94: Chapter 94 How dare a mere saint be so insolent before my master?

The bead flew out, instantly expanding in size as if it were a blazing sun, erupting with heaven-destroying and earth-shattering power.

As it flew forward, it pressed down with such force that the Void Realm collapsed inch by inch, and the blazing flames scorched out a gigantic abyss in the Void Realm.

That abyss continued to extend, as if it wanted to devour the heavens and the earth.

The mountain-sized bead instantly appeared within a zhang of Xie Wushang's body.

Wisps of flames transformed into hundred-meter-long fire dragons, lunging toward Xie Wushang.

Intent on devouring him.

"Overestimating your own capabilities." Xie Wushang wore a calm expression, allowing the 'Blazing Flame Bead' to fly over as he only slowly extended his palm.

In an instant, ripples spread across his palm, within which the Law of Taiyin manifested, revealing an Ice and Snow Kingdom.

Inside the palm's Ice and Snow Kingdom, heavy snow flew, and an aura of extreme cold swept out from Xie Wushang's palm like a torrent.

As this cold air swept out, ripples stirred in the Void Realm, as if Dao Laws were overflowing.

The color of the heavens and earth changed instantly.

The universe shifted.

Afterwards, Wang Qiming saw that the heavens and earth ahead suddenly changed color.

Before his eyes, heavy snow drifted, towering icebergs stood tall, and cold winds howled. As they swept across his face, he felt his blood freezing.

His consciousness gradually became sluggish.

Afterwards, his Primordial Spirit and Law were both frozen.

Even his pair of eyes became frosted over.

Vaguely, he saw that the flames upon the 'Blazing Flame Bead' he had unleashed were extinguished by the cold wind.

That continuously expanding 'Blazing Flame Bead', which had grown to a size of a thousand zhang, was frozen in ice before it even had time to explode.

The Law within it stopped operating.

This surprise attack of his, before the man in front of him, was like a child wielding a stick—utterly laughable.

"Such... terrifying Divine Ability!" Wang Qiming's eyes widened to their limits, struggling to clearly see Xie Wushang ahead.

However, the moment his words fell and a cold wind swept past, his consciousness turned sluggish, and his entire body transformed into an ice sculpture frozen in mid-air.

Beside him, Wang Peng was also directly frozen in ice.

"Freezing a Saint with a flick of his hand?" The two Jiang Clan quasi-Saints sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Collapse of the Snowy Domain." Xie Wushang's gaze condensed as his extended palm pointed toward the frozen 'Blazing Flame Bead' ahead.

Rumble!

The bead directly shattered into ice crystals.

"Even a Saint King-grade forbidden artifact is vulnerable; is this the strength of a Great Saint!" Jiang Xun wore a look of awe.

Just now, when that 'Blazing Flame Bead' struck, the raging flames burned the Void Realm into distortion, making even a Saint like him feel palpitations.

It felt as if he were plunged into a sea of fire, and his Primordial Spirit showed signs of being burned to annihilation.

Yet before his own Young Lord, it was frozen in the span of a finger-flick.

The gap between the two sides was crystal clear.

"Great Saint! The Young Lord has truly stepped into the Great Saint Realm!" Jiang Mo took a deep breath.

Although Jiang Mo had long sensed the aura of a Great Saint on Xie Wushang.

Yet for his Young Lord to step from the Eighth Realm into the Eleventh Realm in such a short period of time, he still felt as if it were a dream or illusion.

It was utterly unbelievable.

Now that the Young Lord had made a move and shattered the Saint King-grade forbidden bead with a wave of his hand, he had no choice but to believe this fact.

Some people were truly peerless prodigies who could not be viewed with ordinary eyes.

Xie Wushang strode forward, arriving before Wang Qiming.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed his finger toward Wang Qiming.

The ice on Wang Qiming's head melted, his consciousness gradually recovered, and his pupils began to be able to move.

"You... you!" Seeing Xie Wushang walk up to him, Wang Qiming wore a look of panic, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

"Little fellow, a mere Ninth Realm, yet you dare to act presumptuously before my Master." The Holy Spirit Bird looked proudly at Wang Qiming.

Xie Wushang looked at Wang Qiming with an indifferent gaze, showing not much emotional fluctuation. The vertical eye Dao marks between his brows bloomed.

"Soul-Capturing Eye..." Xie Wushang whispered. That vertical eye opened and closed, within which Dao Law patterns shifted and transformed.

The Eye of Illusion transformed into the Soul-Capturing Eye.

In an instant, the 'Soul-Capturing Eye' opened and closed, and Dao Laws seeped into the Void Realm, invading Wang Qiming's Sea of Consciousness.

