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Chapter 573: Who is the True Master of Nan Hong?
Chapter 573: Who is the True Master of Nan Hong?
In the blink of an eye, as the dragon's roar echoed, a yellow shadow, bristling with spikes, burst through the thick layers of greenstone, sending dust flying. The large stones in the hall rose, as if the earth was trembling!
Boom!
The yellow shadow, like a draconic creature, broke through the floor, charging towards the figure in the Nanyang white robe sitting at the table!
The swirling dragon energy suddenly stirred, forming layers of phantoms, as if countless Yellow Plague Poison Dragons were entangled together. Each ferocious dragon head opened its mouth wide, roaring as they pounced forward.
Upon hearing the dragon's roar, the many Dragon Sons' faces lit up with joy, and they immediately prostrated themselves, bowing with their entire bodies on the ground, and shouted:
"Your son greets the Father King!"
The yellow shadow gradually enlarged in Shen Yi's pupils, then quickly dissipated into a red mist.
With slightly disheveled hair, his handsome face remained unchanged. He stared intently at the yellow shadow, just as he was focused on his actions, seriously driving the blade into the Second Prince's throat. Even now, he showed no signs of stopping.
In his Brow Sea of Consciousness, three Heaven Realm Chamber Lords, led by Ke Shisan, were poised to act, ready to sacrifice themselves for their master at any moment.
Even if it meant shattering three Binding Stones, Shen Yi was determined to take the Second Prince's life today.
After all, the Binding Stones could be slowly repaired, but the opportunity for Ke Shisan to advance further was limited, and after this, his strength would be mostly exposed, making the Southern Dragon Palace more vigilant.
The opportunity must not be missed!
The Second Prince, barely breathing, opened his dazed eyes, staring at the youth before him in disbelief.
He couldn't understand what the other party was thinking.
The Father King had already taken action.
In this situation, this youth still refused to back down and insisted on taking his own life?
At this moment, the three Chamber Lords suddenly became silent.
Because the yellow shadow stopped three zhang away from the stone table.
In front of it, a figure stood straight, his long sleeves fluttering, holding a sword in one hand. The ancient Dao Sword remained sheathed, and he gripped the middle of the scabbard, a cold smile on his lips, forcibly blocking the yellow shadow three zhang away!
The yellow shadow finally revealed its true form—a dragon arm with muscles rippling like mountains, dull scales covered in moss, and a faint hint of decay, yet incredibly robust.
Just this single forearm was as large as a real Yellow Plague Poison Dragon, making it hard to imagine the true size of this demon's body.
"Heh," Ye Jiu gripped the sword scabbard and coldly snorted, vigorously shaking his arm, and in full view of everyone, he pushed the dragon claw back a few feet.
This scene left everyone in the hall in awe.
Especially Qi Zhaoyi and the Cole Family Prince, who looked at the Sky Sword Sect Master with a mix of awe and fear.
The next moment, Ye Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his disdainful voice echoed through the hall.
"Life and death aside, are you willing to accept the consequences of your gamble?"
The sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the silent hall, and the sound of the long blade cutting through flesh became more distinct.
The Second Prince extended his claws, gripping the blade, and a muffled gurgling sound came from his throat, as if both pleading and cursing.
The dragon arm that had emerged from the ground slowly rose, its claws clenching into a fist.
A deep voice reverberated throughout the hall.
"I will only say this once."
"Stop."
Not just in Nan Hong, but in all of Hong Ze, there were few who could ignore the warnings of the South Dragon King.
Especially now, within his lair.
The various sect leaders stared at this old rival with complex emotions, then shifted their gaze to the youth on the main seat.
They saw Shen Yi looking at the dragon arm, and then firmly pressed the blade downward.
Crack!
The golden pattern was stained red with blood, exuding a hint of demonic allure. The Mysterious Sword completely pierced the Second Prince's neck and then plunged straight into the stone floor.
