——Great Zhou Imperial Capital
At this moment, a huge palace stood in the center of the Imperial City.
The originally magnificent and grand Imperial Palace was now dilapidated and beyond recognition, making it hard to imagine what kind of battle could destroy such a massive palace.
And at this moment, above the Imperial Palace, a figure dressed in a black Xuanfu robe with dark golden Flood Dragon patterns, exuding an incredibly domineering aura, was clashing with another black figure.
"Baifeng, you traitor and rebel, how could my Great Zhou trust you so much!"
Luo Wushuang roared, his eyes filled with fury.
You deserve to die!
His Dao Palace Realm Perfection aura was released, instantly causing the Void to tremble.
"Haha, Luo Wushuang, your Great Zhou's Luck is exhausted. Today is the day of your demise." Hearing this, Baifeng laughed instead of fearing.
Baifeng, as the Great General guarding Great Zhou, had already reached Dao Palace Perfection in his cultivation a hundred years ago.
If it weren't for his apprehension of the Great Zhou Old Ancestor, he would have rebelled long ago.
Now that the Feather Transformation National Preceptor was holding back that Old Undying, he had no fear of Luo Wushuang whatsoever.
"Lord!"
Just as Luo Wushuang was roaring in anger, intending to suppress and kill the rebellious traitor before him.
A voice sounded in his ear.
The newcomers were the two Clan Elders and Wang Ming.
"Lord, this is Senior Wang from the Princess's Sect." The elder's face showed joy as he raised a hand towards Wang Ming, introducing him to the Lord.
Sect Senior?
Could it be the Taichu Holy Land?
Luo Wushuang glanced at Wang Ming, his pupils suddenly constricted, his expression trembling, and he thought in shock.
"Nascent Divinity Realm!"
Wang Ming did not hide his cultivation; the Soul Transformation aura emanated from him.
Immediately, he spoke up.
"Luo Wushuang greets Senior."
"May I ask, Senior, are you..."
"Alright, let's resolve the current matter first. I still need to rush back to report to the Sect Master."
Wang Ming glanced at him.
At this moment, Baifeng also looked at Wang Ming, his face filled with panic, his voice trembling.
"Nan... Nanscent Divinity expert!"
Impossible!
Great Zhou clearly only had one Nanscent Divinity. Where did this one come from!
And he was even on Great Zhou's side.
His arrogant demeanor from earlier instantly vanished, replaced by a look of terror and unease.
He was terrified of being slapped to death by the person in front of him!
"May I ask, Se... Se... Senior, which Sect are you from?"
He asked, his hands trembling as he bowed to Wang Ming.
How could he not panic!
This was a Nascent Divinity Realm expert!
Even the Feather Transformation Dynasty only had its National Preceptor with such cultivation.
If he offended a Nanscent Divinity, the Feather Transformation Dynasty might not necessarily provoke such a formidable enemy for his sake.
Before he could finish speaking.
Wang Ming took a step in the air, and the Nascent Divinity Realm pressure was released, instantly causing ripples in the Void beneath his feet, crushing and distorting the surrounding space.
Immediately after, he raised his hand and grabbed at Baifeng in the Void.
A world-shaking aura instantly enveloped his entire body, causing him to feel as if his body was about to split apart. He fell from the air, kneeling on the ground, barely clinging to life.
"Hiss!"
The Lord and the two others gasped in cold air!
Luo Wushuang had seen his own Old Ancestor make a move before, but the aura was absolutely not as astonishing as Wang Ming's.
The Old Ancestor was Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens!
What kind of Sect did Ling Xue join after all?
"Se... Se... Senior, spare my life!"
Baifeng knelt on the ground, spitting blood, his voice unclear as he begged for mercy.
"I... I, I have no enmity with Senior. Why... why are you helping Great Zhou!"
"Oh?"
Indeed, no enmity.
I just don't like you!
"Pfft!"
No enmity?
Don't like?
Baifeng spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes wide, a look of bewilderment in his gaze!
Boom—
Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came.
Immediately after, two aged figures instantly appeared in the Void.
One of them, an old man with withered Qi and blood, dressed in a golden yellow Flood Dragon robe, roared:
"Limu, does your Feather Transformation Dynasty truly intend to be irreconcilable with my Great Zhou!"
"Hehehe..."
"Luo Yuan, who told your Great Zhou to produce a Genius!"
"If my Feather Transformation does not nip it in the bud, do you expect us to let it grow?" The grey-robed old man said coldly, a sinister smile on his lips.
It turned out that starting the national war was merely an excuse, and Baifeng was nothing more than a pawn of the Feather Transformation Dynasty, intended to hold back Luo Wushuang.
"National Preceptor, save me!"
Baifeng saw the National Preceptor appear, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, his face agitated as he urgently called for help.
Limu was the Feather Transformation National Preceptor of the Feather Transformation Dynasty.
"Hmm?"
"Useless!"
The National Preceptor's face darkened as he glanced at Baifeng.
