As this figure charged into the air, he angrily roared, "Junior, hand over your life!"
Space suddenly exploded as a silver dot of light instantly grew in size, stabbing straight at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan coldly chuckled as a golden streak of light flew out to meet the silver light.
Boom!
There was another earth-shattering explosion as the golden light and silver light collided. Shockwaves surged outwards, causing the entire hall to tremble and sway on the verge of collapse.
Everyone was alarmed. Fortunately, there were quite a few Martial Generals among them who knew some martial arts. With the help of the Martial Generals, the civil officials jumped out of the windows and through the doors. In just a few moments, they had all run out.
Yan Feiyun saw that something was wrong and hurriedly leaped out of the large hole with the people beside him. Yan Feiwen and Wang Wu also ran out of the hall.
The moment everyone escaped from the hall, the grand banquet hall of Xuanwen Mansion suddenly began to crackle. In the next moment, it collapsed, sending dust into the air.
Everyone was dumbfounded as they stared at the ruins in a daze, losing the ability to think.
Suddenly, bricks and tiles flew in all directions from the center of the ruins. Two figures instantly flew out and landed in two different directions.
Yang Xuan floated down and stood on a large piece of wood. His hands were behind his back as he looked at the nearby Xuan Wenli.
Xuan Wenli landed on the ground, his body trembling violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as paper as his body tottered.
He held a silver spear about a meter long in his hand. At this moment, he used the spear to support himself on the ground, barely managing to stabilize himself.
Everyone was stunned as they stared at this scene in disbelief. Their gazes wandered between Xuan Wenli and Yang Xuan, their faces filled with extreme shock.
Yan Feiyun was alarmed as he hurriedly said, "Grandmaster Xuan Wen …"
Xuan Wenli cut him off as he stared fixedly at Yang Xuan. His face was filled with shock and fear. At this moment, his heart was in turmoil and he found it difficult to calm down. His entire being was filled with fear, and he couldn't even care about his injuries.
Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. In his eyes, Yang Xuan was as tall as a mountain, giving off immense pressure.
A word circled in his mind, but he didn't have the guts to say it.
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the young man in the middle of the field.
"What? Master Xuanwen was defeated so quickly? "
"Didn't he just step into the Xiantian realm? How is that possible? "
"Who said he's less than twenty years old? I think he's a century-old monster. "
"This is bad. If we offend him this time, we won't have a good time in the future."
"My mistake, my mistake. If I had known this would happen, I would have left the city to welcome them. Aiya, my mistake, my mistake."
For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. Hundreds of thoughts ran through their minds, and some even revealed fear in their eyes.
To be able to defeat a veteran Innate Ranker and make Xuan Wenli tremble in fear, no amount of respect was enough.
They really didn't expect that the young Yang Xuan was actually a super expert.
For a moment, Yang Xuan's figure rose infinitely in their hearts, like a demon god.
If Yang Xuan was only an ordinary Innate Ranker, although they would still respect him, they wouldn't fear him. However, Yang Xuan was actually a super expert who could easily defeat Xuan Wenli. This kind of strength was already a national treasure that could suppress other countries. How could they not be shocked?
For a moment, everyone felt some regret. If they had known this would happen, they wouldn't have agreed to the First Prince's invitation.
Now, not only had they failed to curry favor with Xuan Wenli, but they had also indirectly offended a super expert. Thinking of this, everyone was incomparably terrified. They even felt a trace of resentment toward the First Prince.
Yang Xuan laughed involuntarily. This Xuan Wenli was inferior to Sun Chongming. Back when he was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, he could kill Sun Chongming. Now that he had stepped into the Foundation Establishment realm, dealing with Xuan Wenli of Hundred Scatters Heaven was as easy as blowing off dust.
He laughed and no longer looked at the trembling Xuan Wenli. Instead, he turned to Yan Feiwen and said, "Let's go!"
"Yes! Grandmaster Yang! "Yan Feiwen's face was filled with joy as he loudly replied.
Everyone looked at Yan Feiwen with eyes full of envy. To be able to form a relationship with such a super expert, the Seventh Prince's future was limitless.
Thinking of this, a few quick-witted officials were already considering how to pay a visit to Yan Feiwen and form a good relationship with him.
Yang Xuan no longer paid any attention to Xuan Wenli. He turned and walked toward the door. Wherever he went, everyone silently opened a path for him, their eyes filled with reverence.
Behind him, Yan Feiyun's eyes flashed. It was unknown what he was thinking. As for Xuan Wenli, his face was incomparably pale. He looked at Yang Xuan's back, his eyes filled with deep fear.
Of everyone present, only he knew how terrifying Yang Xuan's strength was. This was no longer the strength of Hundred Scatters Heaven, but …
This phrase lingered in his mind, but he didn't have the courage to say it. He only looked at Yang Xuan's back as if he was worshipping a demon.
By the time he left Xuan Wenli's residence, it was already late.
