667: Chapter 667 The Heavenly Ruler, the Ceremony Begins

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior. I will be careful!" Hun Tiandi stood up and spoke calmly before also departing from Princess Nian Youyou's manor!

The night was as clear as water, and a silver-white gossamer poured down from the Nine Heavens, resembling a dreamlike starlight.

Clusters of palace buildings, magnificent and grand, exuded an ancient aura. They were brightly lit, with countless people still busy, filling the air with a festive atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow is the Coming-of-Age Ceremony for the younger generation of the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty?" Liu Ling asked with a solemn expression.

"Testing the Bloodlines of the younger generation is fundamental to ensuring the longevity of a clan or power among ancient forces!"

"Your Majesty, I fear it will not be peaceful then; someone will surely stir up trouble!"

Liu Ling was gathering information, which was the most important task at hand.

"No matter. They are just a bunch of clowns hiding in the shadows. If they dare to reach out, I don't mind cutting them down!"

Hun Tiandi said coldly, a trace of bloodlust appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Ling nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Go and rest first!"

"Yes!" Liu Ling turned and left, leaving Hun Tiandi alone.

In the Gantian Side Hall, Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back, his deep gaze looking over everything before him as he sighed inwardly.

"Taking Princess Nian Youyou away from the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty is indeed not an easy task!"

At that moment, a ripple of spatial energy appeared before him, and the scenery shifted instantly as if someone had made a move.

It was as if they intended to teleport Hun Tiandi away; by the time he noticed, it was already too late.

His eyes turned cold. With a flip of his hand, the emperor-slaying blade was gripped tightly, and the Fighting Qi within his body surged, ready to strike at any moment.

In an instant, the enemies he might have to face flashed through Hun Tiandi's mind.

Cang Chengjun? Gu Ci? The Heavenly Mansion Alliance?

The spatial energy dissipated. The moment Hun Tiandi landed, he saw an old man with gray-white hair standing before him, looking at him with a beaming smile.

Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Method, Sixth Tier!

Thunder Emperor Art! Myriad Layer Slash!

Instantly, a berserk power flooded his limbs and bones. The blade in his hand turned, and he swung out a Myriad Layer Slash with a boom, showing no mercy whatsoever.

A thousand-foot-long lightning blade-glow slashed out, illuminating the brilliant night sky.

With an extremely domineering strike, the mountain peak in front was severed as the attack slashed toward the old man.

"Eh... young people really have such short tempers..."

The old man clearly hadn't expected Hun Tiandi to strike first. He spoke helplessly, lightly making a stroke in front of him with one hand, treating space like thin paper.

A thousand-foot-long spatial rift tore open. With a wave of his palm, the thousand-foot blade-glow was drawn into the rift and disappeared.

Buzz!

Just as the first slash was dealt with, before the old man could recover his senses, the second slash followed closely behind.

"Kid, you're still coming? This old man has no ill intent!"

The gray-haired old man cursed as he spoke. His hands shook, and he forcefully crushed the second blade-glow with a boom.

A majestic, immense force like a tide shook the old man, forcing him back three steps.

Each step left a massive, deep footprint on the ground, as he transferred the force of the impact into the high mountain beneath his feet.

Rumble!

The high mountain seemed unable to bear the immense force; it shook incessantly as countless cracks spread out toward the distance. Rocks tumbled, and dust billowed.

"What domineering blade force!"

The old man held his arms behind his back, which were trembling slightly with muscle spasms. His eyes, bright as stars, looked deeply at Hun Tiandi.

With the strength of a mere Eight-Star Dou Zong, he could actually erupt with such terrifying power.

Judging the whole from a single part, how terrifying was this boy's cultivation talent?

If only he were a student of Jia Nan Academy. Back then, Jia Nan Academy produced a Flame Emperor Xiao Yan; if it could produce another Dou Di powerhouse, then the Jia Nan Academy he founded would surely become famous across the Fighting Qi Continent once more.

It would push the academy to an even higher level.

As the Principal of Jia Nan Academy, he had to consider the future of the academy.

"Who are you?" Hun Tiandi's gaze was like a blade, speaking with extreme coldness.

His voice echoed through the night sky; otherwise, that third slash would have been unleashed.

"This old man is Mang Tianchi, from the Lei Clan!" The gray-haired old man introduced himself helplessly.

"Lei Clan?" Hun Tiandi said softly. He then restrained his killing intent, sheathing his blade behind his back while the Fighting Qi within his body continued to circulate.

If this old man named Mang Tianchi dared to have any bad intentions, he wouldn't mind unleashing a slash that would leave him with an indelible impression.