Wang Qiming's Divine Soul trembled, and he instantly fell unconscious.

Afterwards, as if he had fallen into an illusion, the events of his entire life flashed past like flowers viewed from a galloping horse, presenting themselves beneath Xie Wushang's Divine Sense.

A thousand years in a single instant.

Xie Wushang observed the entirety of Wang Qiming's life.

"Wang Clan... daring to touch my son... you have already brought about your own path to death."

Xie Wushang's Dharma Eye retracted, and his Divine Sense withdrew from Wang Qiming's Sea of Consciousness.

At this time, his gaze was cold and sharp like a blade, looking coldly at Wang Qiming as his large hand moved and reached out.

Within that palm, lightning flashed and struck over.

"No... my Wang Clan has two Great Emperors, you cannot touch me!" Seeing this, Wang Qiming cried out, his face filled with panic.

"What of two Great Emperors? Even if a Great Emperor descends in person, daring to touch my son will still result in bleeding!" Xie Wushang's tone was icy cold.

As he spoke, lightning flickered and struck down.

Wang Qiming was directly struck into ashes, and even the nearby Wang Peng had his form and soul completely destroyed.

"The Wang Clan's Saint... was executed just like that?"

"The Wang Clan has a Great Emperor holding down the fort, after all!"

The two Jiang Clan quasi-Saints looked at each other in dismay.

"The Young Lord is so fierce!" Jiang Xun was stunned in place.

Executing a Saint of an Imperial Clan.

This was something that would stir up an Immortal War!

Yet the Divine Son before them showed almost not a shred of hesitation, saying he would execute them and doing so right away.

"It should be done this way. The Wang Clan harbors ambitions of wolves, it's time to show them some color." Jiang Mo wore an excited expression.

The blood within his body was boiling.

Back then, when Jiang Tianxing was bullied, he had already wanted to vent his anger.

If not for the backing of the Wang Imperial Clan, how would that Wang Zhiyin dare to act in such a manner?

Who could have thought that they would target Divine Son Wushang next?

If they didn't teach the Wang Clan a lesson, the Jiang Clan would probably no longer be able to dominate Central Prefecture.

There was even the danger of annihilation.

Xie Wushang turned around, locked onto a direction, and a Void Realm passage manifested before him as he stepped directly into it.

Jiang Mo, Jiang Xun, and the others hurriedly followed after him.

...

Abyss of the Fallen Sun.

Jiang Nianyang sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, currently absorbing the essence of the sun.

"Law of the Sun..." His small hands guided as wisps of sun essence Qi were led into his Sea of Consciousness, intending to condense them into the Law.

Now, he had also reached the half-step Saint Realm.

He was merely a step away from a Saint.

Just as he was focusing his mind on condensing the Law, ripples stirred in the air ahead.

Eleven masked men wearing black robes manifested.

Black mist lingered on their black robes, transforming into a domain that concealed their figures.

Making it impossible for anyone to clearly see their aura.

Nine of them were precisely Wang Shouyi, Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang, and seven Wang Clan Black Guards.

The other two were Wang Kun and Wang Yiru, who had been scouting nearby.

"This little fellow was previously injured quite heavily... right now he seems to be healing his injuries." Wang Kun looked at the cross-legged Jiang Nianyang and said.

"Look at his aura... it seems he is preparing to condense the Law... and break through to the Ninth Realm!" Wang Shouyi also looked at Jiang Nianyang.

At this moment, a wisp of Dao charm of the Law of the Sun gathered around Jiang Nianyang.

It was clearly the sign of condensing the Law.

"At only seven years old, he is about to step into the Ninth Realm. If he is allowed to continue growing and steps into the Emperor Realm, it is not an empty phrase."

A Black Guard said with a gloomy face.

"This child cannot be kept!" The other Black Guards nodded, then all looked toward Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang.

"It seems this child must be killed." Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's eyes revealed a sinister look.

Executing the Divine Son of Jiang would boundlessly stir up a huge uproar.

In the future, if a Great Emperor were to settle accounts, his life and death would be unpredictable.

Yet right now, he had no choice but to make this decision.

This was what the Black Guards were.

Specially doing things for the Wang Clan that ordinary people could not do.

"Grand Commander... this child likely possesses a Quasi-Emperor Weapon." Wang Kun said.

Because he had never seen an Emperor Weapon make a move, he did not know what Rank the tianyang treasure mirror in Jiang Nianyang's hand was.

Furthermore, the tianyang treasure mirror was flawed, and indeed slightly inferior to an Emperor Weapon.

"No matter, you all guard the flanks while this seat attacks with full force, striving to slaughter him in one go." Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang said.

"Understood!"