Shi Feng’s massacre this ti was a drastic move, one that had never occurred in the Heavenly Mist Empire since its founding.
Because of a bloodthirsty youth descending upon the Heavenly Mist Empire, its national power was essentially destroyed.
The earth was still violently shaking; from a distance, a purple figure stared blankly at a black figure far away, "He... he did it, he actually did it. All these powerful beings, he actually killed them all." Princess Zi Yun’s stunning and aloof face had lost its color in shock. Then, shaking her head in sorrow, she felt an imnse loss, the gap between herself and him was simply too great.
Even farther in the distance, within a patch of sky, figures in white robes hovered. Bai Family Martial Artists, looking at that familiar figure, that familiar person who once traveled alongside them, now their expressions were completely different from before.
Bai Yunshuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad about his decision at that ti to control his greed and not vie for the Stele; otherwise, this group of youthful elites from the Bai Family may have already been killed by this individual in the Blood-colored World. And if his father knew his Soul Stone was shattered, he would certainly, like the three Clan Leaders of the Great Families, have co here to block this person. And the outco would have been the sa as with those three families; from today on, the Heavenly Mist Empire would not have the Four Great Families, but only one powerful family, the Bai Family.
Standing atop the giant Blood-colored Stone Stele, Shi Feng’s thoughts moved, and instantly, the Stone Stele under him rapidly shrunk, eventually transforming into a beam of blood-colored light that shot into the palm of Shi Feng’s left hand, leaving a fine Blood Monunt Pattern on the center of his palm.
Shi Feng stood alone in the Void, and then he began to form Handprints. Next, a line of bone-white characters floated out from his Handprint, drifting towards the higher sky. As the bone-white characters floated upwards, they gradually grew larger until they expanded to the size of a house and settled in the high sky.
Seeing the bone-white characters appear in the sky, a Martial Artist began to read aloud, "Yun!"
Next, another bone-white character appeared below the character for "Yun": "Lai!"
Then, one after another, the characters were read out by the Martial Artists: "Empire!"
"Shi!"
"Feng!"
"Here!"
"Annihilates!"
"Scum!"
When linked together, it read, "Yunlai Empire’s Shi Feng, here, annihilates scum!"
"Yunlai Empire, this person actually cos from the Yunlai Empire! Oh my god!" Seeing this line of bone-white characters, a Martial Artist exclaid in shock, their face filled with disbelief.
"A youth from the Yunlai Empire actually killed so many powerful beings of the Heavenly Mist Empire; this...this can’t be real, can it? The Yunlai Empire, such a barren land, I heard it doesn’t even have Martial Sect powerhouses!"
"The Yunlai Empire is but an Affiliated Country of our Heavenly Mist Empire, paying tribute to our Empire every year." One after another, Martial Artists of the Heavenly Mist Empire struggled to accept that this young man, who claid to be Shi Feng, ca from the Yunlai Empire. If Shi Feng ca from an Empire stronger than the Heavenly Mist Empire, they would have been sowhat more accepting in their hearts.
"Yunlai Empire! Shi Feng!" Looking at that line of bone-white characters in the sky, Bai Yunshuang suddenly awoke from his shock; he rembered, so ti ago, Martial Artists from the Yunlai Empire ca to the Heavenly Mist Empire speaking of a youth rapidly on the rise in Yunlai whose reputation resounded throughout the entire Empire. It seed that the youth they talked about was nad Shi Feng. No wonder Bai Yunshuang felt like he had heard the na Shi Feng sowhere before.
At that ti, Bai Yunshuang didn’t consider it significant; a re Martial Artist from the small Yunlai Empire couldn’t make any waves and it was just a story about an unimportant figure. Yet he never imagined that this person he once deed insignificant had now descended upon the Heavenly Mist Empire and even carried out such a grandiose act.
"I rember, my cousin Bai Yuntian, wasn’t it said that he fell in the Yunlai Empire so ti ago?" Bai Yunshuang asked a Bai Family Martial Artist beside him.
"Indeed!" The Martial Artist replied and then said, "Young Master Yuntian fell in the Yunlai Empire. The second elder has already assembled the Bai Family Martial Artists preparing to attack the Yunlai Empire. We did not know what has happened during our ti in the Blood-colored Space."
"Don’t allow it!" Bai Yunshuang said, "You need to rush back to the Bai Family, report everything here in full detail to my father, and then tell him to stop my second uncle. The death of one Yuntian shouldn’t lead to the annihilation of our Bai Family."
"Yes!" Upon hearing Bai Yunshuang’s command, the Martial Artist imdiately broke through space and flew out.
Shi Feng’s high profile this ti was to take advantage of the oppression from annihilating these dregs to intimidate this broken Empire. Shi Feng knew that after he had burned Long Xing’s Sacred Decree and killed Long Xing last ti, this broken Empire would definitely not let things go. Besides, the Jin Rui Crown Prince even harbored improper thoughts towards Long ng.
Shi Feng intended to let them know that the Yunlai Empire, with him around, was not so easy to bully. This line of bone-white characters also served as a warning.
After a long ti, the earthquake finally stopped, and within the land, an enormous, bottomless hole was extrely conspicuous. Perhaps in ten years, in a hundred years, this hole will beco a legend, a myth, handed down to the descendants of the Heavenly Mist Empire.
With a single motion, Shi Feng’s form descended upon the land. Next, with a thought, Hong Yue and Little Moli, who were still Cultivating within the Blood-colored Stele, also appeared on this land.
Hong Yue and Little Moli, feeling the abundant Primordial Energy suddenly fade, slowly opened their eyes to find the world before them drastically changed. They rose from their ditative seated positions on the ground. Little Moli shook her small head, looked around, and exclaid in surprise, "Ah! We’re out! Finally, we’ve left that place."
Shi Feng, looking at the two won, nodded and said, "We’ve co out. What are your plans from now on? Will you continue to cultivate in my space, or return to your original places? However, if you stay with , you’ll be able to go further on the Martial Arts path."
Shi Feng spoke without any pretense or modesty because, indeed, as he said, Cultivating beside Emperor Nine Nether made it hard not to break through Realms. This was what countless Martial Artists dread of.
"We want that, too," Hong Yue nodded and said, then let out a sigh, her face showing worry as she said, "But, Little Moli and I can’t stay outside for long; otherwise... we could be in danger."
Hearing Hong Yue’s words, the sa worry that seed to mirror Hong Yue’s appeared on Little Moli’s lovely face.
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