"Ahem, ahem, ahem, there were originally one hundred and twenty-three people, a full one hundred and twenty-three brothers, and I, Wang Xuantian, rember each one’s face and na clearly... Now you two are the last brothers who escaped with from that Cannibal Cave... Leave tonight."
In front of the two, black mist surged, like demons grinding their teeth and sucking blood, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Wang Xuantian was determined on the large chair.
"Big brother, I won’t leave."
The burly man was montarily stunned, tiger eyes filled with tears, fell to his knees before Wang Xuantian, and even the Blind Swordsman behind the burly man resolutely spoke.
"I also won’t leave, how can the third brother and I be those who fear death? Even if we are ground to dust, so be it. If the second sister isn’t afraid, neither are we. If death cos to us, frowning a bit would an my white shirt isn’t worth wearing!"
Wang Xuantian quietly looked at the two, after a long ti rose from the chair, and stretched out his hand to lift them up.
"Third brother, fourth brother, get up quickly."
"Big brother!"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, the thresholds of thousand-year-old noble families are built from piles of flesh and bones..." Wang Xuantian’s voice roared hoarsely, as if it carried an invisible power.
Upon hearing this voice.
The Blind Swordsman and the burly man shivered all over, goosebumps rose up, their faces showing fanaticism like moths drawn to the fla, without a trace of hesitation as they echoed.
"One day, the noble families will inevitably perish..."
After the last sentence fell, the room sank into a temporary dead silence.
"With the impending battle, third brother, fourth brother, go and bring those people, including Changfeng County Magistrate and Demon Slayer Director here."
"Yes!"
After a short while, thirteen people arrived, along with the pot-bellied Changfeng County Magistrate Gong Ming, and Xu Zhen, the Demon Slayer Director who Su Mu had t several tis.
Seeing Wang Xuantian seated at the head, not only were Gong Ming and Xu Zhen frozen in shock, even the thirteen Ten Thousand Man Commanders and Thousand Man Commanders of the Black Mountain Army were exceedingly surprised.
This refined, delicate, harmless scholar-like appearance was truly unlike the fierce and terrifying image of the Black Mountain Celestial King in everyone’s mind.
After a brief stupor, Changfeng County Magistrate Gong Ming steadied his mind, glared at Wang Xuantian and began to reprimand.
"Such audacity, villain, release and Director Xu at once, if you do, there will be a chance for you rebels to live, otherwise just wait for the court’s army to arrive, and you’ll be annihilated, your souls destroyed!"
"Scoundrel, I’ll slaughter you!"
The burly man glared angrily, but was stopped by Wang Xuantian waving his hand.
On the verge of a clash, Changfeng Demon Slayer Director Xu Zhen felt his heart racing, as he, being the Demon Slayer Director of a county, held the rank of a Seventh-Grade officer under Great Yan, protected by the destiny of Great Yan, and couldn’t be killed by anyone below Third-Grade.
Only cultivators of Fifth-Grade and above could take his and Gong Ming’s life, yet in the Land of Cyan Clouds there were no Fifth-Grade cultivators to be seen, and this was Gong Ming’s confidence.
Moreover, even Fifth-Grade cultivators would pay a heavy price to kill them. With the battle looming, only insane people would act in such folly; only Fourth-Grade cultivators had the true capacity to kill them both.
But for unknown reasons, at this mont Xu Zhen, the Changfeng County Demon Slayer Director, felt a strong sll of death.
"I am a court official, protected by Great Yan’s destiny, what is there to fear?"
Gong Ming snorted coldly, showing a facade of fearlessness.
Faced with Gong Ming’s righteous arrogance, most in the hall were filled with anger, while so showed helplessness and fear; during the night of the siege, a Thousand Man Commander of the Black Mountain Army, driven mad, attempted to chop Gong Ming down.
But Gong Ming remained completely unscathed, while the Seventh-Grade Yijin Thousand Man Commander was shattered along with his mount by a burst of golden light emanating from Gong Ming’s body!
The armored Thousand Man Commander was split in two by a golden light on the spot.
After that, Changfeng County Captain Liu Qing was personally taken away by Wang Xuantian, the Black Mountain Celestial King. Liu Qing’s corpse was returned later, yet many noticed that Wang Xuantian often had violent coughing fits.
