Chapter 1642 - 1462: A Single Chopstick

If it weren’t for Ye Tian sitting beside him, slightly sharing some of the pressure, he would have exploded into nothingness just from Hu Zhengjian’s aura at this moment.

"The tiger is my brother. My brother and I came here to take care of a small matter," Ye Tian spoke.

Small matter?

What small matter?

Ye Tian continued, "Hu Clan Chief, my brother’s tiger bone and bloodline were forcibly taken by your daughter Hu Yun. I brought my brother here, firstly to retrieve his rightful bloodline and tiger bone, and secondly, I demand your daughter apologize with her life."

Shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After Ye Tian’s serious words, at that moment...

Not just the wedding scene, but the entire plane where the Reverse Blood Demon Tiger Clan resides felt frozen.

Completely suffocated.

What did they hear? This ant from a Level 1 Civilization, possessing only the Upper Great Emperor’s Third Layer, actually wants justice? Wants Hu Yun dead?

Not to mention Hu Yun is Hu Zhengjian’s daughter.

But Hu Yun is the bride today!

She’s Zhou Family’s Young Master Zhou Cunyuan’s bride!

You want Hu Yun dead? That’s wanting the bride dead?

Isn’t that --madness, what is it? Pretending Zhou Cunyuan doesn’t exist? Pretending Zhou Fu and Zhou Family’s people don’t exist?

Do ants from Level 1 Civilizations seriously lack brains?

"Courting death!" Hu Zhengjian couldn’t hold back anymore, even though today was a wedding scene, blood shouldn’t be seen, yet he couldn’t bear it...

Lifting his hand, Hu Zhengjian threw a punch towards Ye Tian.

Suddenly.

A shadow of a demonic tiger’s form appeared, clear, intense, thick, and trembling.

As illusionary as spirit.

The tiger head covering the fist seal roared, mouth opening wide, biting down.

The terrifying fist power gathered inward, subtly echoing a vast force condensed within the fist seal.

The power is terrifying.

And the Fist Intent, reaching up to the early Seventh Rank.

However.

When everyone thought Ye Tian and Blood Witch Tiger would be doomed here, and perhaps not even bodies would remain, what’s in front...

Seeing that fist seal about to land on Ye Tian, the tiger’s mouth poised to devour Ye Tian.

Suddenly.

Ye Tian actually smiled.

The smile just appeared at the same time.

"Snap!"

Ye Tian casually slapped the table.

Suddenly, a chopstick from the table swirled up, transforming into an eerie line, extremely fast, visible only as a streak of light.

"Sizzle..."

The chopstick splattered and happened to meet Hu Zhengjian’s fist seal head-on.

"Buzz!!!"

Just as they touched, the demonic tiger form shadow on Hu Zhengjian’s fist seal let out a mournful cry, trembling in terror, writhing, tearing, vanishing into nothingness...

And that’s not all, the chopstick continued forward, effortlessly piercing through the fist seal itself as if puncturing paper, piercing into Hu Zhengjian’s physical fist.

Once it contacted Hu Zhengjian’s physical fist, a strong scent of blood rose, Hu Zhengjian’s physical fist exploded, blood mist sprayed, indescribably strange.

Not yet at the extreme, the chopstick pushed forward, Hu Zhengjian’s arm began frantically exploding, being shredded!

Hu Zhengjian screamed irrationally, in immense pain, his figure flew backward...

It was unbearable.

And from beginning to end, that chopstick, a normal chopstick, didn’t crack, not a scratch.

Even the main table, despite being slapped by Ye Tian before, eerily didn’t shatter, remained intact.

"Bang..." Hu Zhengjian flew back hundreds of meters, landed heavily on the ground, severely injured, near death, his martial arts were destroyed, his Dantian shattered.

Yet Ye Tian didn’t even glance.

In the silence, under eyes shaking as if to melt...

Ye Tian poured wine for Blood Witch Tiger, "Tiger, drink up."

On the same table, Zhou Fu’s gaze flickered, flickered, flickered again...

A bit shocked and unbelievable.

Ye Tian himself, defeating Hu Zhengjian of the Half-step Immortal King Realm with the Upper Great Emperor’s Third Layer Realm, is already unprecedented in the civilization’s history spanning over thirty billion years of Ze Civilization?????

An awe-inspiring super leap.

Worldview-refreshing.

Besides that, Ye Tian seemingly... seemingly didn’t use his full strength? Still seated, and used just a chopstick, the most most most most crucial is, the chopstick didn’t crack, didn’t break.

What kind of exaggerated precise control over power does it take to achieve this extent?

Zhou Fu admits, his mentality, even as an old monster who lived billions of years, has fiercely trembled!

"Shit, shit, shit, shit..." In fact, sitting next to Ye Tian, Blood Witch Tiger was also about to go crazy with excitement, cursed inwardly... he knew Ye Tian is a peerless evil.

Yet he didn’t know Ye Tian had already reached this level!

From the time they parted at the Zhan Yuan Ye Family in Small Thousand World, till today, it hasn’t been long, right? Not even a year!

But now, Ye Tian’s strength... beats down the Half-step Immortal King Realm?????

"Father..." Hu Yun rushed out from the back hall, crying, in a red bridal gown, very beautiful yet completely losing composure, rushing to the severely injured and near-death Hu Zhengjian, trembling as she supported him, "Father, father, elixir..."

She took out all the healing elixirs, stuffing them into Hu Zhengjian’s mouth.

Meanwhile, Ye Tian and Blood Witch Tiger were being locked on by the auras of several members of the Reverse Blood Demon Tiger Clan.

But, merely locked on, no one dared to actually move.

After all, in the Reverse Blood Demon Tiger Clan, the strongest is Hu Zhengjian!

Do they really think a Half-step Immortal King’s existence is weak???

Yet Ye Tian casually beat them.

Who else in the Reverse Blood Demon Tiger Clan dares to act?

"Are you Hu Yun? The woman who took my brother’s tiger bone and bloodline?" Ye Tian stood up, looking at Hu Yun, striding towards her.

"You... What do you want to do?!!!!!!!!" Hu Yun, resentful and terrified, looked up at Ye Tian, instinctively backing away, supporting her father Hu Zhengjian.

If possible, Hu Yun wished to have Ye Tian dismembered, imprison his soul and torment it for a billion years.

But she’s powerless.

Even her father isn’t a match for Ye Tian’s single move, how could she be?

"Apologize to my brother first, then return his tiger bone and bloodline, and I can give you a swift death," Ye Tian confidently strode towards Hu Yun and Hu Zhengjian.

The entire scene fell silent.

Silent.

Watching as Ye Tian was about to reach Hu Yun and Hu Zhengjian.

At this moment.

A youth’s figure appeared, also dressed in red formal attire!

It was the groom Zhou Cunyuan.

Zhou Cunyuan blocked Hu Yun and Hu Zhengjian.

"Isn’t this a bit much?" Zhou Cunyuan’s emotions hadn’t fluctuated much, still appearing cold, quiet, superior, but upon closer inspection, his gaze was quite cold.

A perfectly good wedding.

Was destroyed.

One can imagine his mood.