Chen family father and son stared at Zheng Feng, their eyes fixed on him, cold.
Zheng Feng's scalp tingled, a sense of utter doom washing over his mind.
"Speak, how is my Longlin inferior to you?"
"If you cannot, I will kill you immediately."
Zheng Feng was utterly bewildered. Who was this explosive old man, and why did his temper seem so similar to Ye Longlin's, ready to kill at the drop of a hat!
"How dare you! This is the territory of my Zheng family. Do you think you can cause trouble here, old man?"
A voice suddenly boomed, the aura of a High-grade Dao Realm forcefully shattering the grim atmosphere as the speaker entered.
The Zheng family patriarch, Zheng Guoyan.
He was also a genius figure in the capital. Achieving High-grade Dao Realm at forty-five, even in the capital, such individuals were rare. Most had only reached Middle or Low-grade Dao Realm.
After Zheng Guoyan's appearance, his aura spread out, confronting the other party. The two auras clashed, and the Low-grade Dragon Elephant cultivators could not withstand such pressure, spitting up blood and falling unconscious.
"I have always been reasonable. After I finish speaking with him, I will speak with you," the Chen family patriarch said slowly. As he finished, an invisible pressure descended, as if Mount Tai itself had suddenly slammed onto his head, causing his blood to flow backward, his aura to become chaotic, and forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Boom!"
This pressure caused his legs to sink directly into the ground, and emanating from his body, the ground cracked like a spiderweb, spreading outwards.
"A Saint! You are actually a Saint!"
Only a Saint could suppress him so easily!
But how could Ye Longlin's master be a Saint? This defied all logic!
This was simply impossible!
Swish—
The faces of everyone present turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with horror.
A Saint!
How could this be!
It had been how many years since anyone had seen a Saint, and now one suddenly appeared in their home!
This...
The Zheng family had committed a grave error!
"Speak, how is my Longlin inferior to you? Otherwise, how could you call him trash?"
The Chen family patriarch asked again, his tone carrying a hint of killing intent born of impatience.
Zheng Feng gasped, his eyes wide with terror, his arms trembling from fear.
He was completely terrified.
He had just wanted to show off in front of his grandfather, to appear more imposing and impressive, thereby securing more family resources. Who would have thought that showing off at home would attract a deadly threat!
He could only say that his luck had run out!
"I... I..."
Zheng Feng's speech lacked any conviction, his words faltering.
Clearly, he did not know how Ye Longlin was inferior to him, or rather, he had never considered the magnitude of the repercussions his words would cause.
"Since you cannot say, I will send you on your way."
The Chen family patriarch snorted, his killing intent causing Zheng Feng to feel an extremely terrifying aura.
He slowly raised his hand and gently pressed down.
Zheng Feng's skin began to crack and shatter inch by inch.
Blood seeped from the fissures, and in an instant, he turned into a bloody mess.
"Senior, Senior, I know I was wrong. Please, please spare me..."
The immense pain made him feel as though death itself was enveloping him.
Among the onlookers, there were over ten Dao Realm experts, and even his own father, Zheng Guoyan, a young High-grade Dao Realm cultivator, was present. Yet, even in this situation, no one could stop his impending death!
Zheng Guoyan's teeth gnashed as he watched his son shatter inch by inch, utterly helpless, roaring in anger.
"Do you have a problem?"
The Chen family patriarch heard the roar and calmly sat on his chair, looking at Zheng Guoyan.
Zheng Guoyan gritted his teeth, staring at the old man before him, and resentfully asked, "Senior, with your status, why are you targeting my Zheng family? My Zheng family has never offended you."
At the other party's realm, it was not just the Zheng family that was powerless; even several other families combined would not be enough to contend with him.
Their family also had Saints, but their own Saints were not in the capital!
"Don't you think your Zheng family's words are too harsh?"
He said, looking at Old Master Zheng.
Old Master Zheng looked at him with a grim expression. He truly had no way to deal with the other party. His only confidence rested on his own status.
"Your Excellency, I am a member of the Hall of Honor. If you attack me, you will be pursued by the Hall of Honor. I hope you understand this. Furthermore, I can overlook today's matter. You simply need to retreat."
Although he was inferior in martial arts, he was still a member of the Hall of Honor and was protected by it. If the Hall of Honor could not protect him, then he might as well die.
The Chen family patriarch sneered. The Hall of Honor could not stop him from killing the people he wished to kill. There were only so many Saints in Great Xia, and he recognized them all.
Besides, they were all foundation experts of Great Xia. His identity, if revealed, would be enough to suppress the other party.
"I will spare your lives today. I hope to see you at the Ascending Dragon Lake battle tomorrow."
"After all, it would be better for my disciple to take his own life. As a teacher, there's no need to handle everything entirely on his behalf."
Boom!
With one step,
Zheng Guoyan's body exploded like fireworks.
Blood splattered five paces, drenching Old Master Zheng.
...
January 1st, New Year's Day.
New Year's Day was a traditional festival in Great Xia, marking the beginning of the new year.
On this day, the Ascending Dragon Lake scenic area reached its peak visitor count.
After half a month of hype and preparation, the culmination arrived today.
According to the capital's population flow report, from the first day until yesterday, there had been a continuous increase for fourteen days, with the population surpassing the 300,000 mark last night.
With each ticket to Ascending Dragon Lake costing ninety yuan, the ticket sales alone exceeded twenty-seven million.
Regardless of their ultimate objectives, the substantial financial gains and tax revenue brought comfort to many.
However, observant individuals noticed that the force behind the Ascending Dragon Lake scenic area was the Martial Arts Association.
This implied that, regardless of the outcome, the Martial Arts Association was the ultimate winner?
Of course, until the results were out, all speculation was premature.
One could say that if Wu Ji died, the Martial Arts Association would have made a fortune but lost its backbone.
If Wu Ji lived and Ye Longlin died, the Martial Arts Association would gain both fame and profit, and its status would further advance.
If the battle ended in a draw, the Martial Arts Association would still be the biggest gainer.
This scheme was meticulously planned.
"Tens of thousands of people witnessing this event will surely go down in history."