Chapter 1252: 1253: Another Mutation

Chapter 1252: Chapter 1253: Another Mutation

Within the hall, a moment of silence prevailed, as every eye was fixed intently on the unfolding situation before them.

Yan Rulie was bewildered as well; he didn’t expect the situation to take such a turn, plunging into uncertainty in an instant.

Previously, the mere appearance of Wei Ziliang was shocking enough. Who would have imagined that such an explosive piece of news would emerge now?

Just as everyone was focused on the scene, Wei Ziliang had already subdued the Prince of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan and brought him before Lin Qian.

“Alright, young master.” With a secret soul consciousness transmission, Wei Ziliang gave a fierce kick to the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan’s prince before him.

At this moment, the fourteenth prince of the Daojiang Country was in a pitiful state.

The prince’s four eyes had been gouged out by Wei Ziliang, blood flowing down, his limbs completely broken, his Dantian ruined, leaving him utterly incapable of resisting.

A Soul Martial Artist in the Entering Dao Realm, a powerful figure capable of establishing sects, and supporting a top-tier power.

Yet, before Wei Ziliang, such a formidable figure was as helpless as a child.

Although they were mentally prepared for Wei Ziliang’s overwhelming combat strength, the sight still left them deeply shaken, unable to suppress their shock.

Even more astonishing was the mystery surrounding this young human in front of Wei Ziliang.

From the current circumstances, this Weishen Wei Ziliang seemed to follow the orders of this young human, putting the prince of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan at his feet as evidence.

Looking at the helpless Four-Eyed Spirit Clan’s prince lying on the ground, Lin Qian felt little interest, having already learned much about the Netherworld Clan.

“If you wish to live, you must reveal the true defense layout of the Daojiang Country’s territory or any secret strategies after swearing an Oath of Heart Demons.” Lin Qian looked down at the prince, speaking directly, “This is your value in staying alive. Speak.”

Although the prince’s situation was dire, his mind was alight.

As an Entering Dao Realm expert, if an ordinary Soul Martial Artist suffered such injuries, it would mark the end of them in this life.

But he was different. An Entering Dao Realm expert, even with such injuries, would only lose combat power at most. With the right nurturing artifacts and high-grade Pills, recovery wasn’t impossible.

Moreover, an expert of the Entering Dao Realm was worth the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan’s efforts to heal his wounds.

“It won’t be so easy to make me talk.” The prince concluded that if he spoke, he would die even faster. Instead, he should mix truth with falsehood to survive, “Unless you agree to three conditions of mine.”

Swoosh!

A flash of sword light; with a wave of his hand, Lin Qian’s sword qi, condensed from imperial soul energy, appeared like a curtain of light, severing the prince’s head in one swift motion.

“You are not qualified to negotiate with me.” After executing the prince, Lin Qian spoke lightly, as if he had just slain an insignificant Soul Beast and not the prince of the Daojiang Country.

Inside the hall, those observing the situation shuddered inwardly at the sight.

Lin Qian’s ruthless decisiveness made them wary, prompting discussions about this young human’s true identity.

The ability to command a figure like Weishen was enough to shock people.

Even those from factions of transcendent power were wary of Weishen’s combat prowess, yet none of their influential descendants dared to give Wei Ziliang orders.

Moreover, Lin Qian was indeed ruthless.

They knew that the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan’s prince, Yang Huakun, had offended Lin Qian earlier, awakening his wrath.

Lin Qian, without hesitation, had smacked Yang Huakun into a bloody mess with a single slap.

As for the fourteenth prince, after being captured by Wei Ziliang, before many words could be exchanged, when he hinted at conditions.

Lin Qian, without blinking, decapitated the prince of the Daojiang Country.

Yan Yifei, noticing the situation, couldn’t help but twitch his brow.

But in the next moment, his attention was drawn elsewhere.

“This matter pertains to our Flame Gold Clan’s internal affairs. I ask everyone else to withdraw temporarily to avoid any accidental harm.” Yan Yifei suddenly spoke, cupping his hands to the surrounding people.

However, many onlookers showed reluctance to move.

“Yan Clan Leader, there’s no need for such haste. Perhaps our presence can be of assistance.”

“Indeed, we are willing to lend a hand.”

“Having come across this, helping out isn’t impossible.”

This chorus of voices, seemingly well-intentioned, bore hidden treachery.

Observation of the conflict offered the chance to interfere or gather valuable information; staying might reveal more than expected.

This scenario left Yan Yifei at a standstill. As he frowned, intending to speak again, a voice abruptly echoed through the hall.

“Those who linger after the third breath, die!” Lin Qian stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, the headless corpse of the Daojiang Country’s Four-Eyed Spirit Clan prince lying at his feet, accentuating the coldness of his words with lethal intent.

As Lin Qian’s words fell, Wei Ziliang, with a cold expression, scanned the surroundings.

Under Wei Ziliang’s gaze, expressions changed dramatically, except for the Four Clans of the Daojiang Country, who remained composed.

They knew they were already part of the Huaxia Empire.

With Lin Qian’s clear stance and Wei Ziliang’s intimidation, expressions shifted dramatically, leading them to hastily turn and flee from the side hall, distancing themselves swiftly.

Following guidance from the Fiery Flame Palace’s members outside, they departed the palace, heading to their assigned locations.

Within the hall, only Yan Yifei, Yan Rulie, a contingent of elders, and the Four Clans remained.

The elders of the Four Clans approached Lin Qian, bowing respectfully, “Greetings, Your Majesty!”

With Lin Qian’s nod of acknowledgment, they rose and greeted Wei Ziliang, “Lord Weishen.”

This scene left the elders from the Flame Gold Clan dumbfounded, unable to fathom the unfolding events.

Why were the Four Clans addressing this human as “Your Majesty”? Had the royal family of the Daojiang Country been replaced by humans?

Yet, before they could unravel the confusion, another change occurred before their eyes.