[Slaying a Heaven Realm Yellow Plague Poison Dragon, total lifespan of 690,000 years, remaining lifespan of 270,000 years, absorption complete]
As the prompt appeared on the panel, Shen Yi slowly released the hilt, and the Golden Patterned Dark Blade transformed into a stream of energy and disappeared into his robe.
Whether it was the numerous Dragon Sons bowing on the ground or the Cole Family Prince bowing in greeting, at that moment, their eyelids twitched, and their shoulders trembled slightly.
They were not only shocked by Shen Yi's audacity but also sensed the Father King's emotional turmoil.
"..."
Shen Yi casually tore off a piece of the Second Prince's clothing and calmly wiped the blood from his palm.
He slightly raised his eyes and threw the wet bloodstained cloth at the Cole Family Prince's feet, saying indifferently, "Keep it, the evidence you wanted."
His clear voice echoed in the ears of the demons.
They instinctively looked up, and the Nanyang pattern on the golden silk white robe was dazzling. In front of the Nanyang Sect Master, Ye Jiu's proud expression was also familiar.
The two of them standing one behind the other, reminded this group of dragon demons of the events from ten thousand years ago.
That humiliating past!
The Cole Family Prince's crown trembled, and he stared at the torn cloth at his feet, causing his throat to emit a trembling sound of rage.
However, with the Father King present, as the Crown Prince, he had no right to speak. He could only forcibly suppress his emotions and wait silently.
"In these years, you've made considerable progress.
"The South Dragon King fell silent for a long time before finally speaking, but even though he tried to conceal it, the killing intent in his voice was still evident."
"Not even close."
Ye Jiu chuckled lightly, mocking, "Not enough to pull you, an old thing, out of that cave and behead you with a single sword."
"But..."
He clenched his fingers around the sword sheath, and a three-inch radiance surged out, sheathing his sword and withdrawing his smile, "Stop you for a while, it's still no problem."
The South Dragon King fell silent again, not refuting, but speaking softly, "Go back and prepare. This time... Nan Hong will no longer have the Seven Sons."
The Seven Sons were united in spirit, not just referring to the seven sect leaders, but also to their shared sacred ground.
With all seven of them gathered, they would undoubtedly help Ye Jiu temporarily take the final step and reach the perfect Heaven Realm.
Similarly, relying on external forces to reach this realm, even though the South Dragon King would be far more enduring than his opponent, but without Ye Jiu's intention to fight to the death, neither side could do anything to the other.
As his words fell, the dragon arm slowly retracted, leaving behind a terrifyingly large hole amidst the chaos.
Ye Jiu casually dispersed the Dao sword in his hand and returned to Shen Yi's right side.
He glanced at Shen Yi, the sect leader, and a hint of barely noticeable surprise flashed through his eyes. The other's strength was far greater than he had imagined, although still a bit immature. But considering that he had reached such a realm within a short period, it was already shocking enough.
Moreover, aside from strength, the other's calmness and composure in the face of danger before the South Dragon King perfectly met Ye Jiu's expectations for the Nanyang Sect Leader.
A true great sun should shine forever! The preciousness of such a temperament was no less than the other's terrifying talent.
As for the South Dragon King's threat... it's as if by bowing and backing down, the other party would spare the Nan Hong Seven Sons. The wolfish ambition was as clear as day, it was just a matter of time.
"..."
The Cole Family Prince bent down and picked up the torn cloth, crumpling it in his palm, and brought it to his nose for a light sniff.
Sensing the fresh blood, he then looked towards Shen Yi in front of him.
His premonition proved correct; the resurgence of the Nanyang Sect meant the Nan Hong Seven Sons were planning a rebellion. These cultivators had forgotten the beatings they had endured and were attempting to stand tall again.
Facing the gaze of the Cole Family Prince, Shen Yi calmly returned the stare, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"
For some reason, everyone present heard a hint of expectation in those words, and their faces turned peculiar.
