Jianchen stood with his sword on his back. He hovered a hundred meters in the air without using any power. Wild winds whistled as his white clothes swayed in the wind. His long hair danced in the wind, making him seem like an undefeatable war god.
After the intense battle, Jian Chen's clothes were completely unscathed apart from the hole the old patriarch of the Meng Huang clan had stabbed into his back with a sneak attack.
On the other hand, the old patriarch of the Meng Desolate Tribe was in a much more sorry state. His hair was disheveled, and his entire body was covered with countless sinister and terrifying sword wounds. The blood that flowed out dyed his clothes red, making him look even more like a person made of blood. It was extremely terrifying.
He currently hovered a thousand meters in the air as he gasped for breath. The five-meter-long silver spear in his hand drooped powerlessly, as if he no longer had the strength to raise it again.
The patriarch of the Eighth Heavenly Layer had suffered a crushing defeat in his battle against Jianchen. Other than the sneak attack earlier, he had failed to even touch the corner of Jianchen's clothes. Instead, he had ended up in such a horrible state.
"Thank you for your mercy, warrior. May I ask who you are and how I should address you?" The patriarch of the Menghuang clan asked with a heavy voice. His voice was rather weak. He knew extremely well that Jianchen had countless opportunities to kill him in the situation before because his spear had been completely suppressed. In particular, Jianchen's attack speed had reached an unbelievable level.
"I'm Yang Yutian," Jianchen nonchalantly replied emotionlessly.
"Whatever. Since the Dahl tribe has a powerful warrior like Yang Yutian behind them, we'll retreat right now. According to the rules of the sea realm, we can't launch any attacks against the Dahl tribe for the next century," the patriarch of the Menghuang tribe said in a depressed voice. Even though he was unwilling to accept this, there was nothing he could do. Although Yan Sen was the envoy of the Serpent God Hall, the three great halls would not interfere in the internal disputes of their territories.
Yan Sen's existence could only bring honor and an increase in status to the Meng Desolate tribe. He would not use the Serpent God Hall to increase the tribe's strength.
The battle on Jianchen's side had stopped, but the battle on Nubis's side continued. A total of three Eighth Heavenly Layer Saint Rulers and one Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler fought rather intensely with Nubis. Booms constantly rang out as violent ripples of energy swept through the surroundings, causing the space there to tremble and the ground to crack.
"Four brats, you're not weak, but your battle prowess is too weak. I, the great Nubis, can take on ten people like you." Nubis spoke as he fought. Even though he was fighting one against four, he still seemed to be at ease. Now, perhaps only the Holy Emperor could make Nubis feel pressured.
"I'm not playing with you anymore, just in case someone says I'm wasting my time." Nubis laughed aloud. His attacks suddenly became more violent. He dodged their attacks and stabbed his hands into the chests of two of the envoys with lightning-like speed, piercing through their chests. Afterward, he kicked Jansen's head with lightning speed, causing his soul to shake and causing him to faint on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, three of the four envoys had lost the ability to fight.
The final Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler, Da Hei, could not help but reveal a change in expression. However, he still did not choose to retreat. He swung his trident toward Nubis as hard as he could.
Nubis extended a finger and a golden thread shot out from the tip of his finger, binding the trident tightly. He kicked Big Black's chest viciously along the way. Nubis had basically used his full strength in the kick. Just the kick was enough to send Da Hei flying while vomiting blood. Da Hei's chest bones had been shattered by the kick while his organs were heavily injured as well. They began to crack, causing him to bleed from all his orifices.
The four envoys were all unable to climb back to their feet after being struck by Nubis. One of them had directly fainted while the other three were heavily injured. They were all pale.
Nubis slowly descended from the sky. He stared at the three awakened emissaries and teased, "How is it? How does it feel to be beaten up, high and mighty emissaries? It must be very refreshing, right? Now, tell me, who's judging who?"
"Hmph, you're an envoy of the Serpent God Hall. No matter who you are, you won't have much time left to live …"
"The elders of the hall will avenge us. They'll definitely destroy your soul. You cannot afford to offend the envoys of the hall."