The original plan was for the civil and military officials to welcome Yang Xuan and then head straight to the Hall of Masters to rest. But now that such a matter had occurred, going to the Hall of Masters was clearly not a good idea. That would be too degrading.
Yan Feiwen observed the situation and took the opportunity to invite Yang Xuan to his residence to rest.
Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Yan Feiwen was overjoyed. In his mind, he had already raised Yang Xuan's status again and again, but unexpectedly, he had still greatly underestimated him. He had never imagined that Yang Xuan would be able to so easily defeat Xuan Wenli. And now, he had unexpectedly formed a relationship with such an expert with a limitless future. How could he not be overjoyed?
At this moment, Yang Xuan inwardly sneered.
Yang Xuan definitely wouldn't believe that Yan Emperor Yan Shixin didn't know about Yan Feiyun's plan.
If Yan Shixin knew about Yan Feiyun's actions and tacitly agreed, then Yan Shixin's attitude was worth pondering.
Xiantian masters were highly respected in any country. Now, Yan Shixin tacitly agreed that Yan Feiyun had taken Yang Xuan down a notch. It seemed that he wanted to establish Yan Feiyun's prestige.
However, Yan Shixin probably never imagined that Yang Xuan would be able to so easily defeat Xuan Wenli.
A cold expression crept onto Yang Xuan's face, his eyes brimming with frost.
I don't object to establishing your prestige, but using me to establish your prestige, you've chosen the wrong person.
Yan Feiwen was overjoyed when he saw that Yang Xuan had accepted his arrangements. Yan Feiyun's actions today had clearly sent a message to him. The old emperor was determined to pass the throne to the first prince, Yan Feiyun.
At this time, his intentions for inviting Yang Xuan were self-evident. Yang Xuan wasn't stupid. Of course, he knew that Yan Feiwen was trying to rope him in. However, he had always liked Yan Feiwen, so he didn't object.
Late at night, the palace was still brightly lit. The exquisite palace was like a dragon coiling around a tiger. Under the starlight, it exuded the majesty of the imperial family.
Zhenghe Palace, study.
The old emperor, Yan Shixin, sat in his chair and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest. His white hair was neat and tidy like iron wire. At this moment, his eyes opened and he was slightly surprised as he said, "Xuan Wen Li lost?"
In front of him, a man in black was kneeling on the ground. When he heard this, he said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Grandmaster Xuan Wenli lost and was injured after a few rounds with Grandmaster Yang. All the officials saw it!"
Hearing this, Yan Shixin closed his eyes again. The study fell into a deathly silence. One could even hear a pin drop.
He really didn't expect that Xuan Wenli wouldn't be Yang Xuan's match, and lose so quickly.
It was already shocking for a Xiantian master to appear in a remote and desolate place. However, what was even more unexpected was that this Xiantian master could actually defeat a veteran Xiantian master.
"You can leave first." He waved his hand. The man in black kowtowed and then left.
The light was dim and flickered. The flickering light shone on his face, making it look uncertain. Then, a gust of wind blew out the candles, plunging the study into darkness.
Yan Shixin sat in the dark, not moving for a long time. After a while, he seemed to be talking to himself. "This is a bit troublesome. What do you think?"
"It is indeed unexpected." Suddenly, a hoarse and old voice came from the dark. "According to the information, he is not older than 20 years old. This kind of genius is rare."
Hearing this, Yan Shixin's lips curled up slightly. He stood up and paced around in the dark. "A Xiantian master less than 20 years old. It is not enough to describe him as rare. Do you still remember the legend of the Martial God?"
"You mean …?" The voice in the dark sounded surprised. "When the Martial God was young?"
"Yes. It is rumored that the Martial God also reached the Xiantian Realm before the age of 20." Yan Shixin's eyes shone, piercing through the darkness. "Yang Xuan seems to be younger than the Martial God."
Hiss!
The voice in the dark sucked in a cold breath. "So, his talent is comparable to the Martial God?"
Hearing this, Yan Shixin smiled. "Whether or not he is comparable to the Martial God is another matter. However, it is certain that he is a peerless genius. It is a blessing for such a genius to appear in Yan Shixin."
"That is true." The voice in the dark heaved a sigh of relief and continued, "Yang Xuan has already reached the Xiantian Realm at such a young age. His future is limitless."
Yan Shixin nodded. "To be able to reach the Xiantian Realm before the age of 20, his talent is extraordinary."
"Today, the First Prince has already offended him. There will be trouble in the future." The voice was slightly worried.
"Tomorrow, I will personally apologize to him. I think he will not be angry anymore." Yan Shixin sighed and looked unhappy. "Yun Er, what you did was inappropriate. How can you offend a Xiantian Master so easily? It is not worth it to create an enemy for him."
"But …" The voice in the dark wanted to say something but was interrupted by Yan Shixin. "Say no more. No matter what, it is my fortune to have Yang Xuan."
"My King is wise!" The voice in the dark slowly disappeared without a trace.
Yan Shixin did not move. He stood quietly in the dark.
"Troubled times." He let out a long sigh.
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