"You are the Lord of the Da Zheng Imperial Dynasty, Hun Tiandi!"

Mang Tianchi revealed a mysterious smile, two brilliant streaks of lightning swirling in the depths of his eyes as if he wanted to see through Hun Tiandi.

"Mang Tianchi?" Hun Tiandi nodded slightly.

"I wonder if you have any interest in joining Jia Nan Academy?" Mang Tianchi's beard twitched a few times before he looked at Hun Tiandi with a grin.

"Jia Nan Academy? Can you make the call?" Hun Tiandi sneered.

"Hahaha, this old man is the Principal of Jia Nan Academy; of course I can make the call!" Mang Tianchi said proudly, as if admitting a student was something he could do with ease.

"Senior, making such a grand gesture to invite me here isn't as simple as just inviting me to join Jia Nan Academy, is it?"

Hun Tiandi got straight to the point. With old fellows like this, if he beat around the bush, who knew how long it would take to finish.

"Very well. Since you are so decisive, this old man won't hide it either. I want the Ninth-Grade Treasure Pill in your hand!"

The smile slowly vanished from Mang Tianchi's aged face.

He asked for the evil infant life-extending pill right away—a truly lion-sized demand.

"Oh?" Hun Tiandi's eyes flickered with doubt. Although Mang Tianchi was old, his body was full of vitality; he didn't look like someone whose Lifespan was near its end!

Mang Tianchi seemed to see through Hun Tiandi's doubt and spoke: "It is not that I need it, but rather a Grand Elder of my Lei Clan. While in seclusion trying to break through to a higher level, he failed and was seriously injured, suffering a great loss to his Lifespan."

"You can state whatever conditions you have."

"Oh? Since the Lei Clan needs it, then it certainly cannot be given away. If you want the treasure pill, you must bring something to exchange for it!"

Hun Tiandi revealed a wicked smile, put away his long blade, and spoke calmly.

"Our Lei Clan's Saintess, Young Miss Xuanji, has already been pursued and won over by you. What else do you need?" Mang Tianchi said with a trace of anger.

Lei Xuanji was the Prodigy with the highest concentration of Dou Di Bloodline in the Lei Clan for ten thousand years, yet she had been snatched away by Hun Tiandi just like that.

And he still wasn't satisfied.

"It is your Lei Clan that needs the treasure pill, so show some sincerity! I will wait for your good news..."

Hun Tiandi spoke indifferently, his figure flickering as he flew toward Gantian City.

"Sigh, little fox!" Mang Tianchi sighed helplessly. This boy was not old, but his mind was deep and his shrewdness was profound.

He had originally wanted to use Lei Xuanji's name to see if he could get the pill handed over, but it seemed Clan Chief Lei Dong had miscalculated.

He also didn't dare to push too hard, fearing it would be counterproductive.

Mang Tianchi vanished into thin air.

Gantian Side Hall!

Liu Ling was pacing anxiously. The Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty's ceremony was about to begin, but His Majesty had not yet returned; how could he not be anxious?

In the middle of the night, he had also sensed a ripple of spatial energy, but when he went to investigate, there was no change at all.

The only thing was that Hun Tiandi had disappeared.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, with a flash, Hun Tiandi appeared, landing in the hall and seeing the anxious Liu Ling.

"Your Majesty, the ceremony is about to begin!"

"Let's go!" Hun Tiandi nodded slightly and walked toward the square.

It was already a sea of people. The Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty had invited all the big figures with status. With his keen Soul power, he could sense many terrifying auras in the shadows.

However, he also saw some familiar figures: Huo Zhi of the Yan Clan, Xuan Kongzi of the Pill Tower, Lei Dong of the Lei Clan, powerhouses of the Gu Clan...

On the square of the Coming-of-Age Ceremony, there were many people from the younger generation of the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty. With a slight sensing, their strength was not weak.

"Quite a few formidable rivals..."

A trace of coldness flashed through Hun Tiandi's eyes. In a competition among the younger generation, he was not the least bit afraid.

He would just have a look at the standard of the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty's younger generation!

"Your Majesty, after the Coming-of-Age Ceremony ends, I fear the Martial Trial will begin!" Liu Ling said solemnly. Meanwhile, Mr. Corpse Soul was guarding the treasure pill at the exhibition and had not appeared.

"Mhm!" How could Hun Tiandi not know? He nodded slightly.

Within his sleeves, his fists clenched tightly. The hot blood in his body began to flow, and his Battle Intent began to boil.

"Dong..."

Suddenly, a grand bell toll sounded, spreading out powerfully and filling the entire square.

"The hour has arrived. The ceremony begins..."