Supernatural Insight Eyes Chapter 1107: 1107 Trial! (First Update)

Chapter 1107: 1107 Trial! (First Update)

Ancient Place.

At dawn, beyond the city wall of the Ji Clan, Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion were each tied to one of two wooden stakes.

Their cultivation was sealed by Ji Batian, utterly robbing them of any ability to resist, leaving them at the rcy of their captors.

Around them, crowds had already gathered — young mbers of each ancient clan, along with the clan leaders, elders, and others, all ca to witness this beheading.

The Ji Clan executing the two top experts of Yun Shang Palace in front of everyone was no trivial matter.

Before the three great ancient clans fell out with Yun Shang Palace, any ntion of Yun Shang Palace by any ancient clan would evoke a sense of awe.

Only after deadly confrontations did people witness the might of Yun Shang Palace, but facing the three great ancient clans, this ancient force had finally reached its demise.

With the three most elite ancient clans of the ancient land joining forces and gathering all their strength, not to ntion Yun Shang Palace, no power in the ancient land could rival them.

The three great ancient clans were all undeniably powerful, showcasing their strength to the myriad ancient clans of the land, especially the Ji Clan. Even despite losing many powerful fighters, including a super fighter of ancestor level, their vitality remained unhard.

Just a few days ago, it was abruptly reported that the Ji Clan captured two top experts of Yun Shang Palace. At first, many didn’t believe it until Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion appeared in view, shocking all the Martial Artists who witnessed the scene.

The face of Wu Yang was familiar to many ancient clans, having appeared in the public eye nurous tis, particularly for stepping in multiple tis to protect Ye Qiu, long etched into mory.

With even Wu Yang captured, the various ancient clans couldn’t help but wonder what thod the Ji Clan employed. It’s worth noting that it took the three great ancient clans a significant effort to contend with Wu Yang in the past.

While most ancient clans were astonished, the Mu Clan and the Shi Clan were utterly shocked. Being able to capture Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion implied that the Ji Clan’s power could also capture the ancestor of the Mu Clan, as the strength of Ancestor Mu was on par with Wu Yang.

How did the Ji Clan achieve this?

Whether it was Clan Leader Mu Tianxing or Clan Leader Shi Lie, both harbored intense apprehension towards the Ji Clan regarding this matter.

As the first ray of morning sunlight spilled onto the ground, the sky was filled with the radiance of the rising sun, a round sun slowly ascending.

Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion were awakened by this light, opening their eyes.

What they saw were the many ancient clan youths, all there to witness them — as experts of Yun Shang Palace, it was their first ti.

“It seems the Ji Clan intends to execute us in front of all the ancient clans,” the master of the Cangshu Pavilion spoke.

“Ji Batian…” Wu Yang gritted his teeth; if it weren’t for falling into Ji Batian’s hands, no one in the massive Ji Clan could have captured them both.

Not long after, the Ji Clan’s senior figures appeared, and the scene quieted down for a mont.

Ji Changtian, leading the Ji Clan’s younger generation, stood before the nurous ancient clans to judge Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion.

Ji Changtian was full of vigor; as long as he executed Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion publicly, not only would he eliminate two threats but also elevate the Ji Clan’s prestige in the ancient land to a new pinnacle. After all, these two were no ordinary figures, but the two main pillars of Yun Shang Palace.

Glancing around, capturing the expressions of Mu Tianxing and Shi Lie in his eyes, Ji Changtian smiled faintly in his heart. Obtaining an alien warship ant that these two clans closely following his Ji Clan would be completely left behind.

“Everyone, I’m sure you’re all familiar with these two. They are from Yun Shang Palace. If it weren’t for Yun Shang Palace sheltering the remnants of the Du Gu family, the great barrier separating the ancient land from the Barbaric Wilderness Forest wouldn’t have disappeared, and the phenonon of Martial Artists from the ancient land being killed by ancient beasts wouldn’t have occurred.”

“Now, my Ji Clan will execute these two culprits to mourn the many Martial Artists who died at the hands of ancient beasts.”

Views among the people from other ancient clans varied. So greatly agreed with Ji Changtian’s words, thinking he was right and vehently demanded harsh punishnt for these two.

So others disagreed, believing the Ji Clan was using the guise of avenging the Martial Artists who died at the hands of the ancient beasts to win the hearts of so ancient clans, all the while elevating themselves as if considering everyone’s interests.

Still, others remained silent, as the Ji Clan’s sches could be discerned by the shrewd, ultimately aiming to elevate the Ji Clan’s prestige, keeping its top spot among the ancient clans intact while also deterring those daring enough to threaten them.

Whether instigated by soone or arising from within, voices erupted among the crowd.

“Kill them, kill them!”

More and more voices demanding the execution of Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion rang out.

This scene greatly satisfied Ji Changtian. Looking at the sky, he felt it was ti to act, so he waved his hand, and imdiately, two Martial Artists wielding large blades flew toward the wooden stakes.

“Comnce the beheading.”

At the command, the two Martial Artists raised their large blades, ready to bring them down, causing heads to roll.

Everyone held their breath; those faint of heart even dared not look directly at this scene.

Ji Changtian watched quietly, while Ji Lingchen gazed into the distance, his eyes flickering: “Ye Qiu, will you co? I don’t want this act to end so soon.”

Whoosh.

The blades glead, the two brawny n gathering montum, poised to swing their blades down at the sa ti.

“Kill!”

Ji Changtian, whether or not Ye Qiu appeared, required Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion to die first.

Hah!

At Ji Changtian’s urging, both brawny n shouted in unison, their montum soaring to the peak, simultaneously slashing the blades toward Wu Yang and the master of the Cangshu Pavilion’s necks.

If this one stroke landed, even if the two possessed the power of an emperor realm, it would be to no avail; they would still perish.

“Never thought we would die at the hands of two weaklings,” Wu Yang sighed.

The master of the Cangshu Pavilion remained silent, not saying a word, his gaze calm, as if not facing a mont of life and death.

Just as the two sharp blades were three inches away from their necks, a loud bang was heard, and the blades in the two n’s hands flew out.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The flying blades spun, slicing through the air, and with a loud thud, they embedded in the ground, standing upright, the blades still clanging and trembling.

“Ji Clan, I, Ye Qiu, have arrived. Want to kill? You’ll have to kill first.”

Soon after, everyone saw a figure hovering in mid-air, his hair flying wildly, his whole body clad in fluttering clothes, gazing fearlessly at the Ji Clan’s group.

Ye Qiu!

No one present didn’t recognize Ye Qiu. With Ye Qiu’s sudden appearance, discussion broke out imdiately.

Anyone with discernnt could see Ye Qiu was here to save them, ready to face the three great ancient clans in a death match once more.

“Remnant, we have been waiting for you for a long ti; you have finally appeared.” Unmoved, Ji Changtian focused on Ye Qiu, suddenly revealing a sinister smile.