Lin Qian's words were simply too terrifying.
Furthermore, he did not doubt Lin Qian's words at all.
If it was any other human who told him that Wei Ziliang addressed them as Your Majesty or Young Master, he would probably think that this person had lost his mind, or that his brain had been stimulated into an idiot by the violent medicinal effects of the elixir when he took it.
However, he believed what Lin Qian had said.
This was because Lin Qian, who was at the Empyrean Realm, had killed the Golden Stone Clan members at the Illuminating Realm. Furthermore, he had not used any Origin Treasures. He had used his physical body to beat the four brothers to death.
To the Golden Stone Clan, this was probably the most humiliating way to die.
On the other hand, Lin Qian's 12-layered soul light and the Image of the Human Ancestor could not be faked.
Furthermore, the young prince even felt that someone like Zhao Long was much more talented than him.
He had already consumed the Spirit Explosion Blood Demon Pill and was wearing the treasured clothes and shoes his father had left for him. He had unleashed his strongest power at the same time, but he still could not escape from this person's pursuit.
From this, one could see how powerful his battle prowess was and how terrifying his talent was.
Even such a person had lowered himself to be beneath Lin Qian and worshiped him to the point of fanaticism.
No matter how arrogant he was, he could tell that a person like Lin Qian was not someone to be trifled with.
Following that, Zhao Long made a move and mercilessly crippled the young prince's cultivation. Then, he brought him to the city where he had been enjoying himself and locked him up.
During the process of being locked up, he saw with his own eyes the terrifying army of hundreds of thousands of Empyrean Realm cultivators stationed outside the city. They were densely packed and seemed endless.
At this moment, the army was no longer hidden and was completely exposed.
"If not for the fact that I was afraid that His Majesty would come and cause the army to suffer heavy losses if I acted rashly and was punished by His Majesty, you would have been a prisoner long ago." Qi Jinhong seemed to have sensed the young prince's shock and spoke fiercely with an unfriendly expression.
Just as Qi Jinhong had said, the four powerhouses of the Golden Stone Clan would not be able to do anything if the army of hundreds of thousands of Empyrean Realm cultivators really attacked.
However, the casualties of this army would not be small. At the very least, it would be heart-wrenching.
Suddenly, Lin Qian, who was in the chariot in front of them, said, "If something like this happens again in the future, use the army to kill them. The life of any citizen of the Hua Xia Empire is a million times more precious than this trash."
Qi Jinhong and the others who were helping to look after the little prince hurriedly nodded in response, feeling touched in their hearts.
Such a master, such a monarch, was an existence worthy of following.
The young prince, who was locked up in the cell, immediately gave up on the idea of escaping.
As the beloved grandson of the Sixth Prince, he had enjoyed abundant resources since he was young. He was arrogant and despotic because he was loved by the Sixth Prince and his father.
The reason why he was so loved was not only because his father was the only one among his father's children, but he was also the only one among his father's children.
The most important reason was that he was hardworking, talented, and strong.
As a young prince, eating, drinking, and having fun was a must. He was arrogant and condescending, but he was extremely hardworking when it came to cultivation.
He was not stupid. He knew very well that as long as he was strong enough and hardworking enough, his grandfather and father would dote on him. As for him, he could do whatever he wanted.
Their clan was originally a clan that was good at formations. They had six eyes and were very good at observation. Therefore, the Dao of formations was a great help to their talent.
In fact, the young prince's attainments in formations were also very profound.
After entering the cell, he could clearly see that the level of profoundness of the formation was simply unimaginable. There were actually several large formations that were linked together to form a comprehensive formation.
It was a combination of defense and attack, and there were many other miscellaneous effects.
Although his cultivation had been crippled, his physique was still there. The formation could also increase the gravity and increase the pressure.
As a result, he had to expend a lot of energy to do anything.
However, this was only when he was moving. If he were to lie down and rest, the huge gravity would not be exerted on his body.
Moreover, what was even more strange was that the formation could actually absorb the power of pills and imbue it into his body, allowing him to maintain his vitality.
Originally, the young prince was prepared to harden his heart and commit suicide.
This way, his grandfather's Life Lamp would be completely extinguished and he would know his situation.
The soul skill that his grandfather placed on him would also be effective. Once he knew his situation, he would directly send the army of the Imperial Road of Heaven and the army of the Goldenstone Tribe to directly eliminate this threat.
But now, he knew that he could not do this.
Just like that human said, he had to live well.
He had tried using the power of his body to directly smash his heart. The formation instantly instilled a huge amount of medicinal power, which immediately restored his broken heart to its original state.
He could not die even if he wanted to.
The young prince's heart could be said to be full of regret. Why did he have to stand up for that concubine? Why did he have to care about this place?
It was fine if he died, but he had to drag the entire Imperial Road of Heaven down with him.
No matter what, he was still a member of the Four-eyed Spirit Tribe, the royal clan of the Imperial Road of Heaven.
Zhao Long stood at the entrance of the prison and stared motionlessly at the young prince of the Four-eyed Spirit Tribe in front of him. He looked at the young prince's regretful appearance and felt disgusted.
"Serves you right!"
On the other side, Lin Qian was sitting next to a lake like a wild mountain man. In his hand, he held an ancient book and slowly read it.
This was an ancient book that cultivated one's mind and calmed one's mind. One could only read it slowly and carefully. That way, it would be extremely beneficial to one's mind.
At this time, a figure suddenly came to the side and threw a person to the ground.
This person was of a foreign race. His skin was pale and translucent. Beneath his skin, one could clearly see the pulsating veins.
This foreign race member was the Tyrant Blood Tribe. He was shivering and did not dare to raise his head.
"Your Majesty, Bai Qi did not disappoint you. This is the patriarch of the Tyrant Blood Tribe." This general was the God of Slaughter, Bai Qi. After reporting to Lin Qian, he fiercely kicked the patriarch of the Tyrant Blood Tribe. "Hey, Your Majesty is here, why are you trembling? Salute!"
This member of the Tyrant Blood Clan was terrified of Bai Qi to the core. After being yelled at by Bai Qi, he burst into tears and cried out in a trembling voice, "Your … Your Majesty … I …"
At this time, Lin Qian turned around and helplessly looked at Bai Qi: "What did you do? You are still the patriarch of the tribe. You just shouted and you made him cry like this."
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