"Ah! The Crown Prince! It’s actually the Crown Prince’s Token. Could this young man be His Highness the Crown Prince on an incognito visit?" soone heard the conversation above and quickly said, their gaze turning towards Shi Feng, who remained indifferent.
"Surely it is! Just look at him, so calm and detached, his face always as still as an ancient well—ordinary people simply can’t pull that off. And look, those around him, though few in number, include two Martial King Realm Experts as bodyguards and a beautiful woman accompanying him. Such an entourage is clearly befitting of a Crown Prince!"
"No wonder they are so fearless! So it’s His Highness the Crown Prince! Now, that City Lord Zhong Yan is out of luck, he had the audacity to blatantly extort His Highness and even let the City Guards attempt to kill the Crown Prince and his people."
"The... The Crown Prince..." General Qin, lying on the ground, lifted his head to look at Shi Feng and his entire body began to tremble, not daring to rise.
"City Lord Zhong Yan pays his respects to His Highness the Crown Prince; may the Crown Prince live for thousands and thousands of years!" City Lord Zhong Yan quickly knelt down and bowed to the Token in Wu Xiaoyun’s hands as if the Crown Prince himself had arrived.
Wu Xiaoyun looked down, seeking Shi Feng’s opinion, only to see that Shi Feng had already ford a Sealing with his left hand and slapped toward the Void—the Nine Nether Absolute Evil Seal!
One Martial King Realm Expert, who is in dire need of power at the mont, Shi Feng would not let such an opportunity slip by so easily, especially since they had offended him, they deserved to die!
"Ah!" Kneeling in the Void, Zhong Yan suddenly felt a strong surge of power emanating from below, and a pale white Handprint rushed through the air.
A strong sense of crisis and unease filled Zhong Yan’s heart. He could imagine what the outco would be if he were hit by this Handprint. Even if the person was the true Crown Prince, if he wanted Zhong Yan’s life, then he would treat him as a false Crown Prince and execute him! This was Black Rock City, his territory!
With a hardened heart, he concentrated all his power into his right hand. Zhong Yan slashed down with a powerful, imnse purple Sword Shadow bursting forth—an Eight-star Martial Emperor’s strike, with ferocious power that seed as if it would split the space itself, slashing violently downwards towards that pale white Handprint.
Zhong Yan was confident enough that his strike would be able to break through that Handprint and then cover everything below, engulfing Shi Feng and all his companions in the purple Sword Shadow, eradicating them entirely.
However, in the next mont, when the massive purple Sword Shadow collided with the pale white Handprint, Zhong Yan saw that his full-force strike as an Eight-star Martial Emperor was instantly crushed into nothing by the Handprint. The Handprint then continued to race toward him; before he could react, the Handprint struck his forehead with a "thud!"
Zhong Yan felt as if the world was spinning, his head as though hamred by a giant mallet, blood flowing from his seven orifices. His eyes wide open in disbelief, he appeared almost like a Fierce Ghost.
"How... how could this be! I am... an Eight-star Martial Emperor!" This was the last thought Zhong Yan had in this world; his soul seed to be controlled by so Mysterious Power, his body rapidly falling to plumt heavily onto the ground.
"Boom!" That thunderous noise woke everyone who had been stunned silent, each taking a deep, cold breath.
"The... The City Lord Zhong Yan is dead!"
"Just like that, dead! That was an Eight-star Martial King, an exalted existence!"
"My God, how brutal! An Eight-star Martial King, slain just like that!"
"Look, the City Lord’s body..."
Following that, people saw City Lord Zhong Yan’s corpse gushing out a massive amount of blood, rapidly surging toward Shi Feng, while Zhong Yan’s body quickly dried up, shriveling as if wrung of all its moisture, turning into a mummy as though it had withered for centuries. The sight sent chills down everyone’s spine.
"Ah! City Lord!" The most terrified at this mont was General Qin, who still lay at Shi Feng’s feet. With the City Lord dead, and having died such a horrifying death, an instinctual desire to survive, coupled with extre fear in his heart, made General Qin do the sa as the previous Zhang Yue, slamming his head against the ground repeatedly, "Spare , Your Highness the Crown Prince, spare ! I’m just a Junior General, everything was commanded by City Lord Zhong Yan!"
The agony of being violently drained of blood was sothing General Qin couldn’t even bear to imagine happening to himself.
But soon after, just as he had imagined, General Qin felt his whole body boiling, blood rushing upward, a sense of indescribable discomfort filling him, "Ah! No! Your Highness the Crown Prince, spare my life, spare ! Ah!"
General Qin looked up, his face twisting into a fierce grimace as bright red blood spouted from every orifice, accompanied by his painfully shrill and sharp screams, "Ah ah ah ah ah ah!" All his blood flowing toward Shi Feng, promptly, another living being was reduced to a dry corpse.
At this ti, the surrounding crowd, looking at the handso and indifferent young man, felt a trace of chill rise in their hearts. When they ca to their senses, they didn’t even realize when they had involuntarily backed away, putting more and more distance between themselves and him.
Wu Xiaoyun landed back on the ground, and Shi Feng said to the others indifferently, "Let’s go."
It was then that they noticed Li Liuxin, who had co with them, was nowhere to be found, gone without a trace. Perhaps he’d joined them because he was afraid of ghosts in the night, or perhaps he’d fled quietly to avoid trouble during the earlier conflict with Black Rock City’s City Guards. In any case, with one less person, they didn’t seem to mind and continued walking down the street.
The people who had been watching the spectacle on the street saw Shi Feng and his companions approach and swiftly stepped aside with a "whoosh," making room for them to pass, terrified to provoke these ruthless killers and suffer the consequences.
Shi Feng hadn’t walked much further when he suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked toward the rooftop of an inn. There, a young man stood proudly, dressed in black samurai attire, carrying a Black Iron Greatsword on his back, his long coat fluttering in the wind, his deanor calm, his skin fair. At this mont, he too was silently watching Shi Feng.
Then, the young man’s figure flashed and he disappeared from the rooftop. "Another prodigy?" Gazing at the empty roof, Shi Feng murmured softly.
"What’s wrong, Master?" Seeing Shi Feng suddenly stop, Wu Xiaoyun asked.
"Nothing, let’s move on." Shi Feng shifted his gaze and told him, and then they all continued on together. Due to the little episode in Black Rock City, the group decided to take the Space Transmission Array straight to the next city to rest. After all, the murder of the City Lord of Black Rock City was no small matter, and it wouldn’t be long before the Heavenly Mist Empire’s experts would arrive.
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