The Feather Transformation Dynasty had secretly cultivated Baifeng a hundred years ago to annihilate Great Zhou, using countless resources to help him Break through to Dao Palace Perfection!
But unexpectedly, Luo Lingxue, an anomaly, appeared, which prompted them to expedite their plans.
Hearing the National Preceptor's words.
Baifeng's face was as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly.
...
"Luo Yuan, today is the day your Great Zhou perishes!"
The Feather Transformation National Preceptor's face was grim as he looked at the Great Zhou Old Ancestor, speaking coldly.
Buzz—
Instantly, a terrifying aura erupted from the Feather Transformation National Preceptor, sweeping towards everyone. This time, apart from Wang Ming and the Great Zhou Old Ancestor, Luo Wushuang and the others were instantly pressed down, almost kneeling on the ground.
Fortunately, Wang Ming waved his hand, and the few immediately felt this oppressive aura disappear.
The few instantly felt their bodies relax, their faces filled with joy, and they thanked Wang Ming: "Thank you for your help, Senior!"
"Hmm."
As for Baifeng, he was trembling under the suppression, lying on the ground like a dead dog.
Luo Yuan felt this terrifying aura.
His pupils suddenly constricted, and then his expression became extremely solemn.
Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens!
He was also, but now his Blood Qi was withered, and the injuries within his body could not be suppressed. Otherwise, how could he allow the Feather Transformation Dynasty to be so presumptuous in Great Zhou?
As the words fell.
The National Preceptor, standing in the Void Realm, raised his hand, and instantly, Spiritual Power transformed into a sky-covering giant palm.
It pressed down towards Luo Yuan with terrifying power.
Rumble—
Luo Yuan's face changed drastically. His Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens cultivation erupted from his body without reservation at this moment.
He waved his hands, and the surrounding Spiritual Power suddenly gathered, forming a giant sword that he swung.
Bang—
An earth-shattering explosion sounded.
The giant sword was seen, shattered by the terrifying palm strike.
"Not good!"
The sky-covering great palm did not dissipate and pressed down fiercely.
The Great Zhou Old Ancestor raised his hand, waving to gather the surrounding Spiritual Qi, instantly building a Spiritual Power barrier to resist.
A bang sounded.
The Spiritual Power barrier was instantly shattered.
"Pfft!"
The Great Zhou Old Ancestor was struck to the ground, his body flying backward, destroying countless great halls in the Imperial Palace, and collapsing on the ground, his aura weak and dispirited, spitting blood.
"Old Ancestor!"
Seeing his own Old Ancestor struck down, Luo Wushuang roared.
Then, he roared in anger at the Feather Transformation National Preceptor.
"Old fellow, your Feather Transformation Dynasty is going too far!"
The Feather Transformation National Preceptor stood in the Void Realm, a cold smile on his lips as he looked at the ant before him.
Hehehe...
Weak ants only know anger!
Die!
Then he struck down with another palm.
Bang—
The Feather Transformation National Preceptor's Spiritual Power great palm instantly dispersed.
Wang Ming had made his move. Although he was only Nascent Divinity Realm First Heaven, he was an invincible existence within the same Realm. That's right, any expert summoned by the System was invincible within their own Realm.
Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens could be annihilated with a flip of a hand.
Hmm?
The National Preceptor was startled!
He looked at Wang Ming, his face grim, then his eyes turned cold:
"Hehe, I didn't expect there to be a slightly bigger ant."
He saw through Wang Ming's cultivation at a glance, after all, he was a Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens existence.
"A mere Nascent Divinity Realm First Heaven, yet you dare to strike and obstruct this Preceptor."
"Seeking death!"
The National Preceptor's face darkened, a cold smile on his lips, and he raised his hand to strike down with a palm.
He, a dignified Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens, was actually blocked by a mere First Heaven Nascent Divinity. This made him incredibly furious, and he was determined to kill the ant before him!
"Hmph!"
Wang Ming let out a cold snort.
"If you were in the Dongxu Realm, I might not be a match, but against your Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens, I will still suppress and kill you!"
Instantly, an astonishing aura erupted from Wang Ming. His figure then vanished from his original spot, suddenly appearing before the Feather Transformation National Preceptor. He then pointed a finger, and in an instant, the surrounding Spiritual Power fiercely gathered at his fingertip.
One finger pointed out.
Boom—
After all, he was Nascent Divinity Realm Nine Heavens, so he reacted quickly, but the finger before him caused his expression to change drastically, as if he was facing the Heavens themselves, a fatal sensation assailed him.
Bang, bang, bang...
"Ah!"
"No, how... how is this possible!"
The power of a single finger was like the heavens collapsing, instantly grinding the Feather Transformation National Preceptor's Physical Body and Divine Soul into dust.
Hiss!
This... Is this Nascent Divinity Realm?
How could it be so strong!
The Lord and the others were incredibly shocked.
The Great Zhou Old Ancestor, who was originally covered in injuries, instantly trembled with shock.