After the Dust Emperor

Under Dust Cloud's command, more than ten people moved to intercept the flying ship.

"Rumble..."

As everyone released their Domains, thunder roared, and threads of Law power wove into a vast, crisscrossing, all-encompassing net.

This was the Net of Domain!

These people had extraordinary backgrounds; the flying ships destroyed by their hands numbered no less than eight hundred, if not a thousand.

They possessed their own unique and highly efficient methods for destroying flying ships.

The flying ship was extremely fast, arriving in just a few breaths.

Its enormous size caused everyone's hearts to tremble involuntarily.

Previously, from a distance, they hadn't felt much.

But as the flying ship approached, its massive size, tens of thousands of feet long, made them feel an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"Tear it apart!"

The leader, Dust Cloud, roared, bringing the startled crowd back to their senses, their Faces now filled with ferocity.

Undeniably, this flying ship was huge, and its design was quite unique.

However, for a flying ship, bigger wasn't necessarily better.

To some extent, it was another example of something showy but impractical.

Aboard the flying ship!

Zhong Qing immediately noticed that someone intended to harm the flying ship.

With a thought, the Jian Lai Flying Ship slowly came to a stop.

This scene further convinced the ill-intentioned individuals that this flying ship was nothing more than a facade.

Immediately, they clamored and charged directly towards the flying ship.

These people were not weak, all of them at the Venerable Realm level.

However, before they could even board the flying ship, the Black Robe Puppets moved.

There were over thirty Supreme Realm Puppets on the flying ship.

A Supreme fighting a Venerable was like a father fighting his son—wasn't it just a matter of having hands?

Regardless of quantity or quality, this was a crushing victory.

In just a few short breaths, all the shouts of fighting and killing disappeared.

Some Supreme Puppets began to clear the battlefield, taking Storage Pouches and other valuable items from the enemies.

Their methods were extremely skilled, as if innate, highlighting their professionalism.

Zhong Qing stepped down from the flying ship.

Ye Ji and Fire Enchantress followed closely behind him.

Phoenix Aotian, Phoenix Yingtian, Phoenix Tian, Shen Jinkuo, and the Twelve Demon Generals, hearing the commotion, also followed.

In an instant, more than ten figures descended from the flying ship.

Dust Cloud immediately focused his gaze on Zhong Qing.

From his aura to the attitude of the people around Zhong Qing, Zhong Qing was clearly their leader.

What he hadn't expected was that his group of Venerable Realm subordinates, whom he had painstakingly cultivated, had been lost here in just a few breaths.

This caused his brows to furrow slightly.

It also made him realize that he had likely kicked an iron plate this time.

After all, even he himself only had a cultivation of the First Supreme Realm.

Of course, while he had witnessed the extraordinary nature of Zhong Qing and the others, he wasn't afraid.

Who was he?

A descendant of Dust Emperor.

His Old Ancestor was a genuine Emperor-level figure.

Let alone in this small Wind Domain, even looking across the entire Three Thousand Domains, who wouldn't give his Old Ancestor some Face?

As Dust Cloud pondered, Phoenix Aotian, standing behind Zhong Qing, spoke with an ill expression.

"Kid, was it you who ordered the attack on my Master's flying ship?"

Dust Cloud had no idea of the seriousness of the situation.

He stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly, "I am a descendant of Dust Emperor."

As the words Dust Emperor came out, Phoenix Aotian's mind felt as if it had been violently struck by something.

This name, to him, carried an extraordinary meaning.

How could he forget that it was this person who, with three moves, had sent him plummeting from the heavens into the abyss?

If that were all!

He wouldn't blame others.

After all, back then, he had gone to challenge this person himself; his defeat at his hands was due to his own inferior skill, and he had nothing to say.

But afterward, the entire Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan suffered from a Curse Killing Art from Dust Emperor.

Back then, at its Peak, the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan was incredibly glorious.

With over ten thousand members, its power overshadowed the entire Mysterious Domain, unrivaled by anyone.

Yet, a single Curse Killing Art almost completely annihilated the entire Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan; if he hadn't possessed some means, the entire Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan would likely have been erased from the river of history long ago.

Even so, the current number of surviving members of the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan is less than a hundred.

Compared to the members at its Peak, it's less than one in a hundred.

All those fallen clan members' lives had died by Dust Emperor's hand.

How could he forget this hatred?

It could be said that the moment he heard that name, Phoenix Aotian's state of mind was already in chaos.

The flames of hatred, like a volcano about to erupt, were on the verge of completely exploding.

His gaze towards Dust Cloud also completely turned cold.

"You said... you are a descendant of Dust Emperor...?"

A blank voice came from Phoenix Aotian's mouth, hoarse, even with a slight tremor.

This appearance, in Dust Cloud's eyes, was undoubtedly a sign of fear.

He held his head high and said condescendingly, "That's right!"

"You killed my people, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"Considering that you didn't know my identity before, I can give you a chance."

"As long as you can submit to this Lord, I will not hold this against you."

"Otherwise, only death awaits you!"

As he spoke, Dust Cloud looked at the flying ship with a hint of fervor.

Especially those Supreme Realm Puppets.

Each of these Black Robe Men was stronger than him.

If he could subdue them all for his own use, it would undoubtedly be a powerful aid to him.

However, upon hearing this, both Zhong Qing and the people behind Zhong Qing all laughed.

Shen Jinkuo even mourned for him.

In a sense, wasn't he also a descendant of an Emperor?

However, let alone a descendant of an Emperor, even an Emperor's Reincarnation, his Master would kill them without hesitation.

Trying to put on airs with his identity was undoubtedly a misguided intention and a miscalculation.

Phoenix Aotian looked at him as if he were an idiot.

A ferocious smile appeared on his Face.

"I really don't know where you get such a big Face."

"Not only did you order an attack on Master's flying ship, but after your trash subordinates were killed, you still want us to submit?"

"Who gave you the Face?"

"That old Dust Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Dust Cloud became enraged.

"How dare you! To disrespect Dust Emperor, do you know you have committed a path to death!"

Phoenix Aotian saw that the other party was still using his identity as a descendant of Dust Emperor to put on airs.

He directly slapped him hard.

"Boom..."

In an instant, Dust Cloud only felt his vision go black.

Then a sharp pain came from his Face.

As if struck by an ancient divine mountain, his body turned into a parabola and flew straight out.

Phoenix Aotian flashed and immediately followed him.

Before Dust Cloud could even regain his senses, a series of furious, storm-like blows rained down on him again.

Dust Cloud was completely bewildered by the beating.

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