Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"You all must die!"

Xiao Yi's voice came from outside the door, instantly plunging the temperature within the hall by dozens of degrees.

One by one, the powerhouses rose to their feet.

Especially the Sword Rain King, his eyes narrowed into slits, with a chilling cold light flickering within, staring intently at the entrance.

Backlit by the sunlight.

The crowd couldn't make out the newcomer's face at first glance.

Tap tap tap!

The crisp sound of footsteps approached slowly, and as Xiao Yi entered the hall, the footsteps seemed like a soul-hooking, life-stealing enchantment continuously knocking against their hearts. It was as if an invisible hand clutched their throats, stopping them from making any sound, their dilated pupils and trembling legs betraying their immense fear and dread to the world.

Gulp!

Zhao Qian Sun swallowed hard, his voice quivering, "Xiao, Xiao, Xiao Zhenguo..."

During the founding ceremony of the Daqian Dynasty.

Zhao Qian Sun had also accompanied his father, the head of the first merchant family of the Sword Dynasty, the Zhao Family's Zhao Fugui, to the Daqian Dynasty and witnessed Xiao Yi's mighty prowess in slaying Shen Qianyi.

Thud!

Thud!

Upon hearing those three words, each and every powerhouse felt their legs weaken and stumbled to the ground.

Their eyes filled with terror.

Disbelieving, they gazed at Xiao Yi.

The Sword Rain King's expression darkened slightly, his hands gripping the armrest trembled, and the knuckles turned white. His eyes darted around in an attempt to maintain calm, as he forced a smile and said, "I, I didn't expect Xiao Zhenguo to honor us with his presence; this is truly an oversight on our part. Where is the steward? Why hasn't the order been given? Xiao Zhenguo has graced us with his visit, prepare the grandest feast for me at once!"

Outside the hall.

The head steward immediately responded, trembling and scrambling towards the exterior of the residence.

At the head table.

Watching the head steward leave in haste, the Sword Rain King felt somewhat relieved. Since taking control of the Sword King Province, he had summoned more than forty percent of the province's military to the main city. Through clandestine means, he had taken complete control of those several hundred thousand troops, turning the main city into an impenetrable fortress.

Impregnable.

As long as his million-strong army arrived, with the tactic of sheer numbers, the Sword Rain King was fully confident he could capture Xiao Yi.

Unless...

The Sword Rain King sneered inwardly, "Unless you've already stepped into the Longevity Secret Realm, otherwise, with a million troops converging on you, your death is certain!"

As for Xiao Yi already being a part of the Longevity Secret Realm?

The Sword Rain King thought that was utterly impossible!

After all...

A few months ago at the founding ceremony.

Xiao Yi hadn't entered the Longevity Secret Realm yet!

Zhao Qian Sun and the others were also visibly excited, exchanging glances and seeing the thrill in each other's eyes, "It seems that Xiao Zhenguo is not as terrifying as rumors suggest if he can't even see through the delaying tactics of the Sword Rain King."

"The Sword Rain King has amassed a million-strong army in the main city, once the army arrives, and they strike in unison, Xiao Yi will surely die!"

Everyone felt the tension easing in their hearts.

Little Lin looked at Xiao Yi with confusion, a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "Boss..."

He could tell that the Sword Rain King was sending the steward to get help!

Why was Xiao Yi letting him go?

Xiao Yi's mouth curved up slightly, a faint smile on his lips, as his mocking gaze swept over them. Calmly, he said, "The Sword Rain King has already sent for reinforcements. What about you? Aren't you going to call for help?"

"Uh..."

The complexions of the crowd changed at once.

The smug look on the Sword Rain King's face instantly crumbled; he thought Xiao Yi hadn't seen through his strategy, only to realize Xiao Yi was already holding the winning cards. With a conflicted look on his face, the Sword Rain King coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Zhenguo must be joking..."

"What the Sword Rain King said is right; Xiao Zhenguo might have misunderstood!"

The crowd quickly chimed in.

"Misunderstood?"

The smile on Xiao Yi's face gradually faded as he pointed to Tong Yao and the others, quivering with fear, and to the boy who had been drained of all his blood and lay as a cold corpse on the floor by the actions of the Sword Rain King and his men. Xiao Yi had not expected them to be so ruthless, consuming a living human's blood upon their first strike, and thus he was too late to save the boy.

Looking at the cold corpse, the murderous intent in his heart blazed fiercely like wild flames.

Swish!

Xiao Yi casually struck towards the face of the young man who had just claimed that everything was a misunderstanding.

Slap!

In the crisp sound of a slap,

the young man's face still wore a smile of presumption, but his head had turned a full ten rotations on his neck, hanging by a mere flap of skin.

Thump!

The young man lay on the ground, lifeless.

Hiss!

People like Sword Rain King, Zhao Qian Sun, and others couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Boom!

Sword Rain King slammed his hands on the armrests and glared angrily, "Xiao Zhenguo, this is Sword King Province, you kill a man before the Governor without a second word, don't you think you are disrespecting me too much!"

Zhao Qian Sun's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "Xiao Zhenguo, we will report this matter to His Majesty. You take lives so lightly, even with your great merits, you must pay the price for this!"

Facing their scolding and roars,

Xiao Yi remained expressionless, simply stating, "I know that each of you has some communication artifacts more or less. I'll give you ten breaths to call for help; after ten breaths, I will start killing all of you!"

"What did you say?"

"Xiao Yi, do you really think you can do as you please?"

"The Daqian Dynasty is not for you alone to dictate..."

The crowd roared in anger.

Xiao Yi calmly counted, "Seven breaths left!"

"Six!"

"Five..."

Xiao Yi's voice seemed like a soul-harvesting curse, causing everyone's complexion to turn pale. As the countdown drew shorter, a sense of impending death enveloped them. They exchanged glances, seeing the terror in each other's eyes, and quickly took out their Tokens.

To send messages to their respective families.

Suddenly,

the entire main city of Sword King Province was thrown into chaos.

Within each of the grand family mansions, strong presences soared into the sky one after another, with continuous roars, "I want to see who dares to touch a member of the Zhao Family!"

"No matter who it is, if they dare to harm my son, they have only one path: death!"

"Everyone, follow me..."

Meanwhile, back at the Governor's residence,

Xiao Yi counted down to one, then looked up at Sword Rain King and the others, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Time's up, it seems everyone who should be notified has been notified. Then I won't waste anymore time!"

Swish!

Sword lights suddenly burst forth from within him.

Under the sweep of the terrifying sword lights,

several dozen strong men were sent flying into the air, with the cold sword light sweeping across their necks.

For a moment...

Blood soared.

Heads tumbled!

In the hall, the remaining few, like Zhao Qian Sun and Sword Rain King, were cowering in a corner, looking at Xiao Yi with terrified faces, "Don't, don't, don't come any closer..."

Xiao Yi, expressionless, advanced with his sword.

But just then...

Someone suddenly tugged at the hem of his garment, and with a puzzled look, Xiao Yi saw the intelligent face of Tong Zhan looking up at him.

Xiao Yi paused, puzzledly looking at him.

Tong Zhan's eyes held firm determination and resolve, as he gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, I want to kill, can you teach me how?"