352: Chapter 352 Prince Rong

"Boom!!"

The giant scarlet flame claw struck the spot where Ye Tian had originally stood, gouging a charred crater several zhang deep into the solid ground! A terrifying heatwave swept out in a ring!

Although Ye Tian dodged in advance and used the black tortoise spirit armor shield to block most of the blast's impact, he was still shaken by that majestic power, causing his blood and Qi to churn. Unsteady, he skidded back over ten zhang before barely coming to a stop.

The light on the black tortoise spirit armor shield flickered rapidly, transmitting bursts of obscure sensations; it had clearly endured a massive impact.

But he had ultimately avoided that fatal blow, only being injured by the aftershocks. His aura was slightly disordered, but he hadn't suffered a heavy blow.

"Hmm? The little beast has such fast movement techniques! And this Spiritual Artifact—it actually managed to block one of my claws?!" A hint of surprise flashed in Nangong Lie's eyes, followed by an even thicker killing intent. "Let's see how many more times you can dodge!"

With a movement of his body, he was about to pounce again.

"Nangong Lie! Do you really think our Liuli Xuan Sect is empty?!" Elder Qinglan and Elder Xing Tiexin roared, their true yuan surging as they prepared to intercept.

"If you dare to strike again, it will mean total war with my Liuli Xuan Sect!"

"War? Do you think I'm afraid of you!" Nangong Lie grinned savagely, his red hair flying. He was prepared to disregard everything and kill Ye Tian first.

The square was in chaos. It looked like a battle between Sea Transformation Realm Elders was about to break out, which would affect countless people.

"Enough."

Just then, a voice containing supreme majesty suddenly rang out over the square.

Accompanying the voice, a vast and terrifying pressure, like the heavens collapsing, slowly descended! In an instant, it enveloped the entire Huangji Square.

Under this pressure, even someone as powerful and enraged as Nangong Lie felt his breath hitch.

Qinglan and Xing Tiexin also felt pressure like a mountain and restrained their auras.

Those Cultivators with lower cultivation felt their Soul tremble, instinctively wanting to kneel and prostrate themselves.

Everyone looked up in shock toward the Main Platform, the highest viewing platform to the north of the square.

On the Main Platform, at some unknown point, a figure had appeared.

The person wore bright yellow casual clothes, with a lean face and a three-pointed beard. He looked to be about forty or fifty years old, standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping across the square.

He stood there yet seemed to be the center of the entire world. His aura was unfathomable, far exceeding the Sea Transformation Realm!

"It's... it's Prince Rong!" someone cried out in shock, their voice filled with awe.

Prince Rong, the younger brother of the current Great Xuan Emperor and a Yuan Dan Realm expert, resided in the Imperial Capital year-round. He oversaw the royal family's punishments and some matters of the Imperial Guard, possessing overwhelming power and deep majesty.

His personal appearance made the implications self-evident.

Prince Rong's gaze lingered on Ye Tian for a moment, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. He seemed quite interested in him before shifting his gaze to the flushed Nangong Lie.

"Huangji Square is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the site of the Supreme Ranking's grand event," Prince Rong spoke slowly. "How can you be allowed to clamor wantonly and resort to violence here?

Nangong Lie, as an Elder of the Nangong Family, you do not respect yourself. You bully the young and seek to break the rules. What is your crime?"

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Nangong Lie's forehead, and his previous rage and madness quickly receded.

Before a figure of Prince Rong's level, Nangong Lie—and even the entire Nangong Family—had to bow their heads.

"Prince... Prince, please forgive me!"

Nangong Lie hurriedly bowed, his voice dry, his previous arrogance completely gone. "This old man... this old man was just acting out of urgency, caring for my grandson. I absolutely did not intend to offend the Heavenly Majesty or break the rules of the Grand Competition!

I beg the Prince to see clearly!"

"Urgency?" Prince Rong said indifferently. "Your grandson competed with others in the Secret Realm. His skills were inferior, and he was seriously injured because his training was insufficient and his Opportunity was lacking.

