168: Void Clan
"I'll leave it to you."
Qi Daolin said to a young man behind him.
The implication was that this True Dragon, having interrupted his speech, deserved death.
Furthermore, flying above the Immortal Palace was already a capital offense.
"Yes!"
The young man on the far left understood instantly and responded.
Immediately after, he turned into a streak of light and soared into the sky.
"The Seven-Crown King Gu Qianye has made his move."
"That young man was too ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. Now look what happened."
"Before it even started, blood is about to be spilled."
Someone saw Gu Qianye's figure, shrugged, and commented with interest.
"Qin Feng, why is he here?"
Chu Han felt a little confused after seeing the True Dragon and the handsome young man on its back.
However, upon seeing the Seven-Crown King Gu Qianye make a move, Chu Han did not hesitate at all.
"Dong...!"
She tapped the ground with one foot, moving like lightning and leaping like a startled rabbit, flying up directly to block in front of Gu Qianye.
Gu Qianye didn't care who it was; he immediately extended his right hand and struck out with a palm.
Chu Han was equally decisive and met his strike with a palm of her own.
"Boom...!"
The two palms met, producing a loud explosion.
The aftermath of the Spiritual Qi spread out in mid-air.
Gu Qianye's expression froze, and he was sent flying backward.
"Gasp...!"
"Who... who is this person?"
"Gu Qianye lost the palm strike exchange!"
Watching Gu Qianye's figure fly backward, countless people were stunned.
Their worldview was a little scrambled.
The dignified Seven-Crown King couldn't even withstand a single palm strike.
"Another... another expert! He's probably an Eight-Crown King who has been hiding away!"
"Strong...!"
"Too strong."
Everyone had to brace themselves and take this seriously.
Qi Daolin's mouth twitched slightly.
"Yang Anzhi!"
Qi Daolin only said three words, and the young man in the very center behind him immediately stepped forward.
Yang Anzhi: "Present."
Qi Daolin: "Send these rulebreakers out of the vicinity of my Immortal Palace."
"Yes!"
The Eight-Crown King cupped his hands.
Then, with a flash, he appeared directly in front of Chu Han.
"Will you leave yourself, or should I send you away."
Yang Anzhi's voice was cold and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
"You're not qualified enough to do that."
Chu Han said, completely unafraid.
"Very well!"
Yang Anzhi spat out two words, formed a fist with one hand, and struck toward Chu Han.
Tens of thousands of Runes flickered on this punch. The force of the fist was incredibly fierce, enough to instantly kill an ordinary Quasi-Emperor.
"Rumble...!"
Space continuously groaned under the pressure of this punch.
"Bullying my woman? Are you courting death?"
A white figure instantly moved and arrived beside Chu Han.
Chu Han had intended to strike, but a hand pressed down on her shoulder.
She knew it was Qin Feng's hand, so she didn't resist.
"One Finger Annihilation!"
Qin Feng raised his right hand, extended one finger, and pressed it down toward the young man.
Immediately, an Aura of deathly silence permeated the air.
Countless ancient Runes spread across the sky.
"Boom...!"
The punch and the finger collided, sounding like thunder.
The clash of Runes dimmed the sky for a split second.
After that brief moment, another figure was sent flying backward.
When everyone looked closely, they were astonished. Some felt their minds break.
"The Eight... Eight-Crown King couldn't win either...?"
"This... this is too fierce!"
"Are there really so many experts this year?"
Instantly, cries of surprise erupted among the crowd.
The figure sent flying backward was none other than the Eight-Crown King Yang Anzhi.
One of the Immortal Palace's participants.
He could be considered a dark horse.
However, he was sent flying the moment he engaged, just like Gu Qianye.
He couldn't even take one move.
"Whoosh... whoosh...!"
Yang Anzhi's face paled for a moment, and the wind whistled past his ears.
Just now, he felt a deathly stillness and terrifying power.
It was simply insurmountable.
Taking that punch resulted in a minor loss for him.
After retreating several hundred zhang, he stabilized his body.
The Heavenly Pride Ranking hadn't even started, and he had already disgraced himself.
However, Yang Anzhi had not gone all out.
Before the competition, one must always keep some trump cards as killer moves.
"Hmph...!"
Yang Anzhi shook his hand and let out a cold snort.
Then, he turned into a streak of light and silently retreated.
The opponent's strength was considerable; fighting further would inevitably expose his trump cards.
The loss would outweigh the gain!
Such cleanup tasks should be left to Qi Daolin himself.
On the other side!
Only after watching Yang Anzhi retreat did Qin Feng turn his head to look at Chu Han.
Chu Han was wearing a white mystic robe today, wrapped tightly around her body.
Unlike before at the Tianyan Divine Sect, where she wore a short skirt.
However, her tall and perfect figure was still visible.
Coupled with her delicate, snow-white face, just one look was enough to make people drool a little.
"Qin Feng, why did you come."
Chu Han looked at Qin Feng, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked.
Just now, Qin Feng immediately declared, "My woman!"
In front of the great crowd, Chu Han finally found a sense of security.
She no longer had to stand alone in the back row.
"I heard there are three Imperial Weapons and an Ancient Great Law, so I came to collect them."
Qin Feng smiled slightly, took Chu Han's right hand, and replied.
His voice was very calm and casual.
It was as if he was stating that the Heavenly Pride Ranking's top spot was already his.
"You're also here to compete for the Heavenly Pride Ranking!"
"Then I'll take second place!"
Chu Han smiled sweetly, yielding the first place position.
Countless people nearly fell to the ground upon hearing their conversation.
"How... how arrogant!"
"They've internally decided the first and second spots on the Heavenly Pride Ranking, completely disregarding the Immortal Palace."
"Does he think this is his home?"
A Quasi-Emperor stammered.
On the field, the four-crown king Ning Chuan, the four-crown king Zhou Xuantian, and the six-crown king Chen Fan were also present.
These three were among the crowd.
They were all the faces of the Three Thousand Dao States; how could they not participate in such a major event?
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...!"
The three immediately soared into the air and arrived in front of Qin Feng.
"Greetings, Imperial Son."
The three simultaneously knelt in the Void Realm, calling out with great reverence.
They all knew the terror of the Qin Family well.
Leaving Emperor Qin Tian aside, he was also on good terms with the Ten Great Empresses.
His network of connections already spanned the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"Imperial Son?"
Hearing this, Qi Daolin frowned, his expression darkening.
"Even if he is an Imperial Son, flying above my Immortal Palace means he has no eligibility to participate."
"Zhuo Bufan, you go."
Qi Daolin said, his old face twitching.
As a Great Emperor expert, if he were to personally intervene and suppress a young man, it would damage his prestige.
He would also gain the reputation of bullying the weak.
Therefore, he could only let the Nine-Crown King Zhuo Bufan make a move.
"Yes...!"
Zhuo Bufan's voice was steady and deep; just one word conveyed a magnificent Aura.
"Whoosh...!"
Immediately, Zhuo Bufan transformed into a streak of white light, preparing to ask Qin Feng and the others to leave.
"Pop...!"
Just then, the Void Realm trembled, and a sixteen-year-old looking girl blocked his path.
"My young master is not someone you can approach."
"Scram...!"
The girl lightly shouted.
Then, she gently swiped her delicate hand across the Void Realm, causing a rift to open and swallow Zhuo Bufan.
"Thud...!"
Zhuo Bufan reappeared, returning to his original position.
His body stumbled back one step, trembling violently all over.
"The Vo... Void Clan!"
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