62: Chapter 62 Who dares to bully your grandson?

"Could he... possibly possess a Quasi-Emperor Weapon?!"

Yu Liuyan stared widely at Xie Wushang with a sudden realization, "That's right. Since he already has a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, he probably looks down on Great Saint Weapons anyway. Hehe, perfect. Later, this old man will buy it from him. Haha, this truly is an Opportunity descending from the heavens!"

Yu Liuyan stroked his long beard, beaming with joy.

You must know that usually, people couldn't even snatch a Great Saint Weapon if they tried, let alone buy one.

"I wonder how much Divine Son Wushang will price it at?"

"Forget it. Even if it exhausts my entire net worth, this old man must buy this Great Saint Weapon."

Yu Liuyan stepped forward, preparing to go and purchase this Great Saint Weapon from Xie Wushang.

Whoosh!

Right at this moment, a torrent of violent flames swept over.

"You scoundrel, how dare you hurt my grandson!" A domineering and furious voice suddenly resounded.

"What is this?" Yu Liuyan wore a look of astonishment and turned back to look.

As he turned back, he saw an old man wearing a fire-red robe and a jade crown rushing over like a blazing sun.

This old man was precisely Jiang Daoran.

Clenching both hands into fists, carrying an Aura that could shatter stars, he punched towards Yu Liuyan. Before the fist even arrived, the flames erupting from his fist had already whipped up thousand-meter-high fire waves in the air, creating a vacuum trench even in the fire pool below.

"So strong! A half-step Great Saint!" Yu Liuyan's heart was filled with terror. He wanted to dodge, but the incoming person was simply too fast.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared within ten feet in front of him. He simply had no time to dodge, and countless Dragon scales immediately manifested around his body.

Clang, clang!

The Dragon scales fluttered and transformed into a Dragon Scale Shield blocking in front of Yu Liuyan.

The very moment this Dragon Scale Shield formed, that gigantic fist had already smashed over.

Boom!

The fist was like the sun, directly shattering the Dragon Scale Shield, and the giant fist landed solidly upon Yu Liuyan's body.

Yu Liuyan only felt his tendons and bones fracture, his internal organs beginning to shift, and his face twisted in agony.

"It's the Saint Lord!" Yu Liuyan's eyes bulged wide as he stared at Jiang Daoran, who was throwing punches at him, wanting to cry without tears.

The flames swept past, and Yu Liuyan, like a cannonball, was fiercely blasted into the Restriction light barrier of the second row ahead.

That light barrier shattered.

He appeared in the first region, crashing down into the sea of fire.

As soon as Yu Liuyan landed in the sea of fire, he saw a figure flash before his eyes.

It was Jiang Daoran who flew over, scooped him out of the fire pool, threw him into the air, and then waved his fists for a wild beating.

Boom, boom!

Fist after fist, resembling suns, slammed into Yu Liuyan's body, beating him until he coughed up blood continuously.

"What is happening?"

"That's Lord Saint Lord! Why is he wildly beating the Fire Dragon Fish clan's Old Ancestor?"

Within the fire pool, the Geniuses of the Jiang Clan were all frozen in place.

"Great-grandfather?" Jiang Ruoxi looked forward and was also stunned.

Why did her great-grandfather start beating a fish without a word?

"This old man is actually this fierce?" Xie Wushang put away the Golden Crow Blazing Flame Disk, looked ahead, and wore a look of astonishment.

He didn't even know how this old Fire Dragon Fish had offended his grandfather.

"Old Ancestor..." That eighth-realm minor demon of the Fire Dragon Fish clan wore a bitter expression as it looked at the Old Ancestor being savagely beaten ahead.

Its heart was filled with terror.

This was an Old Ancestor at the half-step Saint King realm!

Yet in the hands of the current Saint Lord, he was utterly vulnerable.

After beating him more than a hundred times, Jiang Daoran finally picked up the Fire Dragon Fish clan's Old Ancestor.

"Let you old fellow bully my grandson!" Jiang Daoran glared with blowing beard and staring eyes at the battered and bruised old Fire Dragon Fish.

"Lord Saint Lord... This old man, this old man did not bully your grandson!" The old Fire Dragon Fish was on the verge of tears as he wailed.

"You didn't bully him?" Jiang Daoran turned back and glanced at Xie Wushang not far behind.

He saw Xie Wushang standing proudly atop the fire pool, completely unscathed, indeed not looking like someone who had been bullied.