As an Elder, instead of thinking about teaching him, you vented your anger on others and attempted to seek revenge in full view of the public. Where do you place the royal majesty? Where do you place the rules of the Grand Competition?"

Nangong Lie was drenched in sweat, his waist bending even lower, not daring to argue.

Prince Rong stopped looking at him and turned his gaze to Ye Tian, his tone softening slightly: "You are Ye Tian of the Liuli Xuan Sect?

To be able to make a Breakthrough in the midst of battle within the Secret Realm, suppress your peers, and obtain the Legacy—you are indeed a talent.

The Grand Competition points will be calculated and announced by dedicated personnel. For now, return to your Sect's residence to rest and wait for the good news. As for other matters..."

His gaze swept over Nangong Lie and the other factions with various motives in the square once more, his voice turning cold: "All grudges must be settled according to the rules.

If anyone else dares to use force or stir up trouble at the foot of the Imperial City during the period of the Supreme Ranking, do not blame this Prince for showing no mercy and treating it as disrupting the National Ceremony and disregarding the Heavenly Majesty!"

When the eight words "disrupting the National Ceremony and disregarding the Heavenly Majesty" were spoken, the temperature of the entire square plummeted.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada in winter, not even daring to breathe. Nangong Lie's body trembled, and he lowered his head even further.

"We shall obey the Prince's decree!" Elder Qinglan hurriedly led the people of the Liuli Xuan Sect in a bow.

Ye Tian also bowed slightly: "Thank you, Prince, for upholding justice."

Prince Rong said no more. His figure slowly faded and finally disappeared from the Main Platform. However, the lingering power of that vast pressure still weighed on everyone's hearts.

The Yuan Dan Realm was too terrifying.

Nangong Lie straightened up, his face turning various shades of blue and white. He gave Ye Tian a fierce glare, but ultimately did not dare to lash out again. He could only grit his teeth and wave his hand: "Let's go!"

Carrying the unconscious Nangong Chi brothers and the rest of the Nangong Family, they left in disgrace.

Although the matter was temporarily suppressed by the royal family's pressure, everyone knew that the Gong Family would never let it go. The Beiming Family's attitude was ambiguous, and other factions were watching like tigers...

Ye Tian withdrew his gaze and suppressed the slightly disordered blood and Qi in his body.

Although he had avoided the fatal blow just now, the aftershocks of a Sea-Transformation Realm Level 3 Peak's enraged strike were still unpleasant.

He looked at Elder Qinglan: "Elder, let's go back."

"Alright, let's go back!" Elder Qinglan nodded, the worry on her face deepening.

She looked at the onlookers with their various expressions and said in a low voice: "Let's return to the residence first and regroup with the other True Disciples. It seems Yu Miaoqing and the others also had gains, but I'm afraid they've encountered trouble as well..."

The group didn't stay any longer and quickly left Huangji Square, heading toward the Liuli Xuan Sect's residence in the Imperial Capital.

Ye Tian knew in his heart that today's matter would definitely not end peacefully.

But no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would overcome them one by one.

"No one shall stop me on my path of martial arts!"

Three days later, at the Liuli Xuan Sect's Imperial Capital residence, Cuiwei Island, Tinglei Pavilion.

On the viewing platform, the sea of clouds churned. Ye Tian sat cross-legged, his surrounding aura deep and steady.

Three days had passed since the incident at Huangji Square. He hadn't left his room, putting all his effort into consolidating his Sea Transformation Realm cultivation and comprehending the first volume of the Chaos Thunder Emperor Sword Scripture, and his progress was astonishing.

Inside his Dantian, the Chaos Thunder Qi Sea was stable and vast, its true yuan quality and quantity far exceeding those of the same Rank.

His initial comprehension of the Jade Slip allowed his control over power to step into a completely new Realm.

The outside world only knew him as a "newly advanced Huahai Realm," but they didn't know the essence of his true yuan or the height of his Legacy.

This was currently his greatest trump card.