"Clan Head, do you think we should announce the news of the monarch weapon to the world to suppress those small fries?"
First Elder suggested.
"There is no rush!"
Feng Zhentian immediately rejected it. Thinking about those reports, his eyes flashed with a dangerous aura, causing the First Elder's heart to tremble!
The advantage of the Emperor Bloodline Physique was simply too much. Previously, he used four hundred years to become a saint, but Feng Zhentian used less than two hundred years! The difference was not small!
Although Feng Zhentian was only half his age, his cultivation had far surpassed him!
"Why is this so?"
First Elder restrained his emotions and asked curiously.
"Take a look for yourself!"
With a flip of his hand, Feng Zhentian took out another stack of reports and handed it to First Elder!
"Truly preposterous!"
After flipping through a dozen of them, First Elder's face was also filled with anger, his eyes spewing fire as he snorted angrily.
"Right now, seventy percent of the subsidiary forces have already declared their separation from my Feng Clan!"
Feng Zhentian sneered, his words were filled with hidden rage.
It would be a lie if he was not angry! After enjoying the protection of the Feng Clan, now that the Feng Clan is in trouble, all of them actually fled! This was the behavior of vile people!
"Seventy percent?"
First Elder's eyes widened as the flames in his eyes burned even brighter as he scolded, "Those bastards! Did their conscience get eaten by dogs? Back then, they cried and begged for my Feng Clan's protection, but now, at this critical juncture, they actually threw stones at us while we were down! This is simply the behavior of beasts! "
"Heh!"
Feng Zhentian's lips curled into a cold smile as his eyes glowed brightly, "Actually, this matter has allowed us to see their true colors, isn't it?"
Now that the monarch weapon was back, he had enough confidence! With an imperial clan as his right and left arm, he did not need to fear any other clan!
"Clan Head! Do as I say! Take the monarch weapon and kill those traitors! Let's see who dares to provoke my Feng Clan!"
First Elder's anger had yet to dissipate, and he wanted to kill those traitors at this critical juncture!
"No rush!"
Feng Zhentian stopped him from continuing, his eyes narrowed as a glint flashed across them, "I think this is a great opportunity, isn't it?"
"Opportunity?"
First Elder was stunned for a moment before he understood, "Clan Head means …"
"That's right!"
Feng Zhentian nodded his head, "I want to see how many fence-sitters there are and how many forces that are truly loyal to my Feng Family are left!"
"This is indeed a good opportunity."
The Great Elder's eyes lit up and he nodded.
Previously, the Feng Clan was so powerful that they couldn't tell anything. Now that the Feng Clan was in trouble and had a powerful enemy in front of them, wasn't this a good opportunity to test their power?
"Hehe!"
As if they could already see the regretful looks on those fellows' faces, the First Elder and Feng Zhentian looked at each other, and a creepy chuckle came from their mouths.
In fact, as long as the Feng Clan became stronger again, it would be the best punishment for those fence-sitters. At that time, the Feng Clan wouldn't even need to make a move, the other powers would also nibble away at them.
Suddenly, they were looking forward to that moment …
"You stay here, I'll go back for a bit."
Coming back to his senses, Feng Zhentian couldn't sit still when he thought about the Emperor Weapon. After saying that to the First Elder, he hurriedly tore open space and entered.
...
The peak of the Emperor's Aura Peak was still as usual …
"Hualala …"
Like a tidal wave, the power of the stars flowed within the cocoon of light, washing every corner of Feng Hao's body over and over again. His body also emitted a thin layer of lustrous radiance, and his expression was as calm as an ancient well, as if he was a sacred god, indifferent to everything!
The small ball was still coiled on his knees, its small body rising and falling, as if it wasn't affected by the power of the stars at all!
As for the small black dragon, it was still sticking to Feng Hao and circling around him! At this moment, its dragon body was completely translucent, and it seemed to be growing stronger! The horns on its head had also emerged, and they were faintly forked. Its dragon claws were also becoming sharper, and a cold light flickered in people's minds.
"Swish swish swish …"
A figure rushed over from the foot of the mountain. His figure flashed, and his speed was extremely fast. Not long later, he neared the mountain peak.
The person who came was the current Patriarch of the Feng Clan, Feng Zhentian.
"Swish!"
Standing at the edge of the mountain peak, he stopped, and when he saw Feng Hao in the cocoon of light, his body trembled slightly. "It really is the Emperor Bloodline!"
As a Large Success Emperor Bloodline Physique, he would definitely not be wrong about the fluctuations of the Emperor Bloodline. This unfamiliar youth in front of him indeed had the Emperor Bloodline Physique, and he could feel that the Emperor Bloodline in this youth's body was slowly recovering!
"Hu …"
Taking in a deep breath, Feng Zhentian suppressed the excitement in his heart. Slowly, he closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something!
"It really is the God-Slaying Sword!"
A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shot out a divine light as he stared at the youth in the cocoon of light. His face was filled with shock, and he exclaimed out loud!
"En?"
Hearing the exclamation, Feng Heng, who was sitting at the side, opened his eyes and looked over cautiously. When he realized that it was Feng Zhentian, he was slightly startled, and he immediately stood up and respectfully called out: "Patriarch!"
"En!"
Feng Zhentian nodded, and tried his best to restrain the excitement on his face before saying: "These few thousand years … because of the Patriarch's mistake, all of you have suffered!"
They were once the number one branch of the Feng Clan, but now, they were not even comparable to a small branch! Thinking about this, Feng Zhentian's heart surged with guilt!
"This is the mistake of my Feng Ni Ancestor! Our branch should bear all of this!"
Hearing this, Feng Heng's eyes turned slightly red, but he still spoke firmly!
His words caused Feng Zhentian's heart to shake violently, and a sour and bitter feeling surged up in his heart. He slowly said: "You are wrong! All of us are wrong! If something happens to a family, we should bear it together, but we let your branch bear it alone …"
At that time, it was definitely wrong to blame the loss of the Emperor Weapon on this branch!
They were all from the Feng Clan!
The loss of the Emperor Weapon should be the entire clan's responsibility! Letting this branch bear it alone was actually every single clan member trying to shirk their responsibility!
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