"Bam!" Zheng Lide flew out.
Everyone was shocked. Their first thought was not to pounce on this perverted man, but to find King An and protect him.
Unfortunately, King An had already entered the forest. They could not find him, so they could only pounce on the perverted man.
The perverted man sneered, "Chu Li, come out!"
The night sky was quiet. There was no response.
"Alright, then I will kill everyone in the Imperial Residence of King An!" The perverted man shouted. His voice was like a bell, shaking the birds in the forest.
The protectors pounced on him.
The perverted man laughed and welcomed them.
"Bam bam bam bam …" A series of muffled sounds were heard, and the protectors flew out one by one.
They were like defenseless children in front of the perverted man. Their movements were slow and clumsy. They could not even touch a hair on the perverted man, but they were still sent flying by him.
The perverted man's body movement technique was as fast as lightning. His palms were like lightning, so fast that one could not even see his shadow.
In the blink of an eye, none of the protectors were left standing. Their movements were so fast that it was shocking.
"Chu Li, you are indeed ruthless!" The perverted man laughed and turned into a shadow. Like a dark cloud, he quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
The protectors widened their eyes. They endured the pain and activated their inner energy, trying to force out this strange palm energy.
Unfortunately, the palm energy of the Heaven's Thunder Palm was strange. It was extremely pure and overbearing. Their internal organs were constantly being destroyed. In just a short while, they were all heavily injured. If it were not for the spirit medicine they had, they would have died by now.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Xu Ning chanted the name of Buddha. He stood up and walked in front of everyone. He raised his voice and said, "Everyone, sit together. Place your palms on each other's back and form a circle."
Everyone trusted him and did as he said.
They struggled to get up, enduring the pain. Their faces were full of emotions. They sat down in a circle while panting. They placed their palms on the back of the person in front of them. One by one, they connected with each other and formed a circle.
Xu Ning said, "Everyone was hit by the Heaven's Thunder Palm. One person cannot resolve it alone. Only by borrowing each other's strength can the palm energy collide and dissolve. Everyone, slowly inject your inner energy into each other's body so that your inner energy is connected."
Everyone did as they were told. Slowly, they felt the strange palm energy slowly dissipate and finally disappear. The pleasure in their bodies also dissipated. It was as if they had ascended from hell to paradise.
This was extremely mystical. They all raised their heads and looked at Xu Ning in disbelief.
Xu Ning pressed his palms together and bowed. "This is the unique solution to Amethyst Mountain's Heaven's Thunder Palm. Everyone will be able to use it in the future. Let's go look for His Royal Highness now."
Everyone hurriedly pressed their palms together to return the greeting and stood up to look for King An.
All of them were injured. Fortunately, the palm energy had been removed, so their injuries would not worsen. They could slowly recover.
However, when they thought of the wretched middle-aged man's movement technique, it was still terrifying. It was too fast, they could not react in time. So many people were like decorations. This was the ultimate skill of the Amethyst Mountain. It was no wonder that the Amethyst Mountain could become one of the four major sects. It was truly terrifying!
They soon found the dying King An in the forest.
The corner of King An's mouth was full of blood. He laid on the ground, looking battered and exhausted, as if he was about to breathe his last at any moment.
They quickly fed him a pill, a life-saving medicine. Then, they placed King An next to the bonfire and sat down, surrounding King An in the middle. They closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths, beginning to circulate and heal their wounds.
In the middle of the night, King An slowly woke up.
Xu Ning was sitting next to him.
King An groaned, "Revered Sir?"
Xu Ning opened his eyes and said softly, "How do you feel, Your Royal Highness?"
"Did I manage to survive?" King An asked.
Xu Ning nodded lightly and said, "He still has his reservations. He did not dare to kill you, Your Royal Highness."
"Hmph!" King An gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Chu Li!"
Xu Ning said, "The Head Chief might have escaped. That's why he chased after us. He wanted to use everyone's lives to force the Head Chief to show himself. Unfortunately, the Head Chief is not here."
"Even if he was, he would not show himself!" King An sneered, "It's all his fault!"
"Your Royal Highness, your injuries are too severe. You need to recuperate carefully," Xu Ning said softly, "It's better for you to return to the Public House first. You can't go to the High Duke's Public House anymore."
"… That's fine." King An knew that if he went to the High Duke's Public House now, he would only be humiliating himself.
Siao Tieying had been suppressing his anger for a long time. He would never let go of this opportunity. He would thoroughly humiliate him. If he went now, he would only be asking for trouble.
King An struggled to sit up. He channeled and adjusted his breaths. As soon as he channeled, his face suddenly changed.
He stared at Xu Ning, "My martial arts …?"
Xu Ning sighed and said softly, "Your Royal Highness, you need to start cultivating again."
"Who is this fellow?!" King An gritted his teeth and asked slowly, "Who was the one who crippled my martial arts?"
"Geng Huarong," Xu Ning said, "The first generation disciple of the Amethyst Mountain. He is an expert in the Heaven's Thunder Palm. He kills people like flies."
"Geng, Hua, Rong …" King An said word by word. It was as if he wanted to imprint this name into his mind. He would never forget it.
"Your Royal Highness, you still have your life. You just need to cultivate from the beginning." Xu Ning said calmly.
King An said coldly, "Revered sir, it's easy for you to say. If I were to cultivate from the beginning, how long would it take for me to recover my previous cultivation level?"
"I think with your ability, Your Royal Highness, three to five years would be enough?" Xu Ning said.
"Three years! Five years! "King An sneered. Then, he started coughing violently.
Xu Ning patted his back and sent some inner force into his body. He said gently, "Your Royal Highness, there's no need to be discouraged. It's only five years. It's just a blink of an eye. Cultivating from the beginning will make your foundation stronger. It'll be more beneficial for your Enlightened Mastery's Boundary."
"Five years, five years!" King An said coldly, "Are you going to let Chu Li live for another five years?!"
Xu Ning said calmly, "Your Royal Highness, that's his fate. Let him live for now. It won't be too late to take care of him when Your Royal Highness has mastered your martial arts."
"No!" King An shook his head, "I can't stand it for another five years!"
Xu Ning looked at him calmly.
King An gritted his teeth and said, "Does your temple have a way to recover martial arts?"
Xu Ning shook his head.
King An said, "None of the four major sects?"
Xu Ning sighed, "Your Royal Highness, it's easy to save a life, but it's hard to recover martial arts. I'm afraid that only the Emperor and the Enlightened Master from the Tempest Temple can do it. Your Royal Highness, do you want to ask the Emperor for help?"
"… I can't," King An said slowly.
He knew that if he asked for help from his father, then everything would be over. Even if he lived, he would be a walking corpse.
His father never wanted him to inherit the throne. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to the marriage with the High Duke's Public House.
However, he also knew that his father would not interfere too much. As long as he did not kill his brothers, no matter what he did, his father would only watch from the side. However, if he asked for help from his father, it would mean that he would withdraw from the fight for the throne.
He worked hard for so many years, all for the sake of the throne. If he could not obtain the throne, there would be no point in living, let alone recovering martial arts.
"If that's the case, I can only cultivate on my own?" King An said in a low voice.
Xu Ning nodded slowly.
King An said, "Alright! … Go and find Chu Li! "
"Your Royal Highness, I think the Head Chief has already hidden somewhere else," Xu Ning said.
King An scoffed, "Look for him. I don't believe that he could really escape. Maybe he's already dead! … If he's not dead, then kill him! "
He had personally experienced Geng Huarong's martial arts. No matter how powerful Chu Li was, he would not be able to escape from Geng Huarong's palm technique.
"Yes," Xu Ning bowed with pressed palms.
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