Swish!
While Yang Zhaokai was thinking, Yang Yuming and Ning Yue had already arrived at the Martial Proclamation Hall.
Yang Yuming did not enter the Martial Proclamation Hall directly but stood where he was, his eyes fixed on the rank one Quasi-emperor in the center of the hall.
Sun Lun!
The rank one Quasi-emperor was none other than the only Quasi-emperor who supported Yang Yuming, Sun Lun!
Crack crack crack!
Yang Yuming clenched his fists tightly when he saw Sun Lun.
"Fifth Brother, why don't you come in?"
Yang Zhaokai sat at the head of the hall and looked at Yang Yuming. "Let us brothers have a good gathering today."
"Let him go."
Yang Yuming took a deep breath and said coldly, "This is between us and has nothing to do with Sun Lun. I hope you can let him go."
"Hope? Hahaha, are you begging me? " Yang Zhaokai suddenly laughed. "Come, try begging me again. As long as you beg me one more time, I will let Sun Lun go."
"Don't push your luck!" Yang Yuming's expression turned ugly. It was obvious that he had been holding it in.
"Humph!"
Yang Zhaokai suddenly stood up from his seat and went to Sun Lun's side.
He lifted his right foot and stomped on Sun Lun's chest.
Crack!
The sound of ribs breaking rang out.
Yang Zhaokai's kick directly broke several of Sun Lun's ribs in his chest.
"Ah!"
A hysterical scream came from Sun Lun's mouth. "Fifth Prince, leave quickly. If you don't leave …"
Before Sun Lun could finish his sentence.
Yang Zhaokai stomped down again.
Sun Lun, who already had his ribs broken, fainted on the spot.
Bang!
Yang Zhaokai kicked Sun Lun toward Yang Yuming and said, "Since you're here, don't leave. My brother needs a companion."
Boom!
Suddenly.
A terrifying aura came from the void.
Rank three Quasi-emperor!
This aura came from an early rank three Quasi-emperor!
The aura of a rank three Quasi-emperor caused Yang Yuming's face to turn pale.
Fortunately, Ning Yue had helped him block most of the aura. Otherwise, the aura of a rank three Quasi-emperor would have been enough to kill him!
"Eh?"
When the Rank Three Quasi-emperor hidden in the void saw that Ning Yue was actually able to withstand the pressure of his aura, he could not help but feel somewhat astonished.
You should know.
In his opinion, Ning Yue's cultivation was only at the peak Immortal King Realm.
After all, Ning Yue had concealed his aura. He could not tell that Ning Yue was a Rank 2 Quasi-Emperor.
A martial artist at the peak of the Celestial King Stage was actually able to resist the pressure of his aura. This indeed made him look at him in a new light.
As for Ao Xing, Ning Lu, and the others, this Rank 3 quasi-Emperor did not even look at them.
"Interesting."
The corners of the Rank Three Quasi-emperor's lips curled up slightly, but he immediately went into hiding.
With Ning Yue backing him up, Yang Yuming walked straight into the hall and came to Sun Lun's side.
Chi chi!
He placed his palm on Sun Lun's chest and continuously injected energy into Sun Lun's body, starting to treat Sun Lun.
When a cultivator reached the quasi-Emperor realm, their ribs could heal on their own.
However, there seemed to be a terrifying energy in Sun Lun's body, constantly preventing him from healing.
"Don't waste your energy. Let's negotiate a condition. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, I will let Sun Lun off and let you treat him."
The corners of Yang Zhaokai's mouth curled up. He looked at Yang Yuming and said indifferently, "Sun Lun's bones are very tough. He still refuses to submit to me, saying that he wants to wait for you to return. Haha, what a joke. Trash like you, even if you return, what can you do? Do you think you can overturn the heavens? "
Yang Yuming did not care about Yang Zhaokai's threat. His gaze shifted to Ning Yue, revealing a pleading expression.
Ning Yue understood and released his perception, quietly entering Sun Lun's body and starting to inspect.
Gasp!
Ning Yue sucked in a breath of cold air when he saw the results of the inspection.
Sun Lun's injuries were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.
His ribs were broken, and even his internal organs had suffered a great impact.
Ning Yue really admired Sun Lun. He was actually able to persist until now after suffering such heavy injuries.
It had to be said that Sun Lun was a person with great perseverance. His future achievements would not be low.
"I'm fine."
After inspecting Sun Lun's injuries, Ning Yue nodded at Yang Yuming and said, "Leave it to me."
As they spoke.
Ning Yue took out a drop of Emperor's Spiritual Liquid from the Red Demon Sword and with a flick of his wrist, injected it into Sun Lun's body.
Chi chi chi!
The effect of the Emperor's Spiritual Liquid was extremely powerful.
Sun Lun's internal organs and broken ribs were healing at an extremely terrifying speed.
In just a few short seconds, Chen Xiaobei's eyes widened.
All the bones in Sun Lun's body were completely reconnected. Even his injuries were completely healed, and he was back to his peak state!
The Emperor's Spiritual Liquid was not only useful for Immortal Kings, but it was even more useful for Emperors.
In other words.
The Emperor's Spiritual Liquid would only be effective in the hands of Quasi-emperors.
After all, Quasi-emperors could refine the Emperor's Spiritual Liquid, but Immortal Kings could only slowly refine it.
"How is this possible?"
Yang Zhaokai's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
He knew better than anyone how serious Sun Lun's injuries were.
Ordinary liquids could not heal him at all.
The drop of liquid that Ning Yue took out was actually so effective?
Yang Zhaokai did not think about the Emperor's Spiritual Liquid.
Because the Quasi-emperors sent by the Divine Wind Empire had all died in the Quasi-emperor Secret Realm, and they did not get a single drop of Emperor's Spiritual Liquid.
According to the intelligence, Yang Yuming and the others did not go to the core area of the Quasi-emperor Secret Realm. They only wandered around the outer area.
There was no Emperor's Spiritual Liquid in the outer area, so Yang Zhaokai did not think about the Emperor's Spiritual Liquid.
"There's nothing that's impossible."
Yang Yuming said coldly, "Eighteenth Brother, you have occupied my residence. If you leave now, I can let bygones be bygones."
"Let bygones be bygones?" Yang Zhaokai seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Fifth Brother, it seems that you think you are invincible after advancing to the peak Immortal King Realm. How about this, I will give you a chance. If you can defeat me, I will leave immediately."
"Defeat you?" Yang Yuming glanced at Yang Zhaokai and frowned slightly.
In Yang Yuming's view, Yang Zhaokai's cultivation was only at the late-stage Immortal King Realm.
However, for some reason, Yang Yuming felt that Yang Zhaokai was different from before.
Previously, Yang Zhaokai looked very dull and timid, and he was afraid of losing his hands and feet.
But now, Yang Zhaokai was swift and decisive, and his personality was completely different.
"Eighteenth Prince!"
Next to him.
Zhao Feng said in a low voice, "I advise you not to be impulsive. If you ruin the plan, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"
"How dare you!"
Yang Zhaokai glanced coldly at Zhao Feng and said, "Mother sent you here to guide me, not to criticize me. If you dare to disrespect me again, then don't blame me for using my authority to kill you by force!"
"You!"
Zhao Feng's expression was extremely cold.
However, he took a deep breath and forced himself to endure.
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