"I really didn't bully your grandson! Just now, I even wanted to protect him!" Yu Liuyan wailed with a grievance-filled expression.

Jiang Daoran looked towards Jiang Zhao and Jiang Lie ahead.

The reason he arrived in time was precisely because he had received transmissions from the two of them.

"Could I have made a mistake?"

But looking at them now, Jiang Zhao and Jiang Lie wore expressions full of awkwardness.

Clearly, it seemed a blunder had occurred?

Jiang Daoran frowned, then grabbing the old Fire Dragon Fish, his figure flashed and transformed into a rainbow light, appearing beside Xie Wushang.

"Wushang, are you injured?" Jiang Daoran threw the old Fire Dragon Fish in front of him.

"I'm fine," Xie Wushang said indifferently.

"Fine?" Jiang Daoran glanced at Xie Wushang, Jiang Ruoxi, and Jiang Nianyang.

Sweeping his Divine Sense, he confirmed that all three were safe and sound, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But he found it even stranger.

Just moments ago, he had clearly sensed powerful Aura fluctuations.

The old Fire Dragon Fish nearby covered its face with an awkward expression, stealing a glance at Xie Wushang while muttering inwardly, "Your grandson crippled someone else, and you're asking if he's injured? Who could possibly injure him?" It then silently looked over at Jiang Sheng, who was still shaken in the air nearby.

At this moment, Jiang Sheng was holding Jiang Kui, half-kneeling in the air.

His face was full of sorrow, and his eyes were filled with terror.

A dignified half-step Saint King had been crippled with a wave of a hand.

Afterwards, his own Young Lord activated a trace of true spirit gestated within the Great Saint Weapon, yet was still instantly killed.

A sense of powerlessness welled up from his heart.

Ever since stepping into the Saint realm, this was the first time he had felt such terror and helplessness, feeling almost like a humble Mortal.

Whoosh!

Right at this moment, ripples spread, and Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang flew over, casting his gaze upon everyone in the arena.

"What has happened?" Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang's gaze flashed as he looked at Jiang Sheng and the unconscious Jiang Kui.

Just then, within the fire pool of the second region ahead, Jiang Xuyang surfaced from the pool and hurriedly looked up at the Grand Elder in the air.

"Grand Elder, Grand Elder, you must uphold justice for me!" Jiang Xuyang cried out.

"Xuyang." Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang's body turned into a rainbow light, appearing in the second region, and with a wave of his large hand, he pulled Jiang Xuyang to his side.

"Tendons and bones fractured, cultivation realm dropped... How did you suffer such severe injuries?" Jiang Yuyang looked at Jiang Xuyang with a surprised expression.

"It was him... He struck and injured me!" Jiang Xuyang said with a ferocious look in his eyes, pointing at Xie Wushang ahead while gnashing his teeth.

"I am a Saint of the Jiang Clan, yet this person lacks propriety, relying on a restrictive artifact to strip my cultivation and seize my Saint Weapon. I ask the Grand Elder to uphold justice for me and execute him right here."

"Lacking propriety? Is Jiang Xuyang out of his mind?" Hearing this, the Jiang Clan Cultivators in the rear mocked him one by one.

"The Second Saint has been in closed-door seclusion here for three months... He doesn't know that our Jiang Clan has newly appointed a Divine Son, which is why he is being so arrogant."

Someone said.

"No wonder." Everyone nodded.

As the current Second Saint, Jiang Xuyang's status was second only to the First Saint, so naturally, he didn't hold anyone else in his eyes.

"Oh, you want to execute me right here?" Xie Wushang's gaze narrowed as he took large strides forward, looking at Jiang Xuyang ahead.

"Grand Elder, he said he wants to execute me right here!" Xie Wushang spanned a hundred zhang in a single step, appearing before the Grand Elder in three steps.

He spoke with a chillingly cold tone.

That gaze was as sharp as a blade, with countless malevolent gods seemingly surfacing in his eyes, causing Jiang Xuyang opposite him to shiver.

"Grand Elder, look, he still dares to act fiercely right to your face," Jiang Xuyang said.

"Shut the hell up!" Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang let out a cold snort and slapped Jiang Xuyang across the face.

Jiang Xuyang was struck so hard that his body spun in place, seeing stars of golden light.

"Why?!" Jiang Xuyang covered his face, looking at Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang with a face full of incomprehension and grievance.