In the heavens and the earth, there was a profound silence.
So silent that even a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone was in awe of Wang Xiaoqiang's fierce power. No one dared to make a sound. However, the elders of the Sect of Strange Formations and a few remaining Vice Sect Leaders did not imdiately kneel and submit.
Although they had already guessed the final outco, where Wang Xiaoqiang would ascend to leadership and beco their Sect Leader, taking charge of the Sect of Strange Formations,
it was still extrely difficult to submit to an outsider!
To be the first to bow down was extrely difficult, for whoever led in submission would certainly endure ridicule and scorn from the world.
Just then, a group of people flew over in unison and, after landing, knelt in perfect alignnt under Wang Xiaoqiang, proclaiming in unison, "We are willing to submit and honor Wang Xiaoqiang as the Sect Leader!"
Everyone was stunned. Seeing this, the mbers of the Sect of Strange Formations followed suit and knelt down, shouting, "We are also willing to submit!"
This group that ca flying was indeed the organizers of the Hundred Spirits Array of the Sect of Strange Formations,
After reaching an agreent outside, thinking that Wang Xiaoqiang should have reached the Sect of Strange Formations, they returned together,
Upon seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang had fully controlled the situation and with the outco decided, they took this opportunity to be the first to surrender, hoping to leave a good impression on Wang Xiaoqiang and plan for the future.
Seeing the mbers of the Sect of Strange Formations all kneeling, Wang Xiaoqiang revealed a satisfied smile and said, "Everyone may rise. From now on, follow , and I promise it will be better than following Li Moqi..."
"Sect Leader, live long, unite the Martial World!" the mbers of the Sect of Strange Formations prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting in reverence.
Thus, the Sect of Strange Formations was incorporated under Wang Xiaoqiang's command.
Wang Xiaoqiang was not only the Sect Leader of the Five Spirit Sect and the North Pole Gate, but also the Sect Leader of the Sect of Strange Formations, controlling the Three Major Sects, with his power significantly increased.
Wang Xiaoqiang did not care much about the number of forces or n under his command, as these were superficial,
The true expert duel is not about numbers but about strength.
No matter how many troops there are, how could they withstand being instantly defeated by a true expert!
Just take the three sects under him as an example, if Prince Ann wanted to obliterate his power, he could easily annihilate all three sects with a wave of his hand.
The main reason he exerted effort to conquer the Sect of Strange Formations was for the 'Myriad Circle Spirit Formation', because to organize the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation, he needed at least ten thousand cultivators of the True Immortal Realm. Although there were no more than five hundred disciples in the Sect of Strange Formations who had reached this level, it was better than nothing.
Gathering little by little is the way to accumulation!
After subduing the Sect of Strange Formations, he decided to focus his future goals on his cultivation and the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation.
If he could reach the Immortal King level and successfully assemble the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation, then Wang Xiaoqiang would essentially have the power of two Immortal Kings.
It is known that the entire Yellow Dragon Empire has only eight individuals at the Immortal King level. If he held the power of two Immortal Kings, he would be an incredibly formidable existence.
Even Prince Ann would have to weigh his options before dealing with him.
anwhile, as Wang Xiaoqiang subdued the Sect of Strange Formations, the humiliated and injured Little Prince Ann Batian, with one hand crippled, returned to Dragon City of the Capital,
Back to the Wang Manor, he recklessly pinned a close maidservant to the table and vented his internal evil qi through aggression.
Only then did he dejectedly head to his father, Prince Ann. By himself, his strength and power were insufficient to eliminate Wang Xiaoqiang, and Ann Batian could only turn to his father for reinforcents.
Upon reaching Prince Ann, Ann Batian knelt and displayed an aggrieved look, embellishing the story of how Wang Xiaoqiang disrupted his wedding and injured him.
When Prince Ann heard Wang Xiaoqiang's na, he first startled, then beca increasingly enraged, and finally slamd a fist onto a Vajra Wood table, which exploded into powder with a bang, scattering onto the ground.
Ann Batian felt both excited and shocked at the sight. Vajra Wood was even harder than Vajra itself—cultivators of Ann Batian's level could not even break it using Gang Qi, yet Prince Ann had reduced it to powder with a at palm.
This showed the terrifying level of an Immortal King.
"Humph, Wang Xiaoqiang again!" Prince Ann roared in a low voice, his face flushed, "This reckless boy is becoming more and more lawless."
"Father, Wang Xiaoqiang was incredibly arrogant. Even when I ntioned your na, he showed disdain and insulted your child!"
"What?!" Prince Ann abruptly stood up, almost roaring.
"Father, his insult to is equivalent to an insult to you!"
"Huh? Worthless," Prince Ann, filled with rage, had it directed at Ann Batian as well, as he provocatively ntioned Wang Xiaoqiang again. With anger flashing in his eyes, he stared at Ann Batian, and with a wave of his sleeve... "Nonsense!"
Suddenly, a violent wind rose, and Ann Batian's body flew up as if weightless, drawing a parabola before crashing into a wall fifty ters away before falling.
Ann Batian, in extre fear, surprisingly found himself alive after landing. Hastily feeling his body, he found no blood traces after a long search, just cold sweat, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief,
After relaxing his tense nerves, he lay weakly on the ground, panting heavily like a stranded fish. After a while, he closed his eyes and murmured with a sinister tone, "Zhao Feiyan, Wang Xiaoqiang, you are dood! You are dood!!"
Striking down Ann Batian did not vent the anger in Prince Ann's heart. Without hesitation, he imdiately summoned his Guest Elders and Death Soldiers.
Prince Ann's influence in the court was interwoven with many connections, and he secretly raised so Martial World rogues and Death Soldiers.
These people rarely showed themselves in public and were only summoned for tasks unfit for Prince Ann, particularly during unsavory endeavors.
Soon, three Guest Elders and twenty Death Soldiers gathered in a hall, all kneeling before Prince Ann to greet him. "Greetings to the Prince, may your health be well!"
"The hell with well-being, I'm so angry I could burst." Prince Ann spoke in a deep tone.
Upon hearing this, the twenty-three people dared not speak. They knew Prince Ann's violent temper—they knew not to speak proactively while he was enraged, as it could provoke further wrath, potentially leading him to lash out at anyone, enemy or ally alike. Once, in a fit of anger, he tore a concubine to pieces just because she babbled while he was upset.
"You have ten days to kill Wang Xiaoqiang for ." Prince Ann, who disliked wasting words, directly commanded.
"Yes, we vow to take Wang Xiaoqiang's head." The group responded in unison.
Among these twenty-three people, three Guest Elders were Immortal Sage level, and the twenty Death Soldiers all had cultivation bases above the Fivefold Body of the Immortal Venerable. These twenty people were all Martial World rogues, having an extensive history of combat, capable of facing high-level cultivators, like Immortal Sage level, without falling behind.
Therefore, Prince Ann had great confidence in these twenty-three people. To kill Wang Xiaoqiang, they were enough. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian to vote with recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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