Chapter 312: The City Lords Are All Dead

Chapter 312: Chapter 312: The City Lords Are All Dead

Silence fell over the scene.

Everyone had just witnessed the Second Prince get smashed to the ground by Yi Xiaoyao’s Flaming Giant Fist, completely unable to resist.

And yet, from start to finish, the Cultivation that Yi Xiaoyao exuded remained at the Third Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation, two full realms below the Second Prince.

Everyone had expected Yi Xiaoyao to die at the hands of the Second Prince, but the outcome had defied all expectations.

This silence lasted for only a moment before erupting into a clamorous uproar.

"The Second Prince... was defeated!"

"With just one punch!"

"Defeated by someone younger, and with a Cultivation two realms lower than his own!"

Watching the Second Prince vomit mouthfuls of blood, it wasn’t just the guests who gasped in shock. Even Yun Mengling felt the tension in her heart release, and her beautiful eyes lit up.

"Xiaoyao, you’re still as amazing as ever!"

A smile appeared on Yun Mengling’s face, and she turned her cold gaze back to the Second Prince.

"I told you long ago, you’ll never be a match for Xiaoyao. If you dared to touch me, he would kill you with his own hands!"

The Second Prince was already utterly humiliated. Hearing Yun Mengling’s words, his Qi and blood surged, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Good! Fine! You bitch! You think he can kill me? In your dreams!"

The Second Prince laughed in fury, then roared at the two Golden Armor Powerhouses supporting him, "What are you standing around for?! Kill this wretched pair for me!"

The two Golden Armor Powerhouses immediately responded, soaring into the air and unleashing their Cultivation at the Eighth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation. Moreover, their auras were incredibly close to the Ninth Realm!

"Those are two great generals from the Imperial Army Mansion!"

"I’d heard the Second Prince was always protected by two supreme experts from the Imperial Army Mansion, but I never imagined their Cultivation would be this high. They must have one foot in the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation!"

"Yi Xiaoyao’s victory over the Second Prince was stunning, but it won’t change the final outcome!"

"This time, Yi Xiaoyao is dead for sure, with nowhere to run!"

As the crowd murmured, the two Golden Armor Powerhouses gestured toward the ground below.

Instantly, four figures in silver armor shot out from four different directions below.

These four were not as strong as the two Golden Armor Powerhouses, but they still possessed Cultivation at the Sixth or Seventh Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation.

The four of them worked in perfect coordination to surround Yi Xiaoyao, cutting off any chance of escape.

Meanwhile, the two Golden Armor Powerhouses let out a heavy snort and shot toward Yi Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, what do we do?" Yun Mengling asked, her brow furrowed.

Yi Xiaoyao just smiled faintly. "Don’t worry about it."

As he raised his hand, seven figures shot out from the sprawling guest platforms, landing near Yi Xiaoyao.

These seven were none other than Bai Ye and the six other strongest Alliance Leaders, who had been hiding among the guests all along.

"Your subordinate pays his respects, Commander! Please, leave these six to us!"

Bai Ye and the others cupped their fists and awaited Yi Xiaoyao’s command.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded, his indifferent voice ringing out, "Go."

"Yes, sir!"

Having received their orders, Bai Ye and the other six turned in unison, unleashing their own powerful Cultivation as they faced the six enemy experts.

Among them, Bai Ye was the strongest, also with one foot in the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation. Dealing with one of the Golden Armor Powerhouses would be no problem for him.

As for the other six Alliance Leaders, all of whom were at the Eighth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation, two of them confronted the other Golden Armor Powerhouse, while the remaining four moved to quickly eliminate the four in silver armor.

For these seven Alliance Leaders, who were ranked among the top twenty or so in the Chaotic Alliance Domain, a situation like this posed no difficulty at all.

Down below, however, the crowd was utterly horrified.

"These seven... they’re all experts at the Eighth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation!"

"They all seem to be Alliance Leaders from the Chaotic Alliance Domain!"

"And these seven powerhouses actually called themselves Yi Xiaoyao’s subordinates!"

"Yi Xiaoyao can command Alliance Leaders from the Chaotic Alliance Domain?!"

At that moment, everyone finally understood why Yi Xiaoyao had dared to crash the Second Prince’s wedding.

The Second Prince’s face was a mask of terror. Not only were all of his men being intercepted, but he now saw Yi Xiaoyao walking toward him!

"Ling’Er, how would you like him to die?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked Yun Mengling, his gaze, thick with Killing Intent, fixed on the Second Prince.

"However Xiaoyao wants to kill him is fine with me. I’ll listen to you," Yun Mengling said obediently.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded and landed on the high platform with Yun Mengling, right where the Second Prince stood.

The Second Prince cried out and scrambled backward, his face filled with dread.

Knowing he was no match for Yi Xiaoyao, he immediately took out a Jade Pendant. After injecting it with Spiritual Power, it formed a Spiritual Power Shield that overflowed with golden light.

The shield emanated the powerful aura of the peak of the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm; it was his strongest life-saving measure.

A cold glint flashed in Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes. A flicker of sword light followed, striking directly at the golden shield.

CLANG!

With a crisp ring of metal on metal, the sword light dissipated, but the golden shield remained perfectly still, completely unscathed.

’Just as I thought. This is a defensive measure created with the full power of a peak Nascent Soul Transformation expert!’

Yi Xiaoyao frowned. ’And the shield itself is a Celestial Tier Spiritual Artifact.’

Still, Yi Xiaoyao could understand. As the son of an emperor, how could he not possess some powerful life-saving treasures?

When the Second Prince saw that Yi Xiaoyao’s attack hadn’t even budged his shield, he burst into triumphant laughter.

"You want to kill me? How laughably ignorant!"

"This Pure Origin Gold Shield was a gift from my father, the king! It’s incredibly precious! Forcing me to waste it here today... I will make you pay the price!"

"When the twenty City Lords arrive with their troops, that will be the day you die!"

The Second Prince’s hateful eyes stared venomously at Yi Xiaoyao. He had lost all face because of Yi Xiaoyao today, and he was determined to kill him!

He was now in an invincible position; all he had to do was wait for his reinforcements to arrive.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao just gave a cold laugh. "Today, no one can save you!"

Just as his words fell, figures began to streak through the void, shooting in from the direction of the surrounding twenty cities.

"The City Lords are here!" The Second Prince’s face lit up with joy, and he laughed maniacally. "Yi Xiaoyao, you’re dead for sure now!"

One after another, figures landed. They were indeed the twenty City Lords from the twenty-one cities, all except for Yun Cang.

However, the joyful expression on the Second Prince’s face froze the moment he saw the twenty City Lords.

And the surrounding guests turned pale and trembled in terror.

"The... the twenty City Lords... they’ve all been killed!"

"That’s twenty experts of the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm! And all of them held the rank of City Lord!"

"Who has this kind of power? Who has this kind of audacity? To dare kill so many City Lords?"

"Could it be... that this was also Yi Xiaoyao’s doing?"

Just as everyone saw, the twenty figures that landed on the high platform were indeed the twenty City Lords they all recognized.

Except, these City Lords had all been turned into lifeless corpses, utterly devoid of Vitality!

They were flung onto the platform from all directions, landing in a heap!

As the twenty corpses were thrown down, twenty more figures, each radiating a powerful aura, landed in unison behind Yi Xiaoyao and cupped their fists.

"Your subordinates are late! The twenty City Lords have all been slain by our hands, and we have sealed all twenty-one cities!"

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(Third update.)