Chapter 115: Witnesses of the Times (Part Twelve)

"Chen'er...did you really kill Ji Xuanxiao?"
Wang Yaochen looked at Su Chen, who was calmly and quietly petting the cat, still in disbelief.
He felt that his child had changed so much since leaving Zhongzhou ten years ago!
Su Chen nodded: "I killed Ji Xuanxiao. I gave him a chance, but he still courted death."
"So I killed him."
Wang Yaochen opened his mouth, then sighed helplessly: "Ji Xuanxiao was a successor of the Underworld God Palace. I never expected him to die at your hands, Chen'er. The Underworld God Palace probably won't let this go easily."
"Stay in the clan for the time being, lest some people in the Underworld God Palace become desperate."
Su Chen nodded.
The Underworld God Palace had fallen. Even with Ji Xuanxiao, a divine body, being killed by Su Chen, they certainly wouldn't let it go easily. The Wang family wasn't afraid of the Underworld God Palace, but Wang Yaochen was afraid that some of the old guard there wouldn't be able to swallow this insult.
Su Chen's current talent has clearly garnered the attention of the Wang family.
Killing Ji Xuanxiao isn't a major issue; once Su Chen's cultivation level rises, the Underworld Temple will choose to forget about it.
Time passed quickly. News of the wedding of Wang Yunfei, the heir of the Imperial Palace, resounded throughout the Tianxuan Domain. Even powerful forces from beyond the domain sent their heirs to attend this grand event. Prodigies gathered, and Su Chen followed the Wang family to the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace was founded by a supreme ruler known as the Nine Luminaries Emperor, and is unparalleled in the universe.
It is also a self-contained inner world, vast and boundless, built by the Nine Luminaries Emperor over tens of thousands of years.
Within the Imperial Palace, Su Chen sensed countless terrifying auras, including many Saint Realm experts. Su Chen even suspected that there might be a living Quasi-Emperor within the Imperial Palace. A Quasi-Emperor wielding an Imperial Weapon... just how terrifying would that be?
Inside the Imperial Palace, Su Chen encountered acquaintances: the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land and Ling Wuyai, the successor of the Heavenly Ruins Holy Land. Both men greeted Su Chen, and Ling Wuyai nodded slightly. His gaze, like that of the many prodigies present, was filled with boundless fighting spirit and anticipation!
He was waiting for Wang Yunfei's appearance!
Su Chen was also extremely curious... just what kind of strength did his brother, hailed as the Young Emperor, possess?
To call himself the Young Emperor before even opening the Emperor's Path, to claim to be on par with the young Great Emperors of antiquity—what kind of confidence was that?
As Su Chen pondered this, suddenly, a series of auras surged in. These were thousands of powerful warriors clad in silver dragon armor, exuding terrifying killing intent. Without exception, each one was a cultivator at the Void Realm. The battle formation these warriors formed together was likely enough to annihilate any warrior below the Saint Realm.
"Truly worthy of the Imperial Palace's foundation..."
Su Chen narrowed his eyes. These thousands of people, placed on any battlefield, would likely be a meat grinder, slaughtering clans and destroying stars as easily as drinking water and eating. The Imperial Palace's prestige wasn't maintained solely by a single emperor. In an era where sages were absent, this Silver Dragon Guard was enough to intimidate all races!
At this moment, a golden holy dragon descended from the sky, its terrifying pressure no less than that of a Saint Realm expert. Atop the golden dragon stood two figures. One wore an ancient imperial robe embroidered with dragon patterns, exuding a natural, domineering aura, like an unassailable ruler of heaven and earth. Beside him stood the woman, truly worthy of being called the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains. Her silver and black hair intertwined like a galaxy, her pupils reflecting the brilliance of the sun and moon. Her snow-white body was enveloped in a divine aura that commanded reverence. A touch of vermilion between her brows added to her sanctity and allure. Every aspect of her body was like a work of art sculpted by the heavens.
Truly worthy of being called the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains!
The appearance of Fan Qingyin attracted the attention of countless martial arts geniuses.
"How can such a beauty exist in this world?"
This beauty was not merely physical; it was a beauty that resonated deep within the soul, a beauty unforgettable, a beauty from which no other like could be found in the world.
The most talented woman in the Central Plains, paired with the most beautiful woman!
However, Fan Qingyin is the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan, and Wang Yunfei intends to challenge all the prodigies of the entire Tianxuan Domain. The most talented person in Tianxuan Domain paired with the most beautiful woman—it would be a legendary tale even ten thousand years from now.
"Wang Yunfei, I challenge you! Just for calling yourself the Young Emperor, I, Mo Shang, will be the first to object!"
Mo Shang, the invincible member of the Mo family in the Northern Domain, couldn't wait to charge at Wang Yunfei.
Wang Yunfei's expression remained unchanged. He extended five fingers, drawing a golden stream of light. His domineering will spun endlessly, directly crushing the invincible member of the Mo family in his hand like a doll.
Mo Shang struggled a few times, his face deathly pale, watching the increasingly tall figure, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"You...how can you be so strong?"
Wang Yunfei clenched his fist, and with a piercing scream, Mo Shang instantly perished. The elder from the Mo family's side paled instantly, roaring, "Wang Yunfei, this was just a competition! Why did you kill my Mo family's successor?"
Wang Yunfei's gaze swept over, his golden pupils seemingly conjuring countless galaxies in the blink of an eye. His gaze was like a sharp blade, causing even the powerful Mo family member to turn pale and dare not meet his eyes.
"You mean... this ant-like trash is qualified to fight me?"
Wang Yunfei glanced indifferently at the crowd, his dragon aura materializing, intimidating them: "Today I give you a chance to challenge me... but that doesn't mean trash like you are qualified to challenge me. If you can't even withstand one of my moves, then die!"
Wang Yunfei's words caused most of the martial artists present to change their expressions drastically. Mo Shang was no weakling; he was an invincible figure of his era, naturally a genius of the Divine Body level, yet he was crushed by Wang Yunfei like a passing ant.
In other words... if you can't withstand one of Wang Yunfei's moves, you won't even have a chance to admit defeat... someone will die!
Few forces were willing to risk their heirs' lives. Those whose strength was even inferior to Mo Shang didn't even have the qualification to challenge Wang Yunfei!
However... their withdrawal from the challenge meant they would never be able to surpass Wang Yunfei.
"Wang Yunfei, I'll fight you!"
"Your younger brother, Wang Chen, has tarnished the spirit of the younger generation of my Heavenly Sword Holy Land. Today, I'll settle this debt."
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land was the first to step forward. He had vowed to avenge this debt, and even facing the terrifying Wang Yunfei, he remained undeterred. A swordsman's edge is unyielding!
Wang Yunfei glanced in the direction of the Wang family, then said, "Finally, someone interesting has arrived. But you won't get your money's worth."
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land drew his sword immediately: "How will you know if you don't try?"
A celestial sword and the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land merged into one. All the sword cultivators present were deeply moved. This was the legendary Heavenly Sword Intent. The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land had even merged himself with the celestial sword—I am the sword, and the sword is me!
PS: Just to add, this volume will be quite long and won't end so quickly. An emperor was born in this era, and the protagonist is a witness. Readers are welcome to guess who will become the emperor.