This scene made all the Heavenly Prides present feel sowhat embarrassed.
The Heavenly Prides they tried hard to recruit willingly beca servants to Loose Cultivators.
In contrast, isn’t this a slap in their faces?
Especially Nanyan Long, though he was always elegant and charming, at this mont he felt his old face burning painfully.
However, the most furious person here wasn’t Nanyan Long.
It was Du Hee, beaten like a dog!
Behind Du Hee stood an elder with graying whiskers, who suddenly leaped forward.
His na was Du Heng, an expert at Nascent Soul Middle Stage. If counted by generations, he was still Du Hee’s uncle.
However, he was not from the direct line, but rather a branch.
Therefore, his family status naturally couldn’t compare to his nephew Du Hee.
Now that Du Hee was beaten so badly, if he didn’t stand up for him and salvage the situation,
the Du Family would lose face and might find it hard to stay established in the Royal City in the future, and he personally couldn’t account to the family.
"Arrogant brat, you are just Loose Cultivators, dare to use despicable ans, sneak attack, do you think there’s no one in my Du Family?"
Du Heng’s appearance ant the conflict had escalated.
Even so, neither the Seventh Princess Guu Qingcheng nor the other three aristocratic families stopped him.
To them, this exciting show was just beginning.
With approval, Du Heng beca more reckless, even repeatedly insulting Li Chen and Ji Lingling.
Ji Lingling’s eyes widened angrily, wanting to teach this old bastard a lesson.
However, she was stopped by a look from Li Chen.
"This person is a Nascent Soul Expert, you’re not his match. Let handle it!"
Du Heng was enraged hearing the disdainful tone in Li Chen’s words.
"Brat, you are courting death. Offending my Du Family, I will make you wish to die rather than live!"
As he spoke, Du Heng roared skyward. His wild and arrogant True Yuan surged like a torrential river.
The strength of the Nascent Soul Great Power was at its peak at this mont.
Although Du Heng was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, he cultivated excellent techniques and had been in Nascent Soul for over a century, even against ordinary Late-stage Nascent Soul Experts, he could fully hold his own.
Instantly, many present broke out in a cold sweat for Li Chen.
Of course, there were so who took pleasure in his misfortune.
You, a Loose Cultivator with no background or foundation, are more arrogant than the Heavenly Prides of aristocratic families; aren’t you just a mouse licking a cat, looking for trouble?
To this, Li Chen rely replied coldly with two words.
"Noisy!"
The icy voice was still echoing mid-air when Li Chen’s figure suddenly appeared in the void, his hand swirling with lightning, striking hard.
"Boom!"
A pressure comparable to a towering mountain descended suddenly from the sky.
In that hurry, Du Heng, who had been showing off just before, could only instinctively resist.
"Kneel!"
After Li Chen spoke, he added three parts force to his Hand Energy.
"Crack!"
Du Heng’s skull, shoulders, chest, knees... all his bones shattered, making the "crack, crack" sound of breaking.
"Thud!"
His legs could no longer support him, dropping heavily to the ground, causing the rocky floor to sink.
Looking at Du Heng again, eyes bulged, bleeding from the seven orifices, filled with disbelief.
Everything happened too fast; he couldn’t even figure out what was going on.
"Hiss!"
Witnessing this unbelievable scene, everyone present gasped.
Especially those usually full of self-importance due to outstanding talents, including the Holy Daughter, at this mont, they were utterly shocked, mouths agape wide enough to fit an egg.
"How is this, this, this possible?"
It’s known that Du Heng was a century-old Nascent Soul Great Power. Though not top-tier in Fla Dragon Dynasty, definitely a first-class expert.
But the first-class expert in front of them was suppressed single-handedly by a Loose Cultivator without resistance—this is unbelievable, unheard of, a wild tale.
Already with bulging eyes and bleeding from the seven orifices, Du Heng let out a beast-like furious roar.
"Wretched scoundrel, let go quickly. Otherwise, my Du Family will make your soul vanish, never to reincarnate!"
"Heh, you’ve said it, so I want to see who first will have their soul vanish, never to reincarnate?"
Li Chen’s mouth curled slightly in a cold mockery.
Then, he flicked his fingers, spitting out an amber-colored fla.
At first, the fla was only the size of a fingertip.
But when it landed on Du Heng, it ignited in a towering blaze as if a spark t fuel.
"Ah!"
Du Heng let out a piercing scream; his flesh and bloodline, all his limbs and bones, instantly burned to ashes.
Soon, a semi-transparent amber figure stumbled out of the flas.
This was Du Heng’s Divine Soul!
With an Azure Dragon Absorbing Water technique, Li Chen absorbed this Divine Soul into his palm.
Just as he prepared to crush it, a cold shout suddenly rang out.
"Stop!"
The voice belonged to Seventh Princess Guu Qingcheng from the first seat.
She, who had been watching the show, finally decided to intervene directly.
After all, this Heavenly Pride Banquet was organized by the Royal Family, and the Heavenly Prides were all invited by Guu Qingcheng.
If she allowed Li Chen to kill Du Heng, she wouldn’t be able to account to the Royal Family, Du Family, or other families.
The entire great hall fell into a deathly silence due to Guu Qingcheng’s intervention.
Her gaze exuding authority, Guu Qingcheng stared at Li Chen for a long ti before slowly saying: "Though Du Heng provoked first, his cri doesn’t warrant death. Moreover, you’ve already burned his body, releasing your anger. For my sake, spare his life!"
Hearing the Seventh Princess pleading for him, Du Heng couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Regardless, with the Seventh Princess pleading, his old life was preserved.
Hmph, boy, don’t be arrogant. Once I’m back, I’ll let you experience what it’s like having your body destroyed.
Just as Du Heng secretly vowed to seek revenge, Li Chen’s cold, Death God-like voice suddenly sounded.
"I don’t know you, why should I give you face?"
Guu Qingcheng was stunned by the words; she had never been rejected by anyone before.
Moreover, it was in such a public setting, rejected rcilessly by a Loose Cultivator.
For a mont, Guu Qingcheng felt embarrassed, her brows furrowed, eyes wide open. Her pearly white teeth bit down making clattering sounds.
"Just because I am the Seventh Princess of Fla Dragon Dynasty, is that reason enough?"
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