After saying this, Li Tianhan looked disheartened, his entire deanor suddenly appearing sowhat haggard.
"Yes, King!"
The subordinate replied.
In the Nanhuang Region, amidst a certain void, several black dots flew swiftly, instantly appearing here—there were three figures, led by a man clad in white robes, his posture upright, face handso, appearing to be in his thirties.
His long hair hung loose, bangs frad his brow, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an invisible majesty of heaven and earth, as if he himself were the heaven, ruling over this realm as Supre.
Everyone felt an urge to kneel before him, and this man was none other than Feng Wuya, the current Sect Master of the Dan Sect.
"After so many years, I’ve finally returned to this land again!"
Feng Wuya glanced around, his hands slightly spread, eyes half-closed, savoring the aura of the Nanhuang Region.
"Sect Master, where are we going now?"
A middle-aged man behind Feng Wuya inquired.
"Look around, then head to Wind Cloud Kingdom. I’ve heard that the Feng Family now dominates Wind Cloud Kingdom, seems there are so capable people in the clan who’ve started to wise up!"
Feng Wuya spoke casually, then vanished from the spot, leaving no trace.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed, and on the second day, at the market of Wind Cloud City, there stood a gigantic execution platform, surrounded by guards of the Imperial Family, all experts above the Hollow Void Realm.
Masses gathered around; today the King was publicly supervising an execution—such an event was unprecedented, naturally drawing a large crowd.
The Fengyun Academy people were all out in full force, as Xiao Yifeng was a genius of the academy, now facing execution; they naturally ca to witness it.
Among them, Ye Yunxuan, Qiiu Qingya, Mu Ziqi, and Reen Tianwu all arrived, turning the market into a sea of people.
Soon, a large procession arrived, Xiao Yifeng bound hand and foot in thick chains was brought here, directly onto the execution platform.
"Brother Xiao!"
Upon seeing Xiao Yifeng, Ye Ziyan couldn’t help but shout, and Liu Xuaner had also arrived, her expression showing great excitent.
anwhile, Yun Tianxiao, cloaked and masked, hid among the crowd, equally agitated, had it not been for Reen Tianwu holding him back, he might have charged forward.
"The King is here!"
At this point, a loud shout rang out, a long passage cleared in the middle of the market.
Two rows of armored soldiers stood by, and at this mont, an imperial palanquin appeared, from which Feng Zhenyu erged in an impressive imperial robe.
"Greetings, King!"
Instantly, everyone present knelt and shouted loudly.
Feng Zhenyu raised his hand slightly, and everyone stood up as he walked forward, followed by Feng Chen, Feng Yu, Feng Hao, and Feng Cai’er.
Feng Zhenyu sat directly in front of the execution platform, eyes fixed on Xiao Yifeng, surrounded by dozens of Divine Soul Realm strong ones, with several Nirvana Realm strong ones hidden among them.
"Begin!"
Feng Zhenyu declared indifferently.
"Hold on!"
Just then, a female voice rang out, and a middle-aged woman appeared—it was Yun Tianxiao’s mother.
"Mother!"
Seeing his mother appear, Yun Tianxiao’s face changed, attempting to rush forward, held back by Reen Tianwu.
"Sujuan!"
Seeing Yun’s Mother, Feng Zhenyu’s pupils shrunk, and he exclaid abruptly.
At this mont, Yun’s Mother pushed past the guards and arrived at the execution platform.
"Aunt, why are you here?"
Xiao Yifeng’s expression changed upon seeing Yun’s Mother.
"You saved us, my son and , and you are facing execution because of Tianxiao. I can’t just stand by!"
Yun’s Mother said to Xiao Yifeng, her gaze fixed on Feng Zhenyu.
"Long ti no see, Feng Zhenyu!"
Yun’s Mother spoke looking at Feng Zhenyu.
"Sujuan, long ti no see, how have you been?"
Feng Zhenyu looked at Yun’s Mother, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes.
Back then Feng Zhenyu and Yun Feiyu both liked Yun’s Mother, but the latter ended up with Yun Feiyu, causing Feng Zhenyu deep pain.
This was a key reason for his rebellion against Yun Feiyu and why he killed him, as well as one reason he spared Yun Tianxiao and his mother.
"Do you think I’ve been well all these years? Every night when I sleep, all I see in my mind is the image of you killing Feiyu, you heartless beast!"
Yun’s Mother faced Feng Zhenyu, accusing him angrily.
"How dare you insult my father, you have so nerve!"
Feng Cai’er retorted indignantly at Yun’s Mother.
"Silence, Cai’er!"
Feng Zhenyu reprimanded Feng Cai’er, then looked at Yun’s Mother and said:
"I know you hate for what happened back then, but I had to do it. Bla Yun Feiyu for stealing you from , which led to decide to take Wind Cloud Kingdom."
"I don’t want to talk about this, today I ask you only to spare him, he’s innocent!"
Yun’s Mother pointed to Xiao Yifeng, pleading.
"I can let him go, hand over Yun Tianxiao!"
Feng Zhenyu replied directly.
"You..."
Yun’s Mother stared at Feng Zhenyu, filled with anger.
"If you don’t hand over your son, then he must die!"
Feng Zhenyu ordered coldly.
"Do you really want to be so ruthless? Tianxiao is my only son!"
Yun’s Mother questioned.
"I originally intended to spare him, but who knew he possessed a Martial Vein Body and awakened Martial Vein Force, then he must die. I don’t want another Dominator Realm strong one to erge from your Yun Family like your ancestor!"
Feng Zhenyu declared coldly.
"Take action, execute!"
Feng Zhenyu commanded, and imdiately an executioner wielding a large blade stood behind Xiao Yifeng, ready to strike, and everyone present held their breath, their expressions tense.
Ye Ziyan and Liu Xuaner’s eyes shimred with tears, almost rushing out, while Yun Tianxiao nearly broke free from Reen Tianwu’s hold; even Fengyun Academy’s students were feeling sorry for Xiao Yifeng.
"Kid, be prepared!"
At this mont, Xiao Yifeng heard Long Qian’s voice in his mind, knowing he wouldn’t sit idly by, he had no intention of dying.
Swish!
Crack!
But just then, a fierce force struck, instantly shattering the executioner’s blade, followed by several figures flying over.
Leading them was Liu Sanming and several strong ones from the Formation Master Branch.
"President Liu, what is the aning of this?"
Feng Zhenyu’s eyes narrowed, glaring at Liu Sanming with hostility.
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