Li Chenfeng said nothing, his hands clasped behind his back. He gazed up at the heavens with an air of invincibility, as if scorning all creation.
He glanced around, his expression indifferent. "My West Sea royal family is illustrious and dominant in our realm. We have never been provoked in such a manner. You are the first."
BOOM!
Li Chenfeng took a step forward, his presence surging like a tidal wave. His fingers spread in a flower-plucking gesture as a fierce aura erupted from his body.
As expected of soone from the royal lineage. He was just over thirty, yet his vital energy was astounding. No wonder he dared to order Chen Yang to serve him tea, even knowing his true identity.
How could these commoners possibly understand the terrifying power of a royal descendant like myself?
The four great royal families never deign to join the fray for the Tianjing List. Otherwise, with the strength of an in-law like Li Chenfeng, he could have torn through the entire ranking. What makes the royal families royal? Their power and heritage are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Why would they ever deign to be compared to a crowd of mortals?
In an instant, the vast arena was enveloped in a deathly silence.
Shang Bai took a deep breath. Even he felt a bone-chilling cold. It's clear Mr. Li Chenfeng is thoroughly enraged. Is he planning to act himself?
"You!" Li Chenfeng whirled around, staring down at Chen Yang from his lofty, invincible posture as if gazing upon an ant. "You ignorant dog! You repeatedly disregard my authority. If I don't teach you a lesson today, do you truly think I'm a pushover?"
Li Chenfeng sneered, baring his teeth. His aura exploded with an imnse, visually overwhelming force.
Chen Yang remained silent, simply watching him. Anyone who knew him would understand that look instantly. It was the way one looks at a complete idiot.
Seeing Chen Yang's silence, Li Chenfeng scoffed, "Perhaps I only need one hand to teach you so manners..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yang reached out. His hand pierced the curtain of rain, and the already gloomy sky darkened several shades, seemingly blocking the downpour.
Li Chenfeng: "..."
Everyone: "..."
SHICK!
In that instant, the once-haughty Li Chenfeng was seized by what felt like an invisible giant hand and lifted off the ground.
BOOM!
He was slamd into the earth.
"S-save ..." Li Chenfeng whimpered, lying in a pool of his own blood, hovering on the brink of death.
The crowd watched, their scalps tingling with fear. They had all witnessed Li Chenfeng's formidable power and surging vital energy, but... he was defeated in a single exchange, without even a chance to fight back?
BOOM!
Chen Yang's gaze was glacial, his vital energy soaring to defy the heavens. A gale howled, and the rain itself was forced back up into the sky. The surrounding colorful flags snapped, and a web of fine cracks spread across the ground.
"Who can save you?" Chen Yang's gaze swept over Shang Bai before finally settling on the eight iron guards.
Li Chenfeng: "..."
Shang Bai: "..."
Chen Yang slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a chilling light burst from them, sharp enough to illuminate thousands of mountains and rivers.
Everyone: "..."
The vast arena was utterly still.
This... this presence... Is he even human?!
Even the faces of Shang Bai and the eight iron guards changed drastically, their throats tightening. A sixteenth-tier supre master?
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
The hundred-ter square began to crumble and disintegrate in the midst of the ferocious storm.
The sight was a trendous visual shock. With every blink of an eye, the marble-paved square seed to decay, inch by agonizing inch.
HISS...
The sound of hundreds of people sharply sucking in their breath filled the square.
The people in attendance today were all top-tier figures, exceptional in strength, wealth, or influence. They were far from ordinary. Accustod to wielding power and privilege, they now felt a chilling certainty: before this young man, they were nothing more than the lowliest of ants.
Chen Yang's stature wasn't particularly imposing, nor was his aura overtly explosive.
YET!
Simply by standing there, without a word, he radiated a unique presence. He was like an invincible War God!
When the War God appears, who dares to stand against him?
HUFF... HUFF...
The sound of heavy panting rose and fell. Countless people were aghast, so terrified it felt as if their very blood was about to burst from their pores. They stood frozen in place, trembling uncontrollably.
"Sixteenth-tier... an aura that could pierce mountains and rivers?" Shang Bai's composure shattered, his pale lips quivering. He clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on Chen Yang with a deep uncertainty. This uncertainty wasn't about whether he was truly sixteenth-tier. It was... is he *only* sixteenth-tier? I can't see through him. He's too unfathomable!
All eyes swiveled toward the Association President and the eight iron guards.
You're the ones who set this stage. Now that he's struck with such overwhelming force, are you all just going to stand there and watch? So people had already guessed the outco of the day's turmoil. A king has descended. Who could possibly stand in his way?
"You... all of you! Why aren't you doing anything?" Li Chenfeng wailed from the ground where he lay covered in blood. His emotions were a complex, chaotic ss. Just monts ago, I was so confident, so arrogant. I was going to display the might of the royal family. And now... the gap between us is this imnse!
"Do they dare to make a move?" Chen Yang reined in his aura, but his tone was like ice. He stood like a divine general, subtly looking down upon all of creation with an air of supre authority.
Shen Kuo: "..."
Do I dare? he asked himself again and again. No! It's not that I'm a coward... it's that he is too strong!
A mont later.
TAP.
A single footstep broke the deathly silence of the arena as Chen Yang took a step forward.
In that instant, everyone—from Shang Bai to the lowest attendant—felt a heart-stopping premonition. It was as if the Grim Reaper had descended, ready to harvest their souls.
Chen Yang held one hand behind his back and raised the other.
BOOM!
The rain reversed its fall, drawing upward to gather in the air. It did not disperse but began to solidify. As Chen Yang spread his fingers, a massive palm print coalesced into existence.
The sky above the Martial Association Headquarters darkened completely. He could blot out the sky with a single hand!
"Scatter! Scatter now!" Shang Bai roared himself hoarse, his gaze locked on the translucent palm print ford of rainwater hanging overhead. The sight was terrifying. As the palm print flipped over and began its descent, it actually gave off sparks of fire.
"Suppress."
The single word fell with the weight of a divine mantra. The palm print instantly swelled in size and then plumted down with terrifying speed.
「Throughout Cangyun City.」
From nobles in their manors to vendors on the streets, everyone was discussing the news. "Have you heard? The Zhennan Prince has attacked the Martial Association!"
"That guy is truly fierce. The Martial Association invited the West Sea royal family to preside, with masters as nurous as clouds. Isn't he afraid of walking into a trap he can't escape?"
The conflict that had been brewing for half a month seed poised to reach its conclusion today. What would the final outco be?
BOOM!
Just as countless people were waiting in eager anticipation, a colossal palm print appearing from the direction of the Martial Association Headquarters entered their vision.
Across the darkened sky, a single palm seed to hold up the heavens.
"..."
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