The two envoys who had tried to curry favor with Jansen earlier glared at Nubis furiously as they spoke through gritted teeth. Flames of fury burned in their eyes. As envoys of the hall, they were filled with a sense of superiority. They believed that they were already superior, so they would never allow anyone to treat them like that. It would definitely be a great humiliation to them.
Nubis was infuriated. Cold light flickered through his eyes as chilling killing intent appeared on his face. He sneered, "How bold of you to say that you'll destroy my soul. Hmph, since that's the case, I'll let you taste the destruction of your soul first."
"What arrogance. I doubt you have the courage to kill an envoy of the hall," one of the envoys scoffed at Nubis' threat.
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish." Killing intent surged in Nubis's eyes. Five golden threads suddenly shot out from his fingers, shooting toward the foreheads of the three envoys as streaks of light. He wanted to wipe out their souls.
At the same time, the surrounding space suddenly froze under Nubis's control, trapping the three of them where they were. They were unable to dodge at all. All they could do was watch helplessly as death drew closer and closer.
Sensing Nubis' killing intent, the expression of the emissary who had provoked Nubis before finally changed. A sliver of fear filled his heart. He had never thought that there would actually be someone bold enough to kill an emissary of the Serpent God Hall in the territory of the Serpent God Hall.
At that moment, the three envoys who were still conscious all began to panic. They were esteemed envoys of the hall with a bright future ahead of them. Breaking through to the 15th Star was only a matter of time, so none of them wanted to die at a time like this.
"Nubis, stop!" At this moment, a yell rang out from afar. Jianchen rapidly approached them.
The golden thread stopped when it was a foot away from the forehead of the envoy. Nubis glanced at Jianchen who was flying over from afar. After a moment of hesitation, he pulled back his hand and withdrew the golden thread.
Jianchen arrived beside Nubis and said, "Nubis, spare their lives."
"Alright. Since you've pleaded for them, I, the great Nubis, will spare their lives for now. However, they must leave behind their Space Rings," said Nubis.
Jianchen did not turn down the request. They had just arrived in the sea realm, so what they lacked the most was currency. The four envoys should have quite a lot of crystal coins in their Space Rings, so there was no harm in collecting some more. If they came across something valuable again, they would not have to worry about currency.
The expressions of the three envoys immediately changed when they heard that Nubis wanted them to leave behind their Space Rings. One of them immediately said, "No, you can't take our Space Rings."
Nubis's face sank. He called out, "You can only choose between your Space Rings and your lives. If you want to live, leave behind your Space Rings. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."
The three envoys hesitated for quite some time before coming to a compromise in the end. They removed their Space Rings reluctantly and handed them to Nubis.
Afterward, Nubis arrived before the unconscious Jensen and removed his Space Ring as well.
Seeing that Jensen's Space Ring had been taken away as well, the three envoys' faces immediately became extremely ugly. They all gritted their teeth and said nothing.
"Alright, you can go." Nubis waved his hand and said to the three of them rather impatiently.
The three envoys endured their injuries and stood up from the ground. They carried the unconscious Jensen and left in a dejected manner.
Nubis played around with the four Space Rings in his hand and said, "With their identities as envoys, there should be quite a lot of crystal coins in there."
"Let's go over first. We've already dealt with the matter of the Menghuang tribe. It's time for us to leave," Jianchen said before returning to the Dahl tribe with Nubis.
When they returned, they just happened to see the patriarch of the Dahl tribe and the patriarch of the Menghuang tribe signing a treaty that was similar to a blood oath. This treaty was the rule for the conflicts between the various organizations in the sea realm.
"The four of you, leave behind your Space Rings," Nubis said to the four experts of the Menghuang tribe arrogantly.
The faces of the four experts of the Menghuang tribe changed when they heard that. The old patriarch swallowed his anger and said, "According to the rules, we only need to pay a portion of the crystal coins. Handing over our Space Rings is against the rules. You can't do that."
"Cut the crap. Who cares about the rules? Hurry up and hand over your Space Rings," Nubis called out. He was actually trying to take advantage of the situation at a time like this.
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