"Divine Grade Inscription Master?"
Feng Wuchen’s eyes lit up, instantly becoming clear, his face blooming with a radiant smile, excitedly saying, "Xiao Xiao is indeed smart! I almost forgot about this."
Watching Feng Wuchen’s radiant and excited smile, everyone looked at each other, utterly confused.
What does this even an? None of us understand what Ling Xiaoxiao is talking about.
"Xiao Xiao, what Divine Grade Inscription Master, what thod is this exactly? Grandfather didn’t catch on," Ling Muyun asked in shock, racking his brain but couldn’t co up with anything.
"Chen Er, you better tell us quickly what thod it is, you’re driving us crazy!" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
"Teacher, you’re not planning on using soul power as a threat, are you? It would kill Long Nitian," Zhang Junlan exclaid in shock.
Feng Wuchen shook his head, smiling faintly, and said, "Although Xin Xuanzi is a Divine Grade Inscription Master, even if my soul power surpasses his, I can’t threaten him, but his Fire Poison must be incredibly terrifying, just thinking about it sends shivers down one’s spine."
"Fire Poison?" Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood!
Feng Wuchen’s specialty is controlling Fire Poison!
"Xin Xuanzi, that old fox, is done for." Everyone from Dragon God Palace felt sorry for Xin Xuanzi, seeming to imagine his tragic ending.
The terror of Fire Poison, witnessed firsthand by the alchemists and artifact refiners present, is truly unbearable pain for ordinary people.
"Who wants to co with to visit the Xin clan?" With a harmless smile, Feng Wuchen asked as he looked at everyone.
"I’ll go!" Liu Qingyang was the first to jump up.
"Such a great opportunity, how can I miss it?" Zhang Junlan was the second to step forward.
"Wherever brother Feng goes, I go!" Ling Xiaoxiao said with a giggle.
"I’m going too!"
"Alliance Hierarch! I’m going too!"
"Count in!"
Everyone from Dragon God Palace chid in as if pumped full of adrenaline, extrely excited, including Yunyouzi and Xing Feng, as if going not to the Xin clan but to paradise.
"Jueqing, go to the Xin clan imdiately, and inform them that everyone from Dragon God Palace will visit in two hours." Feng Wuchen ordered.
"Yes, Master!" Jueqing replied respectfully, imdiately flashing away to the Xin clan.
"As for the Gate of the Heavenly Realm, I, old Bai Mie, am not concerned; I’m heading to the Xin clan to visit as well!" Bai Mie exclaid, emphasizing the word "visit."
The hall erupted into laughter.
...
Xin clan.
Jueqing appeared in a flash, it was instant teleportation.
"Who goes there?" Xin Fanjian darted over, shouting coldly.
Jueqing’s cultivation had already surpassed the Seventh Heaven Emperor Realm, and the emanating qi force pressure was terrifying, making Xin Fanjian dare not neglect.
But as he saw who it was, he couldn’t help but be surprised, "The leader of the Eighteen Heavenly Emperors, Jueqing?"
"Inform Xin Xuanzi that everyone from Dragon God Palace will visit the Xin clan in two hours!" Jueqing said expressionlessly, and in the next mont, his figure vanished.
Xin Fanjian stood stunned: "Everyone is coming to visit?"
Isn’t this equivalent to Dragon God Palace declaring war on the Xin clan?
Thinking of this, Xin Fanjian’s face changed drastically again, hastily flashing back to the hall to report.
"Everyone is coming for a visit?" Xin Changkong looked blank, unable to process it.
"Is this Wind Shadow kicked in the head by a donkey? Doesn’t he know Long Nitian is in our hands? Yet still dares to confront us?" An elder felt like even with a hundred minds, he couldn’t figure it out.
"Isn’t Wind Shadow supposed to be smart? How co he’s acting stupid this ti?" Xin Qing sneered with disdain.
"Head of the Family, if they want to co to die, why shouldn’t we oblige?" Xin Yunchong sneered, hoping for everyone from Dragon God Palace to co and die.
"Family Head, should we notify young master Zhu?" Xin Fanjian asked worriedly.
Xin Xuanzi, gloomy-faced, stayed silent.
But the sudden burst of sharp pressure scared Xin Fanjian into shivering, the chill spreading from his soles to his scalp, scaring him into shutting up imdiately.
Xin Xuanzi absolutely does not believe Feng Wuchen would co to die, nor would he believe Feng Wuchen is being foolish.
If not, then there must be so sche.
Xin Xuanzi is suspicious, pondering deeply, being extrely cautious.
The stranger the matter, the more careful Xin Xuanzi treats it, never sloppy.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
"Family... Family Head... they’re here, they’ve arrived! Dragon God Palace, all of them, six or seven hundred people!" A Heavenly Deity Realm clansman ran into the hall as if he’d seen a ghost to report.
The hall’s atmosphere was extrely heavy, the solemn murderous aura making one feel deep dread.
Xin Xuanzi and the three elders among the higher-ups wore grave expressions, having clearly sensed Dragon God Palace’s imposing presence.
"Dragon God Palace’s power has grown to such a terrifying level!" Xin Changkong frowned deeply, never realizing Dragon God Palace had such formidable strength.
Before long, the Dragon God Palace army approached.
"Welco the guests!" Xin Xuanzi said solemnly, leading the way out of the hall, everyone following as if facing a great enemy.
Thousands of clansn from the Xin clan gathered, strong individuals like clouds, highlighting the Xin clan’s power.
Not comparable to the Heavenly Realm’s transcendent strength.
"The young master is coming! And bringing so many people, is this a declaration of war?" Within the Xin clan dungeon, Long Nitian suddenly opened his eyes, sensing the aura of people from Dragon God Palace, stunned.
Isn’t this being too bold? Declaring war just like that?
Is this still the Feng Wuchen he knows?
"Head of Xin Clan, today everyone from Dragon God Palace ca to visit the Xin clan, is this sincere enough?" With a calm gaze sweeping over everyone at the Xin clan, Feng Wuchen squinted and smiled.
"The arrival of the Dragon God Young Master is the honor of the Xin clan." Xin Xuanzi smiled calmly, neither humble nor overbearing, his face devoid of fear.
With Long Nitian as a bargaining chip, Xin Xuanzi had plenty of confidence, curious to see what Feng Wuchen was up to.
"Head of Xin Clan, this palace needs to be rebuilt; with so many of us from Dragon God Palace, it might be hard to accommodate us?" Feng Wuchen asked with a faint smile.
"Though the palace is small, it can still accommodate thousands." Xin Xuanzi replied with a dry smile.
"What if I have ten thousand?" Feng Wuchen’s smile grew even more dazzling.
Ten thousand?
Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, everyone in the Xin clan’s expressions drastically changed, revealing looks of shock.
If Dragon God Palace really has over ten thousand people, slaughtering the Xin clan would only take a mont, wouldn’t it?
Even Xin Xuanzi’s old face showed surprise, even so montary daze.
"No need to worry, just joking." Feng Wuchen chuckled.
Xin Xuanzi and the high ranks nearly spat blood on the walls, their faces turning green with rage.
Suppressing the imnse fury in his heart, Xin Xuanzi smiled calmly, saying, "Dragon God Young Master, might as well get straight to the point, no need for beating around the bush."
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