44: Chapter 44 If you have the guts, dare you fight me on equal footing?

Wang Canghai did not hesitate.

He raised his palm and pressed it directly down toward the Imperial Palace square.

This palm covered the sky and blocked the sun, its palm prints as clear as mountain ranges.

Wherever it passed, the Void Realm shattered inch by inch.

It was clearly intended to give Qin Yu a show of force.

"Old thing!"

Facing this world-destroying palm, Qin Yu did not even lift his eyelids.

He remained in his lazy posture.

He even had the spare time to pick up a spirit fruit served by a maid and take a bite.

Crunch!

The crisp chewing sound was particularly ear-piercing.

"These days, why are there so many stray cats and dogs?"

Qin Yu swallowed the pulp and casually twirled the world-ending halberd in his hand.

"Wang Teng is a clown, and you are an old dog."

"Your whole Family is truly a perfect match."

"Who gave you the courage to dare provoke my Qin Family?"

"Qin Yu! You are courting death!"

Wang Teng was so angry his eyeballs were about to pop out.

He could not imagine it.

Facing his Family's Elder, a half-step quasi-emperor's Clone.

Qin Yu still dared to be this arrogant?

What was he relying on?!

"Divine Son, be careful!"

Li Yuan exclaimed when he saw this scene, about to rush up to block in front.

"Step back."

Qin Yu spoke indifferently, not even using a shred of Qi.

Just at the moment when that giant hand covering the sky was about to strike down.

Ang—!

A vast and ancient Dragon roar suddenly came from the depths of the Imperial Palace.

An indescribable, terrifying imperial might.

Like a sleeping giant Dragon waking up, it instantly soared into the sky.

That was not a Clone.

Nor was it a Divine Thought.

It was true ultimate dao emperor armament might!

Qin Huangtian had made a move!

Hum!

An ancient, yellowed decree floated slowly out of the Imperial Palace.

It was clearly just a thin piece of paper.

But at this moment, it was like a piece of the azure sky, pressing horizontally across the ages!

On it, there was only one word:

Death!

Boom!

Endless Dao Laws flowed on the handwriting, and golden light exploded.

Wang Canghai's seemingly invincible hand covering the sky, the moment it touched this wisp of golden light.

It was like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Without even being able to let out a scream, it melted instantly.

"What?!"

"ultimate dao emperor armament? No... this is a Great Emperor Decree!"

The phantom of Wang Canghai in the sky trembled violently, his face no longer holding the arrogance from before.

Replacing it was unprecedented terror.

He was just a Divine Thought Clone; bullying juniors was fine.

But in front of true Great Emperor might, that was an ant seeing a true Dragon!

Puchi!

Merely being brushed by the aura on that decree.

Wang Canghai's Clone collapsed directly.

And at this time.

Qin Yu held the halberd in one hand, his purple robes rustling.

He looked up at the two of them, Wang Teng and the other, a cruel arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

"The Northern Heaven Domain Wang Family, right?"

"You like relying on your father, right? You like relying on your background, right?"

"Come, come, come."

"Call your father over."

"Let's see if this decree of mine can bury him?"

After that decree killed the person, it did not disappear immediately.

Instead, it lazily spun twice in mid-air.

It even shook off non-existent dust.

Carrying a certain sense of disdain.

Only then, with a whoosh, did it slowly fly back into the depths of the Imperial Palace.

As if what it had just swatted to death was not a half-step quasi-emperor's Divine Thought Clone.

But just a fly it had swatted away casually, calm and composed.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire square was extremely heavy.

Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the overturned bronze chariot in mid-air.

And the two slightly disheveled figures beside the chariot.

Just a moment ago.

This Great Emperor Aptitude from the Northern Heaven Domain was still clamoring to teach Qin Yu a lesson.

To let the Qin Family know what it meant to "do not bully the young into poverty."

But what was the result?

The moment he finished calling for help.

His Family Elder's Clone was cleaned up like trash.

This slap to the face came too fast, just like a tornado.

"Cough... cough cough!"

A burst of violent coughing broke this awkwardness.

Wang Teng grabbed the armrest of the chariot, barely steadying his figure.

Although the previous attack was not aimed directly at him.

