nullifying the powerful Saint Force from Changyang Zu Yunxiao's fist. His right hand continued to envelop Jianchen with the web of energy.
Jianchen's presence became extremely powerful as battle intent surged from him. His gaze was as sharp as a sword. He showed no fear at all as he faced the Holy Emperor at Great Perfection. His Emperor Armament was wrapped in a layer of Chaotic Force as it stabbed toward Changyang Qing Yun with great speed.
"You overestimate yourself!" Disdain appeared on Changyang Qing Yun's face. The web in his right hand split into two. One of them wrapped around Jianchen's Emperor Armament while the other remained the same, continuing toward Jianchen.
Right now, Jianchen's Emperor Armament seemed to be wrapped in a layer of bandages. Even the light from the Chaotic Force had been drowned out.
Jianchen did not panic at all. With a sudden jerk of his arm, the Emperor Armament violently trembled as well. Slivers of black light broke through Changyang Qing Yun's energy suppression, and they became more and more powerful. The Chaotic Force on the Emperor Armament quickly broke free from Changyang Qing Yun's restraints.
At this moment, the other web had already descended above Jianchen's head. Just when Jianchen was about to be trapped, a golden light flashed from his forehead. It turned into a three-meter-tall golden tower. The tower hovered in the air and shone with a golden light as it hovered above Jianchen's head. The tip of the tower blocked the energy web, preventing it from descending.
The net of energy enveloped the pagoda, firmly trapping it. The Emperor Armament finally broke free from its restraints after this delay. Its black light surged into the sky as a destructive presence radiated into the distance. Many experts in seclusion were alarmed. They all opened their eyes and emerged from seclusion.
Swish!
The sword tore through the air. Its powerful energy, which seemed to possess enough power to obliterate the world, left behind a thin, black crack in the space that was much tougher than the outside world. It stabbed toward Changyang Qing Yun with an unstoppable force.
The sword moved so quickly that it was impossible to capture with the naked eye. All that could be seen was a flash of black light as the sword arrived before Changyang Qing Yun's forehead at an unbelievable speed.
The space between the eyebrows was the most fatal spot for any expert. It was the location of their life because that was where their soul resided. Once the soul was damaged, even Saint Kings at Great Perfection would be fatally injured or even directly die.
Jianchen directly stabbed his sword toward Changyang Qing Yun's forehead. He aimed for his opponent's vitals as soon as he struck, showing no mercy at all.
Changyang Qing Yun's face sank. Heavy killing intent leaked out from his eyes. Just when the Emperor Armament was only three inches away from his forehead, the space around Jian Chen suddenly froze. His body remained in the posture of thrusting out the sword as he was firmly frozen by the frozen space. Even the Emperor Armament that stabbed toward Changyang Qing Yun's forehead came to a halt, forcefully stopping three inches away from Jian Chen's forehead. It was unable to advance any further.
However, this situation only lasted for a few seconds before the frozen space was shattered by Jianchen's Chaotic Force. However, just when Jianchen recovered his mobility, Changyang Qing Yun had already arrived beside him. He yelled out, "You have committed an unforgivable crime for daring to kill a great elder. I, Changyang Qing Yun, represent the highest elder of the Changyang Prefecture to punish you." Changyang Qing Yun directly sent a palm strike toward Jianchen. Energy surged from his hand, and as he struck out, it seemed to envelop the entire region. It caused the space around Jianchen to become viscous, as if he had fallen into a swamp.
Jianchen was stern. His eyes were cold. With a thought, the saint artifact immediately shrank to the size of a fist and emerged from a crack in the net. It flew over as a golden streak of light and blocked in front of Jianchen like a shield.
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