588: Ninth Princess voices support

"Ji Wuchang, you also killed the people of my Su Nü Sect!"

Cha Yarong's face was gloomy to the extreme. A terrifying pressure emanated from her body, crushing down toward Ji Wuchang.

Ji Wuchang's eyes were indifferent. He felt as if a massive mountain had been placed upon him, threatening to crush him.

His gaze was cold as he said indifferently, "Why I killed the people of your Su Nü Sect—shouldn't you know better than anyone?"

"Qu Yi and the others came to kill me on your orders. What is wrong with me killing them in return?"

"Should I have just stood there and let them kill me?"

Ji Wuchang posed three consecutive rhetorical questions, making Cha Yarong's already gloomy face look even uglier.

She naturally knew what Ji Wuchang meant; she had arranged the whole thing.

If news of this reached the Su Nü Sect, she would surely be punished by the Sect Master and the Grand Elder!

At the thought of this, monstrous killing intent rose in Cha Yarong's heart.

"As for the Nine Stars Sect, I originally had no grievances with you. It was the people of your Nine Stars Sect who first tried to kill me!"

"I, Ji Wuchang, have never been one to look for trouble, but I am absolutely not afraid of it!"

"Since they were looking for death, I naturally fulfilled their wish and wiped them all out!"

Just then, Ji Wuchang spoke again. His cold words made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts!

Dong Yiming looked at Ji Wuchang, his eyes unconsciously drifting toward Zhou Haotian, who was beside the Queen.

How could he not know Ji Wuchang's identity? The thing he regretted most now was not doing everything in his power to stop this matter back then.

He had advised the Zuo Family to give up on seeking revenge against Ji Wuchang, but he had also said he wouldn't stop what happened inside the Secret Realm.

Now, things had turned out like this.

Cha Yarong looked at Dong Yiming. She had expected him to be overflowing with killing intent, but to her surprise, he had fallen silent.

Cha Yarong frowned, and the killing intent in her eyes grew even thicker as she looked at Ji Wuchang!

"Ji Wuchang, did you kill the people of my Red Oak Sect?"

Just then, a middle-aged man stepped forward. His name was Lü Chengguo, and he emitted the pressure of a ninth-level Dao Severing Realm expert.

The Red Oak Sect and the Startled Swan Gang were similar in strength. This time, they had also sent out the elites of their Sect, but they never expected their entire force to be annihilated.

This loss was far too great for the Red Oak Sect—so great that they simply could not bear it.

"I killed them. What can you do about it?"

Ji Wuchang's eyes were indifferent. He was gradually becoming irritated by the questioning, and killing intent flickered in his eyes.

As soon as he spoke, the entire scene fell into a dead silence. Many people felt their scalps go numb.

"Just how many people did this guy kill?"

Letting such a guy into the Thousand Cities Great War was simply a nightmare for everyone participating.

Hearing Ji Wuchang's words, Lü Chengguo was so furious that his hair stood on end, and the killing intent in his eyes became almost tangible.

One must know that among the people the Red Oak Sect sent this time, the leader was his son, Lü Chenghao!

He had poured all his efforts into Lü Chenghao, hoping to nurture him into a Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert.

He had worked hard his entire life but remained stuck at the ninth level of the Dao Severing Realm. Unless he encountered a miracle, he would never be able to have a Breakthrough!

Now, all his efforts were destroyed. The killing intent in Lü Chengguo's heart surged like a flood, no longer able to be suppressed.

"Ji Wuchang, give me your life!"

Lü Chengguo roared. Red light surged in his palm as he struck toward Ji Wuchang with monstrous killing intent.

A palm print expanded rapidly in the wind, flickering with red light and filled with terrifying killing intent.

Within those red lights, there was a foul, rancid smell.

This was the Red Oak Sect's most poisonous Battle Technique, known as the Blood Poison Palm.

Refining the Blood Poison Palm required various toxins. Every time one practiced it, they had to smear poison onto their palms.

The poison was light at first, but it became heavier and heavier as the cultivation deepened.

At a cultivation base like Lü Chengguo's, ordinary poisons were no longer effective.

However, his palms had become poison palms. Once he engaged in combat, the toxins in the palm print would follow the opponent's spiritual energy and invade their body.

One should not underestimate this poison. Lü Chengguo had once used the Blood Poison Palm to kill a ninth-level Dao Severing Realm expert when he was only at the seventh level.

After being poisoned, not only would the victim's blood slowly solidify, but the circulation of spiritual energy in their body would become increasingly difficult.

In the end, their strength would plummet, leaving them at Lü Chengguo's mercy.

He hated Ji Wuchang for killing his son, so he went for a lethal blow right from the start!

Lü Chengguo's sudden attack instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene!

Many people watched Ji Wuchang, wanting to see how he would respond.

After all, the difference between the first level and the ninth level of the Dao Severing Realm was not just a small gap.

A trace of hatred appeared at the corner of Fifth Prince Li Xingyi's mouth. He had just learned that the experts he had planted had all been slaughtered by Ji Wuchang.

He wished for nothing more than for Ji Wuchang to be crushed into mincemeat by Lü Chengguo's palm!

Quite a few people shared his thoughts, including the Wei Family, the Zhang Family, the Zuo Family, and Mu Long'an.

Ji Wuchang watched the growing palm and felt the powerful aura contained within the print, a cold sneer on his lips.

He was just about to strike when a figure appeared in front of him and slashed out with a sword, heading straight for Lü Chengguo's Blood Poison Palm!

The sword light was sharp and fast as lightning, colliding fiercely with the Blood Poison Palm.

With a loud "boom," the person blocking for Ji Wuchang groaned and retreated several steps.

The blood-red palm print and the sword light exploded simultaneously, and a violent Protective Aura swept across the surroundings.

Ji Wuchang looked at Zhao Lianpeng in front of him, his brow furrowing slightly. He hadn't expected that Zhao Lianpeng would be the first to stand in front of him.

His relationship with Zhao Lianpeng could only be described as average, but Ji Wuchang soon understood why the man had acted.

It must have been at the behest of Ninth Princess Li Xueqin; otherwise, how would Zhao Lianpeng dare to interfere in this matter!

Seeing someone stop him, Lü Chengguo frowned, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even more intense.

"Does your Heavenly Star Dynasty intend to shield Ji Wuchang and set yourselves against all our Sects?"

Lü Chengguo spoke coldly. He intentionally grouped all the Sects together, partly to incite a common hatred among the crowd.

Another reason was to force the Heavenly Star Dynasty to back down!

It had to be said that Lü Chengguo possessed some wisdom; he knew the Red Oak Sect's status wasn't high and that he had to borrow the strength of other powers.

Zhao Lianpeng frowned. He found it hard to answer Lü Chengguo's words; he had only come out under orders.

"Ji Wuchang is one of my people. This time, he was also working for me. Naturally, I will protect him!"

"Besides, your Red Oak Sect does not represent all the forces in Heavenly Star Province!"

Just then, Li Xueqin took a step forward and spoke calmly.

If Ji Wuchang didn't have the great figure Zhou Haotian behind him, she wouldn't have stood up. She also felt that Ji Wuchang was far too good at causing trouble.

But what could she do? The backer behind him was just too powerful!