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Chapter 557 557: 556
A double entendre!
He was referring to Ye Feng, but even more so to Qin Heng!
"Heh," Qin Heng chuckled softly. Glancing indifferently at the bloody palm in Zichen's hand, he added with a slight smile, "So you remained hidden all this time just to wait for this opportunity. Prince Zichen of Shang, you were afraid."
"This King has never fought a battle he is not certain of winning," Zichen replied nonchalantly, his gaze on Qin Heng filled with admiration. He smiled, "You are very powerful and must be handled with caution. I have to admit, possessing strength comparable to a Heavenly Ranking Semi-Saint at the peak of the Innate Realm is truly unbelievable. No wonder you dared to invade Yu State. You are indeed an unrivaled genius. Unfortunately, you are destined to die by my hand."
"Give it back! Give me back my hand!!" Suddenly, Ye Feng's screams echoed. He was on the ground, shrieking desperately, his eyes, nearly bulging from their sockets, were bloodshot and filled with rage as he yelled, "Give my hand back! Give it back to me! It holds the secret spells bestowed upon me by a Tianshi Sect Semi-Saint! You have no right to take it! How dare you! Give it back, or the Tianshi Sect won't let you off!!"
The three Saint-grade secret spells on his right hand were the source of Ye Feng's pride—all his confidence, all his arrogance, indeed, everything he believed he possessed!
All because of those three secret spells!
Without them, his life would become utterly bleak, devoid of any hope!
Therefore, Ye Feng screamed with all his might!
Desperately trying to make Zichen return those three secret spells!
"Return them? Tianshi Sect?" Zichen chuckled softly. He stood in the air, hands clasped behind his back, looking down indifferently at Ye Feng, and snorted, "Three thousand years ago, when my Da Shang was at its zenith, even the Saint King of the Tianshi Sect had to bow in submission to my Shang Clan! You, a junior who appeared from who knows where, dare to threaten me? Do you think that just because the main lineage of my Shang Clan has departed, and we seem to be without formidable members, your Tianshi Sect can bully us at will?"
BOOM!
Zichen's voice resonated with rolling thunder, seeming to crack open the sky. Layers of shimmering clouds quivered, as if bowing in submission, even in worship!
An overwhelmingly terrifying aura swept across heaven and earth, making everyone present feel an unprecedented pressure. Breathing became difficult; some even clutched their chests, gasping for air.
Too powerful!
Truly too powerful!
This was the power of a Heavenly Ranking Semi-Saint—simply, unimaginably strong!
Whether they were Innate cultivators, or Semi-Saints like Du Zhong and Huang Song, all of them looked up at Zichen in the sky with disbelief. At that moment, they felt as if they were witnessing a Dominator of all creation, a King who could dictate the laws of the world with a single word!
The Supreme King!!!
"Aaahhh!!" Ye Feng screamed in agony. Under this terrifying, oppressive aura, he couldn't even lift his head; he was pressed down with such force that he was driven to his knees, sinking into the earth!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The ground fractured inch by inch; fissures spread outwards from where Ye Feng knelt, crisscrossing like a spiderweb!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Under this extreme pressure, Ye Feng continued to sink. His hands pressed against the ground, trying to stop himself from sinking further, but it was completely in vain!
Zichen... He was simply too strong!
BOOM!
The ground within a two-hundred-meter radius of Ye Feng suddenly sank three to four meters. The land quaked violently, sending all Martial Artists below the Innate Realm sprawling!
Astonishing!
Utterly astonishing!
Everyone present was shocked, staring dumbfounded at the enormous pit that had suddenly appeared, almost doubting if they were hallucinating. This was too terrifying!
To unleash such terrifying might merely by speaking, and from such a distance, was simply unbelievable!
Is this the might of a Heavenly Ranking Semi-Saint!?
"No! No! You can't kill me!!"
Under Zichen's immense pressure, Ye Feng screamed in utter horror. He could feel the True Qi within him resonating with those thunderous booms, being agitated and drawn out, as if it might explode at any moment!
His internal organs, limbs, bones, and joints twisted and shattered. Bizarre energies rampaged through his skull, contorting his features. His entire body seemed to be crushed and kneaded together by some terrifying force!
CRACK!
The constant sound of breaking bones echoed. Before the incredulous gazes of everyone present, Ye Feng looked as if he were being squeezed by two invisible, gigantic hands, his body directly crushed into a ball!
Then!
BOOM!
His True Qi detonated, exploding in mid-air. Flesh and blood scattered; he was obliterated, leaving only ash and smoke!
A true disciple of the Tianshi Sect! Bestowed with Saint Realm secret spells! Dead, just like that!?
The surrounding spectators were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at Zichen in the sky. They felt as if, for the first time, they understood what a true expert, a real powerhouse, truly was!
Without a doubt!
Zichen, the King of Shang, was indeed a true powerhouse.
"The bothersome ant has been swept aside." Zichen stood high above, hands clasped behind his back. Killing a true disciple of the Tianshi Sect didn't change his expression in the slightest, as if he had merely crushed an ant.
"Qin Xuantian, come and battle me! Let this King see just how capable you are, daring to claim you will annihilate the clans of my Yu State. Do you not know that this Yu State is the country of my Shang! It is this King's country!"
"Shang's country? Zichen, a lofty Semi-Saint, yet you live in a dream?" Qin Heng scoffed coldly, saying, "The Shang Dynasty was annihilated three thousand years ago, destroyed by the Zhou Dynasty. Even its main lineage has departed this world. Now, you are but one man from one clan. How can you call yourself a king? Yet you still delude yourself that Yu State is your Shang Clan's country. How laughable! How absurd! Furthermore, if you truly regard yourself as a king, then during your six hundred years of life, when the Manchus invaded, slaughtering the people of the Central Plains, where were you? When Yu State was being trampled, where were you?"
"When the Manchus invaded, Nurhaci himself led his army here. He offered tens of millions of taels of gold and acknowledged this King as his adoptive father!" Zichen looked towards the sky and said, "As for those ant-like mortals, if they die, they die. What concern is it of this King?"
"To think he's an old fool who would take a traitor for a son!" Qin Heng was so angry he almost laughed, not expecting Zichen to be so shameless as to actually take pride in it. He sneered, "I originally considered you, a descendant of Yin Shang, a formidable figure in this world. To think you would commit such an act, dishonoring your ancestors! King Tang would be ashamed of you!"
The culture of the Yin Shang Dynasty is undoubtedly one of the wellsprings of modern Chinese culture. Yet Zichen, as the head of the Shang Clan and a descendant of Yin Shang, ignored the suffering of the people in the Central Plains. He cared only for his own wealth and status, even stooping to take a traitor for a son!
This was shameless in the extreme!
"This King has lived in this world for six hundred years. You are but a youth; what do you understand?" Zichen snorted coldly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he said, "Qin Xuantian, your aptitude and strength are actually quite commendable! If not for your declaration to annihilate the clans of my Yu State, which set us on this path of a life-and-death struggle, I would have genuinely considered taking you as my son. I would have offered you the chance to take the surname Shang, or even the surname Zi!
Now, I will give you one more chance. Kneel before me, call me 'Father,' change your surname to Shang, and I will spare your life!"
You say I take a traitor for a son? Then I'll make you call me father!
With those words!
The entire scene fell into dead silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone present was shocked!
Their eyes bulged, and they stood motionless like wooden or clay statues, completely frozen!
Heavens!
The King of Shang, Zichen, wants to adopt Qin Xuantian as his son!?