Upon hearing this, the Cole Family Prince fell silent for a moment, then lightly removed the crown with beads from his head and casually tossed it to the ground, self-mockingly smiling, "Nothing else."
Beneath the crown was a fierce yet aged face.
This "test" had made him see many things clearly. At the very least, without relying on the strength of his father's generation, relying solely on himself, and with Qi Zhaoyi, this useless ally who couldn't be counted on, they couldn't move the Nan Hong Seven Sons.
His father also saw this, and he had personally witnessed how he had harmed his brother. The other's final words meant he intended to regain control of the Dragon Palace.
With a Dragon King's involvement, the forces they could mobilize would be even greater, and once they started, it would be with the intention of completely wiping out the Seven Sons.
His father didn't even bother to waste energy arguing or fighting with the Seven Sons here. It was enough to see how heavy their killing intent was.
This was no longer a situation the younger generation could control.
With these words, the Cole Family Prince effectively declared the conclusion of this feast.
His action of discarding the crown also meant abandoning the idea of inheriting the Dragon Cavern, instead choosing to be content as a general under his father's command.
The South Dragon Palace had been comfortable for too long, and it was only now that they finally felt a strong sense of crisis.
The numerous Dragon Sons slowly retreated to both sides, no longer daring to make a sound.
Qi Zhaoyi's face was filled with uncertainty, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, but in reality, it had completely disrupted his original plan.
You should know that the woman in his family was on good terms with the Seven Sons. If the Nan Hong Seven Sons truly stood up again, he wouldn't be able to turn things around in this lifetime.
"Alright."
Although Shen Yi was a bit disappointed, he didn't dwell on it.
The purpose of provoking the South Dragon Palace had been achieved, and the allied sects had made their stance clear. That old dragon could endure even this situation, and further provocation would be meaningless; the other party would never leave this place.
If he could, he would like to sweep away all the Dragon Sons in this hall.
Together, they might be able to push Ke Shisan to the late Heaven Realm.
But the strength demonstrated by the South Dragon King earlier had dispelled Shen Yi's thoughts... borrowing strength was one thing, but putting the sect leaders of the allied sects in life-threatening danger, and even injuring a few of them in the process, was something he couldn't bring himself to do.
They didn't owe him anything.
And even if he summoned a few hall masters, and together they severely injured the South Dragon King, but couldn't finish him off, it wouldn't be a good thing for Shen Yi.
Immortals might not care about other matters, but this old dragon was responsible for helping him watch over the South Flood Domain's vital energy. If it was injured, it would surely attract the attention of the Immortal.
If they were going to fight, they had to ensure a decisive victory.
Then, let Ke Shisan, who also possessed strong bloodline power, temporarily take the place of the South Dragon King and guard the Dragon Cavern, allowing Shen Yi to figure out how to completely master the power of this land.
This was the only way out that Shen Yi could think of.
Today's gains were already sufficient.
Shen Yi casually picked up the Second Prince's corpse, placed it inside his ring, and then strode towards the exit of the hall.
His action caused the numerous Dragon Demons, who had barely suppressed their anger, to look up in astonishment, their eyes widening in a mix of shock and fury.
Even the Cole Family Prince clenched his teeth again.
It was understandable to accept defeat after a gamble, but to desecrate the corpse after taking a life was not something a righteous and honorable family should do.
Recalling Shen Yi's blood-stained dark clouds when he attacked earlier, had the once virtuous and principled Seven Sons of Nan Hong fallen to the path of Demon Cultivation?
For some unknown reason, a chill suddenly arose in Qi Zhaoyi's heart.
When the Seven Sons of Nan Hong still followed the rules, there were countless ways they could suppress their opponents, but if these people all turned into ruthless madmen, even the Western Dragon Palace would find it troublesome.
"Ahem."
The other Sect Leaders coughed a few times and followed Shen Yi out of the hall.
