"What a powerful move! The Fifth Prince is worthy of his title. Against a technique like that, even ten of me combined would be no match!"

"The Fifth Prince is an expert on the Celestial List! His True Qi is profound and powerful, and his Nine Great Dantians operate ceaselessly. You can’t cultivate that without extraordinary talent!"

"Looks like this kid is finished!"

"Daring to put on an act at Di Lin Villa is just asking for death. Heh, he deserves it if he dies!"

Seeing the Fifth Prince unleash a sea of flames with a single move, the eyes of all the guards lit up with excitement. These guards were all warmongers. The Fifth Prince himself was a renowned expert in Guangming City, so when they saw him use a killing technique, they all naturally assumed the young man before them was done for.

"What a joke!"

Just as the crowd’s eyes were burning with anticipation, a faint, disdainful voice sounded from the center of the coiling dragon. The massive Emperor’s Fire Burning Heaven immediately lost its vitality and fell to the ground with a THUD. The Fifth Prince, who had seemed nearly invincible in their eyes, was now held aloft in the air, his neck gripped by the opposing youth as easily as if he were a chick.

"What?"

The few princes from the Imperial Capital vying for the throne were all seen by outsiders as unparalleled in both strategy and power. But now, the Fifth Prince, who was like a god in their eyes, was being held by the throat like a dead chicken. The gap between reality and their imagination was just too vast. All the guards stood there, dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"You want to kill me with just this little bit of strength? You’ve got to be kidding me..."

Gripping the Fifth Prince’s neck, Nie Yun’s lips curled into a faint smile.

The Fifth Prince had been no match for Nie Yun back in Divine Wind City, let alone now. Killing him would be no more trouble than killing a chicken.

"You... you... Eldest Prince! Are you just going to stand there and watch?" After a brief struggle, realizing he couldn’t escape, the Fifth Prince suddenly turned his head to look at the young man who had accompanied him.

This young man was none other than the Eldest Prince of the Divine Holy Empire, the heir with the best chance of inheriting the throne!

The Fifth Prince’s strategy had been to bring the Eldest Prince along as a witness. Once Nie Yun made a move, it would be impossible for him to argue his case, even if he were in the right. In the Imperial Capital, the Eldest Prince was equivalent to the Crown Prince; one could only imagine his power and influence! It was precisely because he had such a backer that he dared to provoke Nie Yun like this.

"My friend, you should put him down. If you dare to harm him in the slightest, I guarantee you won’t leave Guangming City alive!"

Seeing that the other party had exposed his identity, the Eldest Prince’s brow furrowed. He took a step forward and looked at Nie Yun, his cold tone filled with an undeniable authority.

"Put him down? And what if I say no?"

Nie Yun just smiled faintly, unconcerned by the Eldest Prince’s incredibly powerful aura.

’His aura might frighten others, but to me, it’s nothing.’

He had dared to toy with the Zi Qiong Emperor of the Heaven-Seizing Creation Secret Realm. It would be truly laughable if he were to be frightened by a mere prince of Guangming City.

"You don’t have a choice. Put him down and live. Don’t, and you die!"

The Eldest Prince snorted coldly, unleashing the immense aura of an expert from the Ultimate Venerable Celestial List. It rushed out like a violent storm, implying that if the young man before him dared to disobey, he would suffer the full force of his most frenzied attacks and retaliation!

"Are you threatening me? A pity, but I’ve never liked being threatened..." Nie Yun smiled faintly and turned his gaze to the Fifth Prince in his grasp. "Last time you lost an arm. I thought you might have learned your lesson, but it seems you haven’t learned a thing. In that case... let’s have you lose a few more limbs!"

As he spoke, a flash of light shot from Nie Yun’s palm. It swept over the Fifth Prince’s body, and with a series of CRACKS, the latter’s arms and legs instantly fell to the ground as blood sprayed wildly.

THUMP!

With the sound of a body hitting the ground, the Fifth Prince was tossed to the side of the road like a piece of casually discarded trash.

"My arms... my legs... my Qi Sea..."

Lying on the ground, the Fifth Prince finally felt the heart-wrenching pain and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Last time, he had only lost a leg. But now, not only were all four of his limbs severed, but his Qi Sea had also been shattered by a Dark Force, leaving no possibility of recovery!

Severed limbs could perhaps be restored by a Healer, but a shattered Qi Sea meant he was completely finished. He could never cultivate again!

It was one thing when he was powerful, but in his current state, his old enemies would surely kick him while he was down. He could already foresee that his future would be absolutely miserable.

"Eldest Prince, kill him! Just kill him, and I will unconditionally support your bid for the throne..."

His agonized cries ended in an instant. The Fifth Prince quickly stopped the bleeding and stared at Nie Yun with a venomous expression, roaring madly.

"Shut up!"

The Eldest Prince cut off his shouts, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Nie Yun.

"It seems I underestimated you. Good. Very good!" The Eldest Prince’s aura grew even colder. "To openly harm a Prince in Guangming City... today, regardless of whether you are my Father-Emperor’s guest, you must die! No one can save you!"

He walked forward as he spoke, and by the time he finished, the aura around the Eldest Prince had condensed to its absolute peak. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched!

BOOM!

A majestic torrent of True Qi surged forward like a roaring tidal wave, layer upon layer. In the courtyard, everyone below the Ultimate Venerable Realm felt their breath catch in their throats. They couldn’t help but retreat to the corners, pressing themselves against the walls with pale faces.

A Royal Family’s Top-Grade Martial Art, Thunderous Waves Fist!

As its name implied, the fist’s momentum was like a furious tidal wave. It was said that at the Great Success stage of cultivation, a single punch could generate eighty-one waves of fist energy, each stronger than the last. It was considered number one among Martial Arts of the same level!

Cultivating this Martial Art placed immense demands on one’s Qi Sea. Without enough True Qi to sustain it, one couldn’t even generate a single wave of fist energy, let alone eighty-one.

The Eldest Prince had unleashed this fist technique right from the start, and its power surged endlessly, seemingly inexhaustible. The strength of his True Qi was simply terrifying.

"I don’t need anyone to save me. And while your attack is a bit stronger than that piece of trash’s, it’s useless against me!"

Surrounded by the Thunderous Waves Fist, Nie Yun’s expression remained unchanged. He smiled faintly, took a step forward, and suddenly grabbed. His large hand was like the massive maw of a Taotie; the wildly rushing energy of the Thunderous Waves Fist was caught and held in his palm.

"What?"

Seeing his own ferocious attack casually shattered by the youth, a flicker of shock crossed the Eldest Prince’s eyes. However, he concealed this panic in an instant, immediately changing his fist into a palm and chopping straight down.

"Hm?"

Nie Yun hadn’t expected the Eldest Prince’s combat awareness to be so formidable, completely unaffected by his move. A look of surprise appeared on his face as he moved forward again, dodging the palm strike like a slippery fish.

"To be able to block my Thunderous Waves Fist, I’ll admit you’re a genius. However, today is the day a genius falls! Die!"

His palm strike missed, but the Eldest Prince showed no sign of disappointment. Instead, a glint of a successful ploy flashed in his eyes. With a flick of his left hand, a longsword thrust toward Nie Yun’s neck!

The earlier punch and palm strike had both been feints. This was the real killing blow!

The longsword radiated a sharp, cold glint, and the stench of blood assaulted the senses before it even arrived. One look was enough to tell it had killed many people; it was a truly vicious weapon, stained with human blood.