98: Chiba Imperial Family

The several guards and attendants all showed looks of horror.

"Young Master, stop it!"

"Young Master, please stop!"

Ye Heng was unmoved, the Qi on his body became more and more violent, and soon reached a critical point.

Boom—!

The next moment.

A terrifying explosion swept across the Star Domain, the universe vibrated, the Void Realm constantly collapsed, countless stars fell and were completely extinguished, and a terrifying energy storm raged, directly turning hundreds of light-years around into nothingness.

The bodies of several guards and attendants fell like meteors, crashing through one star after another, and it took an unknown amount of time before they barely stopped.

At this moment, their Physical Bodies were already fragmented, missing arms and legs, and two of them had their heads blown to smithereens.

Their Divine Souls were also severely wounded.

An Immortal King self-destructing, even if they were also Immortal Kings, they could hardly bear it.

However, at this moment, they had no sense of relief from surviving the catastrophe.

The several people all stared blankly at the place where Ye Heng self-destructed, their eyes filled with despair.

With Young Master dead, they had failed to protect their master, and would likewise not escape death when they returned!

Given the power of the Thousand Leaves Emperor Clan, even if they wanted to escape, they probably wouldn't be able to.

...

"Dead."

Wu Ning withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention.

He still had more than twenty years of sign-ins left, and he planned to wander around the Murong Emperor Clan to use all these sign-in opportunities to further improve his strength.

He had proven his Dao as an Immortal Emperor through the Dao of Time, but he had fallen behind in the Daos of Space and Thunder.

He needed to improve them as soon as possible.

...

Heavenly Wood Immortal Domain, Thousand Leaves Emperor Clan.

Inside an ancient and solemn palace.

Boom!

An incomparably terrifying Immortal Emperor's pressure suddenly erupted within the palace, shaking the entire Immortal palace precariously.

"Heng'er is dead!"

"Wasn't he going to the Murong Emperor Clan to celebrate a birthday? How could he suddenly die?!"

Ye Ting frowned tightly, a strong killing intent flashing in his eyes, "Hmph!"

"No matter who you are, if you dare to kill my son, this Seat will surely dismember you and torture all your relatives and friends to death to quell the hatred in my heart!"

Swish!

Then, he directly disappeared into the palace.

Half an hour later.

He had already crossed an infinitely vast distance and descended upon the dead Star Domain where Ye Heng self-destructed.

The phantom of the River of Time appeared.

Through the River of Time, Ye Ting saw the moment Ye Heng first arrived in this Star Domain, and also saw Ye Heng's inexplicable "suicide."

His brows furrowed deeply, "Hmph, how could Heng'er self-destruct for no reason? Someone must be behind this!"

"These scoundrels, they failed to protect their master and yet they dare to flee!"

A moment later.

The several fleeing guards and attendants were captured by him.

"Clan Chief, spare us!"

The several people looked terrified, their hearts like dead ash; they hadn't expected to be caught so quickly.

Ye Ting snorted coldly, his expression indifferent as he began to examine their Divine Soul memories, wanting to know who his son had offended.

"Wu Clan... Son of Wu Tianyun?"

His forehead wrinkled into a " river" character. That Little One from the Wu Clan was less than a thousand years old, his cultivation at most in the True Immortal Realm. How could he possibly kill his son?

With mere True Immortal cultivation, even if he was given an immortal emperor artifact, he couldn't use it, and it was absolutely impossible to threaten an Immortal King.

"It seems it must be an old fellow from the Wu Clan or the Murong family who made the move!"

"Damn old coot, this Seat is not done with you!"

Boom!

Ye Ting's eyes blazed with anger, and he directly slapped the several guards and attendants into nothingness.

Then, he flashed and flew towards the Murong Emperor Clan.

His son died while coming to celebrate Murong Chen's birthday, so the Murong Emperor Clan must give him an explanation!

...

"Murong Old Ghost, get out here!"

Terrifying Immortal Emperor's pressure descended, and countless people looked up at the sky in horror.

The next moment, an invisible force spread out, and Ye Ting's pressure instantly vanished into nothingness.

"Brother Ye, what's with such a big temper?"

A faint voice sounded out of thin air, and Murong Bo appeared in the sky, his demeanor refined and a look of calm on his face.

"Murong Bo, don't pretend to be confused with this Seat! My son is dead, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Ye Heng suppressed his anger, wishing he could pounce on him and tear him apart.

It was extremely difficult for Immortals to have offspring, and even more so for Immortal Emperors. He had worked for millions of years to have only two sons, and now one was dead, how could he not be furious?

"Your son is dead?"

"That Little One, Ye Heng?"

Murong Bo frowned slightly. He was the Clan Chief of the Murong Emperor Clan and was usually busy with affairs, so he couldn't constantly pay attention to a Little One.

How did that Little One die in the blink of an eye?

"Hmph, see for yourself!"

Ye Ting waved his hand, and a scene appeared in the air.

This was a memory scene he had copied from the Divine Souls of those several guards and attendants.

It recorded the process of Ye Heng looking for trouble with Wu Ning, and then his bizarre self-destruction.

"This... Brother Ye, you wouldn't think my grandson killed your son, would you?"

Murong Bo also felt a strange sensation in his heart; Ye Heng's death was indeed somewhat peculiar.

But he didn't believe his grandson had the strength to kill Ye Heng.

Ye Ting said coldly, "My son died in your Murong family's territory. Even if that boy isn't the murderer, he definitely has a great connection to it."

"If you want to protect him, then hand over the real murderer, otherwise don't blame this Seat for being impolite!"

Murong Bo shook his head slightly, "Brother Ye, handing over Wu Ning is impossible, and my Murong family has no murderer."

"You also know that recently, my son's birthday, many outsiders came to our clan. Perhaps someone took the opportunity to cause trouble, killing your son in an attempt to provoke conflict between our two clans."

"I think, why don't we first search for the murderer and avenge your son? That's what's important."

"This matter is ultimately our clan's fault. Our Murong family will fully assist you in investigating the true culprit. What do you think, Brother Ye?"

"You!"

Ye Ting glared at him fiercely, anger surging in his heart.

"Murong Bo, does your Murong family really intend to be enemies with our Ye Clan?"

Murong Bo's expression also cooled a few degrees, "Brother Ye, your son's death is suspicious, but there is no evidence now. After all, he didn't die in our clan, so it's impossible to directly blame it on our Murong family, right?"

He had another sentence he didn't say: memory scenes can also be faked, who knows if this guy did anything.

"Hahahaha—!"

"Good for you, Murong Bo, it seems you are determined to harbor the murderer!"

"Hmph! Murong Bo, this Seat has noted this down, we are not done!"

Ye Ting laughed in extreme anger.

How could he not understand Murong Bo's implied meaning?

His son died, and he was even being questioned for faking evidence, which made him extremely furious.

Ye Ting's figure flickered, appearing at the place where Ye Heng first showed abnormalities, wanting to see what happened through the River of Time, but only saw a blank space.

That segment of time seemed to have been forcibly erased by someone!

Ye Ting waved his hand, and could only leave in anger.