Many speculated that while Wang Xuantian had killed County Captain Liu Qing, he was injured by the backlash of Great Yan’s destiny, as even for the almighty Black Mountain Celestial King, killing an Eighth-Grade official had such aftermath.
Since then, the Black Mountain Rebel Army had taboos about killing court officials, holding fear in their hearts, knowing that even if they caught Gong Ming and Xu Zhen, they could do little to them, rely imprisoning them.
However...
Tonight, Wang Xuantian seated at the head of the hall showed no emotion of joy or sorrow, coughed lightly, and spoke calmly to Gong Ming with clear eyes.
"Lord Gong, have you finished your last words?"
These words stirred a thousand waves.
The Black Mountain Rebel Army in the hall couldn’t help but hold their breath, realizing that sothing montous was about to happen. The Blind Swordsman and the burly man, seated beside Wang Xuantian, eyes contracted, showed intense worry, ready to speak.
Suddenly Gong Ming laughed coldly.
"Did I hear wrong, Wang Xuantian, do you intend to kill ?"
Wang Xuantian’s expression remained unchanged, his hand flashed with spiritual light, revealing a black tallic box. Within monts of the box being opened, the room’s temperature dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, a fierce wind arose.
"The battle is about to begin, tonight I shall kill you to consecrate the Black Mountain banner."
Wang Xuantian took out a pitch-black, cold, and wicked short blade from the box.
"Fetch the Black Mountain banner."
Soon, a blood-colored banner with black tiger stripes was planted behind Gong Ming, with no need for anyone to force Gong Ming down, Wang Xuantian stood from the head seat.
Gong Ming trembled all over, staggered to his knees.
"Wang Xuantian, have you gone mad..."
The pitch-black short blade infinitely magnified in Gong Ming’s pupils, then pressed against his brow, an ominous chill entered his body.
Under the worried gaze of the Blind Swordsman, and under the fear-stricken gaze of the Black Mountain Rebel Army, the short blade cut open Gong Ming’s skin, and blood flowed.
Hum!
Suddenly, gold light circulated over Gong Ming’s body, his disheveled hair danced wildly, making the Black Mountain rebel army further alard, retreating several steps, Gong Ming scread again.
"Rebel scum, let’s see how you kill ..."
Before he finished, he t a pair of eyes as cold as an ancient glacier, instantly Gong Ming’s throat moved, finally realizing sothing, swallowed hard.
Splurt!
Wang Xuantian’s hand with the short blade pressed through flesh, engulfing Gong Ming in black mists, shattering and sealing the gold light emanating from Gong Ming’s body inch by inch.
"No, you can’t kill..."
Crack!
No matter how Gong Ming wailed and scread, Wang Xuantian turned a deaf ear, his steady hand suddenly exerting force, the short blade instantly pierced through bones, through the brain, the blood-stained tip erging out.
"Dead... Changfeng County Magistrate Gong Ming is truly dead!"
Inside the hall, everyone’s eyes were frozen, staring at the figure shrouded in surging black mist on the stage, before this seemingly harmless figure, Gong Ming’s face was full of fear, his official robed corpse fell into a pool of blood with a crash.
"How is this possible... Wang Xuantian actually broke through the Great Yan’s destiny and killed Gong Ming?!"
Witnessing this scene with disbelief was Changfeng Demon Slayer Director Xu Zhen, his face filled with incredulity, sothing seed to quietly erge with cracks in his heart, completely unable to believe the reality before him.
Under the protection of Great Yan’s destiny, Gong Ming, the magistrate of a county, was truly killed by Wang Xuantian?
Thud!
The corpse fell to the ground with a sound that echoed like thunder in everyone’s heart, stunning the whole audience, like being struck by lightning, goosebumps rose, one cultivator after another, even those with impressive realms, staggered and fell.
At this mont, Wang Xuantian reached out and grasped the Black Mountain Blood Banner. As the banner waved, black mist and gold light intermingled, coalescing around Wang Xuantian’s body, presenting a majestic divine presence.
"Changfeng County Magistrate Gong Ming is executed. As you witnessed, Great Yan’s destiny is no impregnable fortress,..."
"Tonight, I, Wang Xuantian, slay the unrighteous official Gong Ming to consecrate the Black Mountain Blood Banner, together with you for the grand undertaking."
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