But the aftermath alone had already shattered his protective divine light.

At this moment, his hair crown was crooked, and his robes were messy.

That face, originally full of heroic spirit and written with "my fate is determined by me, not heaven," was now flushed purple-red, as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly!

"Why did you stop?"

Qin Yu toyed with the spirit fruit in his hand, sitting on the high divine throne.

Looking at Wang Teng with composure.

That gaze was like looking at a clown in a circus who had suddenly forgotten his lines.

"Continue calling for people."

"Didn't your Dao Protector claim to have half a foot stepped into the quasi-emperor realm?"

"Why is he no good now? I gave you a chance, but you couldn't use it!"

Qin Yu casually threw the remaining fruit pit.

The pit drew a parabola in the air.

Pata!

It hit accurately beside Wang Teng's feet.

"Do you want This Divine Son to give you some time so you can go change to a stronger Talismanic Incantation?"

"And call a few more powerful old men over?"

"It would be best to call your father, the Family head, over too."

"After all, for a Family, the most important thing is to be neat and tidy."

Killing people and condemning their hearts.

These words were like handfuls of salt, sprinkled fiercely onto Wang Teng's blood-stained self-esteem.

The young disciples of the Qin Family around them finally could not hold it back.

"Puchi! The Divine Son is too vicious."

"What Great Emperor Aptitude, I think it's Great Emperor Attitude! That fall just now, the posture was actually quite handsome."

"Don't talk nonsense, he came carrying the hopes of the whole village."

"Hahaha!"

Thin, mocking laughter kept drilling into Wang Teng's ears.

"Ahhh!"

Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot, and a beast-like low roar came from his throat.

Since he was born, when had he ever suffered such grievances?

In the Northern Heaven Domain, he was the Qilin son of the Wang Family, surrounded by stars.

Wherever he went, was he not worshipped?

Which peer Prodigy didn't respectfully call him Brother Teng when they saw him?

But today, in the Qin Family, in front of Qin Yu.

His pride, his background, his Dao Protector—all of it had been trampled into the mud.

The most critical thing was, he panicked.

The aura on that decree just now had made the Great Emperor Huang Gu remnant Soul in the depths of his Soul shrink like a quail, not daring to make a sound.

Competing on background, he had lost until he didn't even have his underwear left.

"Qin Yu!"

Wang Teng suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at the figure high above.

Forcibly suppressing the chill in his heart that made him shudder.

He could not retreat.

If he ran away with his tail between his legs like this today, his invincible Dao Heart would completely collapse.

A Genius without a Dao Heart, even if he possessed a stronger Physique, becoming trash was only a matter of time.

I must win back! I must win back!

Wang Teng roared crazily in his heart.

If I can't compete on fathers, then I will compete on myself!

I am the inheritor of the Great Emperor Huang Gu.

I have immense Opportunity.

I am a Prodigy who fought his way up step by step.

And Qin Yu?

He is just a second-generation ancestor who relies on the shade of his Family to act wildly!

Once separated from the behemoth that is the Qin Family, what kind of thing is he, Qin Yu?

The advantage is with me!

As long as we fight at the same rank, I, Wang Teng, will never be weaker than anyone in my life!

At this moment, Wang Teng forcibly gave himself a shot of adrenaline.

The script of ancient sages making a comeback in desperate situations appeared in his mind.

He took a deep breath.

The golden light on his body boiled again.

Even though his clothes were tattered, he had to brace himself to maintain the posture of an expert.

He stepped forward, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a long golden sword appeared, pointing directly at Qin Yu.

"Qin Yu! Stop with your glib tongue!"

"Your background is heaven-reaching; on Family status, I, Wang Teng, admit defeat!"

"But the path of immortal cultivation ultimately cultivates oneself!"

"Relying on the protection of parents and Elders, what kind of true skill is that?"

"That is nothing more than a flower in a greenhouse, shattering at the slightest touch!"

Wang Teng's voice was sonorous and powerful, standing on the moral high ground.

"If you truly have the guts, dare you abandon your background and fight me at the same rank?!"

"Not only to decide the victor but also to decide life and death!"

"I won't take advantage of you, and I won't use my Dao Protector to interfere."

"Just the two of us! You, dare or dare not?!"