A scion of the West Sea Royal Family, Li Chenfeng, had t his doom in Cangyun City.
If not for that incident, Long Cangqing would have firmly believed that not even the Supre Martial Commander would dare offend the Antarctic Royal Family, with its centuries-old heritage. But with that precedent, things were different now.
Rumor had it that when the Supre Martial Commander executed Li Chenfeng, he hadn't even blinked. With a single palm strike, he had reduced the man to ashes, leaving not a single trace behind.
After such a casual display of power, why would he fear Tang Yunfeng today?
There are whispers that his position as Supre Martial Commander is in jeopardy. But for now, he still holds the title. Even if he were stripped of his rank, his own terrifying strength is likely enough to let him run rampant across the world. Especially the palm strike that crushed the Martial Association and the sword strike against the Gao Family, both of which had intimidated half the city.
Previously, these were only rumors. But today, the Patriarch of the Long Family had finally witnessed it with his own eyes.
A Sixteenth-Order cultivator, with power that could reshape mountains and rivers!
Give him a few more years, and it wouldn't be impossible for him to stand above the four great royal families. Now that I think about it, the Chen Clan Royal Family has been silent on this matter. Was it because they were also wary of his strength?
HISS!
Tang Yunfeng gasped sharply, a chill running down his spine as his expression twisted in terror. His hair stood on end.
He had actually heard about the destruction of the Martial Association, but the West Sea Royal Family's intervention had drawn most of his attention, so he hadn't bothered to learn the details. Now, after Long Cangqing had given a thorough account of the day's events, even he, a well-inford Descendant of the Royal Family, felt his scalp go numb with shock.
He could never have imagined that this man, who looked a few years younger than him, possessed such formidable strength.
Horrifying! Utterly horrifying!
After finishing his story, Long Cangqing collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath and shaking uncontrollably.
How did things ever get to this point? I don't understand! Ever since the Supre Martial Commander set foot in Cangyun City, he first crushed the Qi Family in the battle at Chilian Peak's Yun Island, then destroyed the Martial Association and the Gao Family. And I... I thought clinging to Zhou Yunfeng's coattails would guarantee a smooth ride to the top, a life above countless others. But... It's over. Everything is completely, utterly ruined!
After a long mont, Tang Yunfeng, who had been so spirited and authoritative just minutes before, lost all his sharp edges. He lowered his stance and spoke politely, "Sir, there's been a misunderstanding."
"In truth, our Antarctic Royal Family has always kept to itself. This matchmaking attempt was entirely an act of goodwill. After all, we've all seen your illustrious military achievents. We genuinely didn't wish to see you suffer a dismal end."
His words were a masterclass in appealing to emotion and reason, portraying the Antarctic Royal Family as magnanimous and selfless. Seeing a man on the verge of ruin, they offer one of their clan's won in marriage?
"And I suppose I'm ant to thank you for this?"
Chen Yang had been silent and detached throughout the entire exchange, as if he were a re bystander. He slowly turned his gaze to Tang Yunfeng, his voice calm and unhurried. Yet, this very calmness struck Tang Yunfeng as utterly terrifying. His limbs went rigid, and his mouth, already hanging open, could not form a single word in response.
Thank him? For my own good, you offered up a household servant and demanded that I, the Supre Martial Commander, marry into her family? Was this truly a gesture of goodwill and not a blatant act of humiliation? It was a classic case of a wolf feigning innocence; the malice was obvious to everyone, yet he still tried to argue his way out of it.
"This, this..." Tang Yunfeng tried to explain, but an icy chill flooded his throat, choking him. His status dictated that he stand above the common masses, yet now... he was rendered speechless by soone his own age, so frightened it felt as if his very soul was scattering.
The ultimate humiliation!
"The Antarctic Royal Family, out of the kindness of its heart, extended an olive branch," Tang Yunfeng blustered, forcing the words out. "By rights, you should be thanking our clan for its imnse grace. Since you are unwilling, I won't insist. We'll let the matter drop. However, if you continue to act so aggressively, it will only reflect poorly on your character. After all, our initial intention was for your own good. You're a person of great standing. Surely I don't need to tell you what to do next?"
Tang Yunfeng articulated his flawless, corner-cutting defense, almost convincing himself in the process. But to his imnse frustration, Chen Yang remained completely unmoved, as if he hadn't heard a word.
"You... you..."
Angry as he was, the young royal scion dared not voice his rage. His pale face dripped with cold sweat, his suppressed fury almost tangible. The others in the room were in an even worse state, cowering like stray dogs, afraid to make the slightest move.
"My young master has made himself clear," Tang Ji chid in, his gaze fixed on Chen Yang. "I hope you will consider his words carefully. Don't act on a montary impulse and bring ruin upon yourself and others."
The threat in his words was unmistakable.
SWISH!
Chen Yang flicked his finger. A spot of blood, the size of a soybean, appeared on Tang Ji's chest and began to spread. The bloody stain grew, and Tang Yunfeng, watching from the side, went rigid, his hands gripping the table for support.
Tang Ji looked down, and his mind shattered. He could clearly feel his life force draining away, replaced by an overwhelming aura of death. This...
"I... I was wrong! I deserve to die! Sir, please spare ! Grant a path to live!"
The bodyguard from the royal family completely broke down, pleading hysterically.
SQUELCH...
In just a few seconds, the soybean-sized wound had expanded to cover half of his chest.
"I'm... I'm sorry..." Tang Ji slamd his forehead into the ground, over and over again.
Tang Yunfeng's courage shattered and he felt a fire in his guts. His heart hamred against his ribs. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he never would have believed it.
Does this an I have to kneel and beg for rcy too? No! What about my status? If I kneel, the entire Antarctic Royal Family will lose face!
"Hmph!" Tang Yunfeng's rationality burned away. "You're repaying kindness with hatred! You—"
SLICE!
Before he could finish his sentence, a cold light flashed, and Tang Yunfeng's leg was severed cleanly at the hip.
This... this!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Everyone else in the room fell to their knees with a crash, burying their heads low and trembling uncontrollably from the cold dread.
"Ahhh..." Tang Yunfeng writhed on the floor, screaming hoarsely. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! The Antarctic Royal Family has offended you! Please, be the better man and forgive this lowly one's transgressions! Please let live!"
What was face? What was dignity? In the face of death, it was all worthless.
"Giving up already?" Yang Hu sneered. "So you're just a paper tiger who relies on his family's na to bully others?"
Tang Yunfeng: "..."
「anwhile.」
The turmoil outside continued to escalate.
With the royal family themselves getting involved, this chaos should be quelled soon, right? After that, it will finally be ti to hold that Supre Martial Commander accountable for his cris of wanton slaughter.
"Are you all deaf? Young Master Tang of the Antarctic Royal Family has spoken! You'd better have so sense and get lost imdiately!"
"If you keep delaying, can you brutes possibly withstand the wrath of the royal family?"
The might of one man suppressing over a hundred thousand Martial Guards? Only a true royal family could possess such prestige.
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