Chapter 255 Squeezed into Blood

Yan Chu withdrew his foot and looked at Wugula without a word.

He did not recognize this young man with dreadlocks before him, knowing only the Northern Mang delegation leader, General, and the Third High Priest.

But Wugula recognized Yan Chu.

He knew that Yan Chu was younger, more handsome, and more powerful than him, a Celestial Being Expert standing at the pinnacle of the world's martial arts.

Celestial Being Experts had a special title in Northern Mang, called Tengri Khan.

It meant a hero granted by heaven, a supreme expert capable of receiving direct instructions from the eternal heaven.

But Wugula did not fear Yan Chu at all, because he had the Third High Priest backing him, and the national power of Northern Mang far exceeded the Great Jin Dynasty; he was certain that Yan Chu dared not do anything to him.

Furthermore, after Wugula said these words, the Third High Priest and General in the carriage not far away showed no reaction at all, making it clear that this had been instigated by the two of them.

Luo Jin spoke coldly:

"Yan Chu was personally invited by Her Highness the Princess into the carriage to thank him for his protection. Do you intend to defy the Princess's orders?"

Cui Yiting also said with an unpleasant expression:

"Wugula, know your place!"

"Standing before you is a Celestial Being Expert of our Great Jin Dynasty, Great Hero Yan, known as the Blade Demon. A single breath from him could blow you into ashes; you have no right to question what Great Hero Yan needs to do!"

Wugula sneered and said:

"He is a Celestial Being Expert of your Southern Dynasty, not a Tengri Khan of our Northern Mang. According to our Northern Mang rules, people from the Southern Dynasty cannot step into the carriage of our Northern Mang Imperial Concubine; not even a Celestial Being Expert may do so!"

Boom!

As Wugula's voice fell, Cui Yiting's expression turned cold. His Aura as a Supreme Grandmaster erupted instantly, pressing down on him like a mountain, forcing him to kneel to the ground with a thud.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, a pitch-black palm print appeared out of thin air, striking toward the crown of Cui Yiting's head. The wind and clouds surged in the sky, and the long official road was instantly obscured by dark clouds.

Bang!

Cui Yiting also struck out with a palm, causing the space to explode with a massive vibration as terrifying turbulence of True Qi scattered everywhere.

The Supreme Grandmasters present acted one after another, protecting the people in the carriage convoy, which prevented the turbulence from affecting the others.

The next second, a broad and tall middle-aged man appeared opposite Cui Yiting; it was none other than General, the son of the Northern Mang Right Worthy Prince.

He was also an expert at the Peak of the Supreme Grandmaster level.

Wugula climbed up in a sorry state, blood spilling from his mouth and nose, his bones almost crushed. He pointed at Cui Yiting and began to curse relentlessly:

"You bastard, how dare you lay a hand on your grandfather!"

"Damn Southern Dynasty people, just you wait. Once we enter Northern Mang, my Master will tear you all to pieces; not one of you will escape!"

"Damn Southern Dynasty people, I will seize your land and sleep with your women..."

"You're courting death!"

The other Great Jin Dynasty guards were furious upon hearing Wugula's words, wishing they could beat this man to death on the spot.

However, the many Supreme Grandmasters of Northern Mang flashed forward to block their path, looking at everyone with hostility and refusing to back down.

Especially from a carriage in the rear, a chilling Aura lingered over the convoy, seemingly locking onto everyone—not even sparing the two Celestial Being Experts, Yan Chu and Luo Jin—which prevented the others from making a move.

Not to mention whether they could wipe out everyone present.

Even if they could kill them, the outcome would be an irreconcilable conflict between Northern Mang and the Great Jin Dynasty, with a million wolf cavalry marching south in an instant.

Wugula continued to curse with filthy language.

The Northern Mang delegation members, led by General, all looked at Yan Chu and the others with mockery, seemingly certain that they dared not make a move.

The scene seemed to have reached a stalemate for the moment.

At this moment, a pleasant and melodious voice came from Princess Yunshu's carriage,

"General, I invited Great Hero Yan into the carriage simply to thank him in person for his protection. Besides, with Aunt Luo accompanying us, there will be no impropriety."

General had a faint, mocking smile on his face as he pressed his hand to his chest and bowed toward the carriage, saying:

"My apologies, Imperial Concubine, but I cannot agree to this!"

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"Even in our Northern Mang, a considerable distance must be maintained between an imperial consort and a subordinate, let alone in the Great Jin Dynasty, where the rites and teachings are even stricter?"

"Even with another woman present, it is highly inappropriate!"

"Moreover, in this escort of the Imperial Concubine to the capital, the Northern Mang warriors present all contributed to the protection. Why must the Imperial Concubine thank Yan Chu alone?"

"General!"

Among the Great Jin Dynasty guards, another Supreme Grandmaster, Tian Yu, shouted angrily:

"Does what the Princess does require questioning by a subordinate like you?"

"Insolent!"

A Northern Mang Supreme Grandmaster, Yesutiele, cursed loudly:

"You lowly and cowardly Southern Dynasty people, how dare you disrespect General! Our Northern Mang wolf cavalry will march south and chop you into mincemeat!"

"Northern Mang barbarians!"

"Southern Dynasty pigs and sheep..."

The two groups confronted each other, the atmosphere stagnant. Although they did not resort to violence, they began to curse at each other in a chaotic mess; even the carriage drivers stretched their necks and began to curse loudly.

Amidst this chaotic cursing, a lazy voice rang out, clearly entering the ears of everyone present,

"I say, you are all accusing each other here, but have you asked for the opinion of the person involved, which is me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present quieted down and looked toward the person who spoke.

Yan Chu was leaning lazily against the wall of the Princess's carriage.

He was one of the three Celestial Being Experts present. Once he spoke, no one could ignore him.

Cui Yiting and the others immediately bowed respectfully,

"Please, Great Hero Yan, make the decision!"

General also snorted coldly:

"I wonder what advice Great Hero Yan has? I will say it again: even if you are a Celestial Being Expert, you may not enter the imperial carriage."

The Northern Mang people behind him sneered as they looked at Yan Chu.

Inside the carriage in the rear, the Third High Priest had an even deeper and unfathomable Aura, locked onto Yan Chu, watching his every move.

Yan Chu chuckled coldly, swept his gaze over the Northern Mang people, licked his lips, and fixed his eyes on Wugula.

Wugula puffed out his chest and returned a provocative look.

Swish!

Before the smile on his face could even widen, Yan Chu reached out his hand from nearly a hundred meters away. The entire space instantly froze. All the Northern Mang people's faces changed drastically, never expecting him to actually make a move.

"Insolent!!!"

A loud roar came from the carriage in the rear. The entire carriage, along with the demonic horses, was crushed into a mist of debris by a terrifying Aura, and the tall and fierce figure of the Third High Priest burst out.

But one of Yan Chu's large hands had already appeared above Wugula.

Enveloping him along with eight Northern Mang guards within a radius of several dozen meters, a massive suction force appeared in his palm. The bodies of the few were stretched and thinned like rubber, screaming as they flew toward his palm.

With no power to resist.

Bang!

Seeing the Third High Priest make a move, Luo Jin flew up like a Fairy. With a light flick of her delicate hand, sharp bursts of Qi shot out, each capable of easily piercing through a mountain, blocking the Third High Priest on the outside.

On this side, Yan Chu had already retracted his hand, clenching his palm tightly as drops of thick blood flowed from it.

A devilish and ferocious smile hung on his face.

Including Wugula, a total of two Supreme Grandmasters, six Great Grandmasters, and Wugula, a Grandmaster, were crushed by him into a pool of blood.