The shocks they had experienced today were already too many, to the point where one more wouldn't make much difference.
It seemed that Shen Yi had never acted normally.
As the numerous cultivators left the hall in an orderly manner, the renowned Dragon Demons glared at them, but not a single one dared to stop them. They could only watch as the Immortal Carriage once again released its radiant glow, rising and flying straight out of the water!
When neither side held back anymore...
This scene alone was enough to indicate who the true master of Nan Hong was.
...
The massive Immortal Carriage rose into the sky like a floating palace, radiant with a brilliant aurora.
As the dawn sun rose and the sky was still slightly dim, the carriage moved forward with majestic elegance towards the direction of the Seven Sons of Nan Hong.
All the major powers along the way witnessed this scene, and in their confusion, they paused in whatever they were doing and bowed respectfully towards the Immortal Carriage.
"..."
On the throne, the Sect Leaders had different thoughts, each sitting in silence.
Although they had benefited from the Eastern Dragon Palace's influence, the Seven Sects of Nan Hong had once enjoyed even greater treatment.
In terms of strength, they could have taken back these privileges long ago.
They had only held back because they believed that such arrogance would bring unpredictable disasters to the Seven Sects.
But today, under Shen Yi's absurd actions, they were forced to experience these privileges once again.
"Are we ready?"
Master Ling Yun raised his eyes in a daze, and instead of asking Master Ling Yue as he usually did, he directed his gaze towards the figure at the front.
Even he didn't realize that despite Shen Yi's strength being far inferior to Ye Jiu and Qi Yansheng, and even less than Ji Jing Xi, after the "feast," he had begun to feel like he was being led by Shen Yi.
The decisions Shen Yi made seemed unreliable, yet they gave off an inexplicable sense of calm control.
Moreover, the young Sect Leader's rapid improvement in strength truly instilled a deep fear in them.
As Fusion Realm cultivators, their understanding of the world was already profound.
Yet, they couldn't comprehend Shen Yi at all.
This fear of the unknown was innate and didn't change with one's cultivation level.
It was already shocking enough for someone in the Earth Realm to slay those in the Celestial Realm, let alone the fact that Shen Yi possessed a perfect Earth Realm cultivation, which was absurd in itself.
Upon hearing this, the other Sect Leaders, including Ji Jing Xi, who was the closest to Shen Yi, all turned to look at him, equally curious about his thoughts.
"..."
After a long silence, Shen Yi spoke with a hint of apology, "There isn't always an opportunity to prepare."
He wanted to live, he wanted to win, and to ensure his survival, he had been forced to do many things.
If any of these actions were exposed, each one would be enough to send the Seven Sons of Nan Hong into an abyss of endless calamities.
Time was truly running out.
Compared to his previous arrogance and pride in the hall, Shen Yi's sudden gentleness at this moment made Ye Jiu slightly confused, unsure of who the real Nanyang Sect Master was.
Only Ji Jing Xi could detect a trace of subtle apology in Shen Yi's words.
She slowly furrowed her brows and lightly pressed her red lips together.
She suddenly remembered the assessment of several Daozi that Shen Yi was a troublemaker, but after observing him for some time, she had gradually dismissed this notion.
But now, she suddenly realized that it was possible that what she and the Daozi had seen were both true.
The reason she felt that Shen Yi didn't cause trouble was perhaps because he had quietly stirred up a big problem that might exceed their imagination and was temporarily undetectable.
At this thought, Ji Jing Xi's heart skipped a beat.
There were very few things in the world that could make her feel flustered, but at this moment, her heart was inexplicably racing, and it didn't feel fake.
However, Ji Jing Xi soon withdrew her gaze, leaving only a faint smile of helplessness on her face.
She didn't know why, but even though she had anticipated something, she still felt that Shen Yi had his reasons... This unexpected and slightly foolish trust was something even Qin Shixiong had never possessed.
(End of Chapter)
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