As soon as he heard that the throne was prepared for the so-called King, Tang Yunhao felt a headache coming on.
He really didn't know why the Old Ancestor was so convinced of the King's identity.
Had he gone senile?
Or was he the real King?
Or was he playing some kind of trick?
"Father, please persuade Great-grandfather. That guy is a fake Childe Chiyan. How could he be the King?"
Although Tang Man-ching doubted the authenticity of Gu Qingfeng's identity as King Chixiao, she never doubted Gu Qingfeng's identity as a Childe Chiyan. Previously, when she received Fairy Su Yan's message talisman, Su You said with certainty that the real Childe Chiyan had died nine years ago. In other words, that guy was not only a fake King Chixiao, but also a fake Childe Chiyan.
As for who that guy was …
Tang Man-ching didn't know. At this moment, she wasn't in the mood to think about it.
Although she knew and witnessed the guy's unfathomable strength with her own eyes, what could she do?
Even if he was unfathomable, could he deal with so many Immortals from Sengoku?
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if that fella was truly heaven-defying, he would still be able to deal with the immortals from the Immortal Dynasty.
But in this way, not only would he not be able to save the Yan Luo Kingdom, but he would also consign it to eternal damnation. Sengoku was too strong for one person to deal with.
Now that Great-grandfather had prepared the throne and delicious food, it was obvious that he wanted the fake King Chixiao to come forward for the Yan Luo Kingdom.
Tang Man-ching couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen when the time came.
How could Tang Yunhao not know this? He said, "It's not like you don't know your Great-grandfather's temper. When has he ever been persuaded? In the whole world, only your aunt can persuade him. If I try to persuade him, not only will I not be able to, but I will also be beaten up."
"But … but … but what should I do?"
What to do?
If possible, Tang Yunhao also wanted to know what to do. Looking at the throne in the pavilion that symbolized Yanluo royalty, Tang Yunhao sighed deeply and said, "Now, we can only take one step at a time and do our best. Let's leave it to fate."
Since Tang Yunhao did not know what Sengoku's true intentions were, he did not have any countermeasures. If Sengoku was just testing the waters, he could still keep the Yanluo royalty. If Sengoku was not just testing the waters, but trying to eradicate the Yanluo royalty, then he could only protect the dignity of the Yanluo royalty with his life.
At this moment.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder resounded in the sky. Then, a ray of light shot over like a meteor.
His speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in an instant.
He was alone.
A cold and arrogant young man.
The man's aura was extraordinary. He was an Earth Immortal, a Returnance Earth Immortal.
However.
What was really eye-catching was the aura around him. One of them was the aura of the Destiny, and the other was the aura of the Little Immortal Decree.
He had both the Destiny and the Little Immortal Decree? And he was an Earth Immortal of Returnance.
Who was this man?
Just as everyone was wondering, the cold and arrogant young man walked over to Zhou Taihe, knelt on one knee, and cupped his fists. "Greetings, Master."
He was Zhou Taihe's disciple?
Could it be …
He was Zhou Taihe's mysterious disciple, Dongfang Jian, who had both the Destiny and the Little Immortal Decree?
Yes!
It must be him!
Having the Destiny meant that he was a heavenly talent blessed by the heavens.
And this Dongfang Jian not only had the Destiny, but also the Little Immortal Decree. In addition, his cultivation was an Earth Immortal of Returnance, which meant that he had one foot in the door of immortality.
With such good fortune and such cultivation, it was no exaggeration to say that Dongfang Jian was already the leader of the younger generation of the Yan Luo Kingdom.
Even the former leader of the Yan Luo Eighteen, the current head of the Thái Tông, Mu Dongsheng, and the two heavenly talents of the Nandou Sect, Guan Jin and Guan Yu, paled in comparison to him.
Just as Dongfang Jian arrived, another powerful sound came from the sky.
"Brother Dongfang, we were unable to determine the outcome of yesterday's battle. Do you dare to fight with me again today?"
When the voice came, everyone looked over and saw a group of people flying over in a grandiose manner.
When they took a closer look, there was an uproar.
This was because everyone found that these people were all Sengoku's Viscounts, and there were more than a hundred of them.
These Sengoku Viscounts were all second-generation immortals. They were born with immortal spiritual aura and had the Great Sunlight Dharma Form bestowed by Sengoku. Coupled with their own good fortune, their strength could not be said to be weak. The hundred Sengoku Viscounts appeared at the same time, each one dazzling like a great sun or a meteor shower descending on the venue.
The leader was a handsome man with a smile on his face.
This man crossed his arms and looked arrogant. He stood high in the sky, and the brilliance around his body was faintly discernible. The spiritual aura of creation was astonishing. Not only did he have the aura of the Destiny, but he also had the aura of the Little Immortal Decree and the Little Nature.
Three great fortunes in one body!
Another Viscount of Sengoku.
Suddenly.
Everyone in the venue immediately realized that this man should be the legendary Purple Cloud Celestial Duke, Long Qianren, who had the power of the Azure Dragon Tyrant Sun, the Little Immortal Decree, and the Little Nature!
Were the people of Sengoku here?
Everyone was shocked, but looking around, it seemed that only Long Qianren and the hundred Sengoku Viscounts had arrived. There was no sign of the other Sengoku people.
However.
Since Long Qianren was here, the immortals of Sengoku would definitely arrive soon.
"Why wouldn't I dare!"
Dongfang Jian leaped up and stood in the sky.
"Very good! Take this! "
Whoosh!
As the voice fell, the brilliance around Long Qianren's body flashed wildly. The three great fortunes of Destiny, the Little Immortal Decree, and the Little Nature circled around his body like three divine powers. At the same time, Dongfang Jian's body also flashed with brilliance, and a surge of power erupted. The two great fortunes of Destiny and Nature circled around his body, very fierce.
Everyone was stunned. No one expected Long Qianren, the Purple Cloud Celestial Duke, to suddenly appear, and even more so, they did not expect him to fight Dongfang Jian. Coming back to their senses, everyone in the venue was quite excited.
One was Dongfang Jian, the two great fortunes of Destiny and the Little Immortal Decree.
The other was Long Qianren, who combined the three great fortunes of Destiny, the Little Immortal Decree, and the Little Nature.
How could the battle between these two unparalleled Heaven's Favorites not excite the crowd?
Boom! Boom!
The two fought fiercely in the sky. The exciting battle was breathtaking. Their powerful strength made people envious, but at the same time, respectful and fearful.
It was said that although Long Qianren was an Earth Immortal, his strength was comparable to a Loose Immortal, and a Ninth Tribulation Loose Immortal. Even a True Immortal was somewhat afraid of him. They thought it was just an exaggeration, but now that they saw it with their own eyes, they realized that Long Qianren's strength was even more terrifying than the rumors.
At least, none of the Loose Immortal Patriarchs of the Four Great Clans and Seven Great Sects dared to say that they could kill Long Qianren.
The more they watched, the more shocked the Loose Immortal Patriarchs became. Watching the battle between the two, they even doubted whether they could use their full strength to shake Long Qianren's three great fortunes, let alone kill Long Qianren.
(End of Chapter)
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