524: repression

This is the Great Qian Dynasty, and it is the Dragon Art that only princes and members of the Imperial Family can learn.

Moreover, it must be the eldest son.

In other words, being able to master such a Cultivation Technique almost guarantees the position of Crown Prince.

The First Prince Qiankun, in front of him, is equivalent to the Imperial Dynasty's Crown Prince.

If he were to truly make a move against him,

the entire Imperial Dynasty might very well become enemies with the Wang Family.

Or even a direct conflict might break out.

But how could Wang Dong care about this?

If he truly bullied the weak, or if he had feared the other party's background all along the way, causing him to be constrained in his actions,

he would not have been able to reach this point today.

In other words, it would be detrimental to his Dao Heart.

Wang Dong's expression remained calm and indifferent.

He watched as Qiankun's figure rose higher and higher, gradually reaching his level, yet he made no move.

He even remained expressionless.

Not until Qiankun's ascent stopped did Wang Dong's expression remain indifferent.

"Senior, this King will give you one last chance. As long as you are willing to retreat now, I will disregard all previous disrespect. Otherwise, do not blame this Junior for being rude."

Qiankun's words were extremely firm.

He indeed possessed the demeanor of an emperor.

The golden battle armor on his body erupted with astonishing killing intent.

The golden longsword in his hand almost pierced through the heavens and earth, and that sharp Qi was truly indestructible.

Even when facing Wang Dong, despite his weaker cultivation, he remained so resolute.

However, when Wang Dong heard these words, he chuckled instead.

"Do you know who you are speaking to? Even your father wouldn't dare to speak to me like this."

As his voice fell,

Wang Dong directly slapped him.

Instantly, the heavens and earth changed color.

A single hand covered the sky.

This entire expanse of heaven and earth instantly darkened.

That colossal palm floated above the firmament.

The palm lines within its center were clearly visible.

The power upon it was irresistible, and the power of the Great Dao faintly emerged.

After this palm descended, it was as if everything in the world would be annihilated beneath it.

It was terrifying beyond compare.

At this moment, the First Prince suddenly awoke in his heart.

The person before him seemed to truly not fear the Imperial Dynasty behind him.

But how could this be?

Throughout the entire Canglan Dao Province, the power behind him was absolutely considered top-tier.

There were countless True Immortal Realm powerhouses alone.

Existences at the Peak of the True Immortal Late Stage, like Old Ancestors, were also slumbering within the forests.

According to rumors, there were even existences beyond this Realm.

Yet Wang Dong dared to challenge him at this moment.

He even dared to attack him without any reservations.

Was he insane?

Or was he planning to drag everything behind him to perish with him?

This seemed somewhat unlikely.

Yet, he couldn't explain the other party's irrational behavior.

For a moment, Qiankun was actually stunned.

However, he quickly recovered.

After all, he was the future heir of the entire Imperial Dynasty.

His Heart-Nature was extremely resilient.

Even if some things were illogical and incomprehensible,

he still didn't dwell on them.

After a short period of thought, he regained his composure.

The next moment, the Qi on his body erupted even more vigorously.

Golden Great Dragons, soaring into the sky, fearlessly pierced towards the colossal palm above the firmament.

Rumble, rumble.

The sounds of collision were incessant.

The Great Dao intertwined, and astonishing Laws spread throughout the heavens and earth.

Waves of aftershocks radiated outwards from this place as the center.

True Immortal!

The aftershock fluctuations generated at this moment could easily annihilate all Great Emperors in the Supreme Realm.

It was terrifying, and it completely leveled the entire mountain range.

Rumble, rumble.

The sounds of tremors were incessant.

In just a moment, the former location of the mountain range directly became a colossal depression.

This scene of changing the world was astonishingly powerful.

For a time, the Sixth Prince's eyes widened.

He originally thought that the only difference between him and the First Prince was their foundation.

But now, seeing the other party engage in battle with other powerhouses, he could feel his own weakness even more keenly.

He was utterly fragile.

Perhaps all along the way, the First Prince had only regarded him as an ant by the roadside, merely toying with him.

If he had truly made a move, he might not be alive right now.

No, perhaps there was another reason.

That was apprehension.

He was, after all, a Prince.

As the Emperor's own son, no matter how incompetent or unregarded he was,

they were still connected by Bloodline.

He had, after all, found a protective charm for himself.

And the reason why the First Prince dared to act so recklessly this time,

he thought, must be because the Emperor had changed his attitude towards him.

Was it because his contact with the Wang Family was too close?

The Sixth Prince couldn't help but begin to ponder deeply in his heart.

His father, the Emperor, was extremely suspicious.

It was not surprising for him to have such thoughts.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any other reason that would make his father change his attitude.

After all, he was just an unregarded Prince.

From beginning to end, he had never really shown his face in front of his father.

Of course, he had actually tried.

He had also tried to evoke his father's good feelings towards him in front of his father.

But the eldest son, merely a status, seemed to have cast all his efforts into the dust.

He had no ability whatsoever to change all of this.

The Phoenix would not even spare him a glance.

Moreover, his father did not only have him as a son.

With too many, under the survival of the fittest, he became even more unregarded.

The reason he was able to live was already out of consideration for him being of the same Imperial Prince Bloodline.

Now, he was frequently in contact with members of the Wang Family.

Although it was only with Wang Changfeng, such interaction made it hard not to think that he had begun a thorough cooperation with the Wang Family.

And the Wang Family was a power that had Ascended from the Lower Realm.

Their Clan Chief's methods were extraordinary, and the entire Family had flourished in recent years, indeed counting as a powerful force.

If he were truly to align with them or jointly conspire to seize the entire Imperial Dynasty,

there was indeed a certain possibility of overthrowing Qiankun.

Under various considerations, he realized that he had already reached this point.

At this moment, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of the Sixth Prince's mouth.

Perhaps, the current outcome was already destined.

The moment he first met Wang Changfeng, the seeds of disaster were already sown.

And the First Prince's recklessness must also be because he understood the Emperor's hint.

It turned out that the one who wanted him dead was not someone else.

It was his own biological father.

Once this point was understood,

many things regarding the Prince became clear.

Especially some matters that had bothered him and had been suppressed in his heart for too long.

But now he could finally let go.

A father not acting as a father, a ruler not acting as a ruler, a minister not acting as a minister, a son not acting as a son.

Although these principles were not highly emphasized here.

Strength was king.

Whoever had superior methods, whoever had superior cultivation, had the ability to inherit everything.

However, taken as a whole,