1511: C1511 You're too Weak

C1511 You're too Weak

The atmosphere in the purple-golden palace of the Twin Dragon Empire was incomparably solemn.

Almost all of the direct descendants of the Yuwen clan had gathered here. As for those princes and the like, only a portion of them were present. After all, some of the princes had feudal fiefdom in a faraway place. They might not even return once every eight or ten years. Those who could appear here... Usually, those who were close to the direct line of descent were either direct line of descent or direct line of descent.

However, not all of the direct line of descent were here.

At this moment, on the dragon throne sat a white-haired old man. His qi and blood were like dragons, imposing without anger.

That violet-gold dragon robe even portrayed a domineering and awe-inspiring aura.

Even if Yuwen Jian succeeded as the emperor, he could only stand in front of the dragon throne. He didn't dare to breathe loudly, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

The rest of the Yuwen Clan were even more so.

Tap. Tap. Ta... Ta...

The sound of footsteps was transmitted into the hall from the distant plaza, causing the deathly heavy atmosphere to be broken.

The gazes of the members of the Yuwen clan all looked towards the outside of the large hall.

In the distance, a figure wearing a white robe gradually appeared in their line of sight.

When they saw Zhan Tianming, all the people of Yuwen clan were stunned for a moment.

So young?

They originally thought that he would be an old ghost, but they didn't expect that he would be such a young enemy.

Furthermore...

"How is this possible? He... the aura on his body, is it Nine-star Martial Monarch?"

Yuwen Jian was shocked to discover that the opponent only had Nine-star Martial Monarch's strength.

But with this kind of strength, how could he possibly kill his own son?

Crown Prince Yuwen Tian was startled. That was a Semi-tao Stage Almighty!

"Old Ancestor, Your Majesty, that man is Zhan Tianming!" A prince instantly recognized Zhan Tianming.

When he was in Eight Realms Battle, he had personally gone to Nine Dragons Imperial Domain to watch the competition in a big city. Therefore, he had a very deep impression of Zhan Tianming.

"What? He is Zhan Tianming?"

"Zhan Tianming? Why... why would he oppose our Yuwen Imperial Family?"

Many of the people from Yuwen Family were surprised, but at the same time, they were also puzzled.

How could this young man, who had shown his strength in the Eight Realms Battle two years ago, become so powerful?

Besides, there was no enmity between the Yuwen Clan and him, right?

As Zhan Tianming continued to approach, many people in the Yuwen Clan felt an incomparably oppressive atmosphere. It was as if the person who walked over wasn't a young man, but a god of death.

The feeling of coldness coming from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Furthermore, as Zhan Tianming continued to approach, the feeling became increasingly intense.

Some of them even started to shiver.

"Hmph!"

Yuwen Qianjun, who was sitting on the dragon throne, let out a deep shout. Instantly, a wave of energy dispersed the coldness in the Purple Gold Great Hall.

Only then did the people of Yuwen Clan feel a little more relaxed.

At this time, Zhan Tianming's figure flashed strangely, and he had already arrived outside the palace.

"Little devil, my Yuwen Clan has no enmity with you. What are you trying to do?" Yuwen Qianjun stared at Zhan Tianming. He had already condensed his pressure into a single point. It fell directly on Zhan Tianming's body. However, the latter's facial expression didn't change at all. This made Yuwen Qianjun feel extremely uneasy in his heart.

This Child was very strong!

Moreover, he was ridiculously strong. He was afraid that even with his Late Semi-tao Stage cultivation base, he wouldn't be able to suppress ___.

"Humph! Humph!" Zhan Tianming let out a light humph, "Your Yuwen clan has broken their promise and persecuted the Li Clan. So be it. After gaining the power, they did not know how to benefit the people of the world. Instead, you imposed a violent tax and bullied the people. Today, I am here representing the people of Eastern Region. I want your Yuwen clan to disappear from the face of the world."

His voice echoed throughout the entire Capital.

Countless citizens of the Capital felt as if their blood had been ignited, but there were also some people who clung onto the rich and powerful, feeling uneasy.

"Hmph!" Yuwen Qianjun furiously shouted, "Little brat, with just you alone, don't even think about it!"

Whoosh! Yuwen Qianjun stood up from the dragon throne, and his domineering aura suddenly soared, filling the entire Purple Gold Great Hall.

For a moment, a fierce wind howled, and swept straight towards Yuwen Qianjun and the others, causing them to stagger and fall.

However, when the violent wind blew near Zhan Tianming's body, it automatically bypassed it, and couldn't get close to him at all.

"Old Ancestor, attack! That kid is dead for sure!" Yuwen Jian said in a deep voice.

The rest of the Yuwen Clan all had the same thought.

"Humph! Who cares about Zhan Tianming who is hiding in the dark. He has offended our Yuwen Imperial Family. Only death awaited him. Not only that, at that time, he must send out an assassin. We have to rush to the Southern Region and capture all those who are related to him and bring them to the Eastern Region. We will become the slaves of our imperial family, forever and ever... "

"Old ancestor, we can't let this kid go so easily. It's best that we capture him alive and cripple his cultivation, turning him into a slave for us to command."

"Right, if he doesn't listen to us, then break his limbs."

The members of the Yuwen clan were each more ruthless than the last.

However, Yuwen Qianjun, who was standing at the top of the palace, had a solemn expression on his face.

He had already unleashed the pressure from his entire body, and it was aimed at Zhan Tianming. However, when those The Law of Wind approached Zhan Tianming, they were completely unable to touch the latter.

This could only mean that Zhan Tianming's Law Comprehension was not any weaker than his.

Furthermore, the surface appearance of Nine-star Martial Monarch's ___ wasn't real at all.

Crack, crack, crack...

Yuwen Qianjun clenched his fist tightly.

His eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhan Tianming, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

When this scene entered into the eyes of the Yuwen Clan's people, it immediately made them feel a little strange.

"What's going on? Old Ancestor, he... seems to be very uncertain."

"Bullshit! Ancestor is a late Semi-tao Stage expert, what does a mere Zhan Tianming count as?"

"Yes! If the old ancestor attacks, Zhan Tianming will die immediately."2

Although he said so, when they saw the solemn and solemn expression on Yuwen Qianjun's face, the people of Yuwen Clan began to feel uneasy.

"Humph! Go to hell!"

Yuwen Qianjun could not bear it any longer. He suddenly struck out with his palm.

"Absolute Wind Heavenly Might Palm!"

Huhuhu...

As the palm struck out, thousands of winds were stirred up. In an instant, all the air in the Purple Gold Great Palace turned into deadly sharp blades, rushing towards Zhan Tianming.

The sharp and overbearing force cut through the dense Void Fissure.

However, when the Wind Blade got close to Zhan Tianming, they strangely all stopped in their tracks.

Heavenly Dao of Space controlled everything.

Even a Grand Perfection's The Law of Wind was useless in front of Zhan Tianming.

Zhan Tianming slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yuwen Qianjun.

"You are too weak!"

As his voice fell, Zhan Tianming slowly raised his right hand and shook it at Yuwen Qianjun.

"Supreme Dragon God Palm!"

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