Chapter 104 No one can stop me today!
"How dare you, boy!"
"Stop!"
At this critical juncture, two furious roars exploded almost simultaneously from the high platform.
Boom! Boom!
Two incredibly vast auras instantly descended upon the square.
One was a bone-chillingly cold black sword qi—it was Sect Master Zhang Baizong of the Sword Burial Mound Sect taking action himself!
The other was a blood-colored palm print, violent as fire, coming from the silent grey-robed old man behind Prince Cao Fen—the Dao Protector of the Feather God Dynasty!
Bang! Bang!
Faced with the power of these two Martial Saint Realm experts, the two Chaos Spears Ye Haocheng had thrown did not shatter instantly, but they were knocked off course. They grazed the scalps of Prince Cao Fen and Saint Son Wang Shan before slamming into the formation barrier behind them, blasting two massive holes in it.
Having escaped death, Prince Cao Fen and Saint Son Wang Shan were drenched in cold sweat. They scrambled frantically to hide behind their respective elders.
"Ye Haocheng! You have a lot of nerve!"
Zhang Baizong flickered and appeared in front of Saint Son Wang Shan. He stared at Ye Haocheng with sinister eyes and barked a harsh reprimand:
"Martial arts competition is meant for exchange, not for killing! Since you have already defeated them, why did you still resort to such a vicious move? Such a ruthless heart is simply the conduct of the Demonic Path!"
"Exactly!" Prince Cao Fen's Dao Protector was also filled with killing intent. Protecting the shaken Prince Cao Fen, he said sinisterly, "To have such a heavy killing intent at such a young age—if you are allowed to grow, won't you bring chaos to the entire Eastern Continent? If we don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how high the heavens are!"
Zhang Baizong took a step forward, speaking with an air of righteous indignation: "Furthermore, Wang Shan is a Saint Son that my Sword Burial Mound Sect has put great effort into nurturing! You tried to kill my sect's Saint Son on our territory, right in front of this Sect Master. Do you have no respect for the Sword Burial Mound Sect? Do you have no regard for the rules?!"
The two of them played off each other, instantly pushing Ye Haocheng to the opposite side of morality and labeling him as 'ruthless and disrespectful to elders.'
On the main seat of the high platform.
Prince Chu Lie of the Great Chu Dynasty, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, finally stood up. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Ye Haocheng from his high position with a mocking sneer on his lips.
"Sect Master Zhang, why waste your breath on someone like this?"
"This Ye Haocheng is the remnant of that traitorous rebel, the Prince of Zhenbei! Flowing in his bones is the filthy and lowly blood of a rebel! This kind of person is an ungrateful white-eyed wolf by nature; killing is simply part of his character."
Chu Lie glanced at Zhang Baizong, sending a signal that only the two of them understood, and said leisurely:
"This boy dares to commit violence in broad daylight today; tomorrow he will dare to slaughter the world. Sect Master Zhang, in my opinion, it's better to take this opportunity to completely eradicate this scourge. Consider it a service to the cultivation world of our Eastern Continent!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience went into an uproar.
Although many cultivators felt that Ye Haocheng's strikes were indeed a bit heavy, the opponents had come before him to kill him—was he supposed to just stretch out his neck and let them?
However, hindered by the terrifying pressure of these three major powers, no one dared to stand up and say a single word of justice.
Hearing Chu Lie's words, a sharp light flashed in Zhang Baizong's eyes.
He was just worrying about not finding an excuse to eliminate this variable with terrifying potential. Now that the Great Chu Prince had personally handed him a knife, how could he not take it?
"The Prince is absolutely right."
The aura on Zhang Baizong's body began to climb steadily. The terrifying pressure of a peak Martial Saint Realm expert descended toward Ye Haocheng like Mount Tai pressing down.
"Ye Haocheng, since you are so stubborn, don't blame this Sect Master for carrying out justice on behalf of Heaven!"
Facing the encroachment of the three experts and the accusations that turned black into white.
Ye Haocheng, at the center of the pressure, suddenly began to laugh.
"Heh... Hahahaha!"
His laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into unrestrained, wild laughter. The laughter was filled with desolation and even more so with endless mockery.
"Carrying out justice on behalf of Heaven? Eliminating violence and bringing peace?"
Ye Haocheng abruptly stopped laughing and looked up. His eyes, which were originally clear, were now burning with the flames of madness. He pointed his finger, one by one, at Zhang Baizong, Chu Lie, and that Dao Protector.
"What a fine righteous sect! What a fine Imperial Prince! What fine sanctimonious senior experts!"
"Your skin is simply thicker than the ground of these Ten Thousand Sword Mountains!"
Ye Haocheng took a step forward, his aura increasing instead of decreasing. He pointed at Saint Son Wang Shan and Prince Cao Fen, who were hiding behind Zhang Baizong, and roared in anger:
"Just now, when the two of them joined forces to besiege me, every move aimed to kill me—where were you then?!"
"Why didn't you come out then to talk about 'stopping when appropriate'? Why didn't you come out to talk about 'ruthlessness'?!"
"Now that their skills are inferior and they've lost and are about to die, you jump out to talk to me about rules, about benevolence and righteousness?"
"Pah!"
Ye Haocheng spat hard, his voice exploding like thunder, echoing over the entire square:
"The magistrates are allowed to set fires while the commoners aren't allowed to light lamps! You group of hypocritical old dogs, you think you're worthy of lecturing me?!"
This tirade was a thorough scolding, leaving many people present trembling with fear.
Zhang Baizong and Chu Lie's faces instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. As high-ranking individuals for many years, when had they ever been called 'old dogs' to their faces?
"Impudent brat! You still dare to be stubborn when death is at your door!"
Zhang Baizong laughed from extreme anger. "I originally wanted to leave you an intact corpse, but now it seems you want your bones ground to dust and your ashes scattered!"
"Bones ground to dust and ashes scattered?"
Ye Haocheng's eyes were icy, and a cruel curve appeared on his lips. "Want to kill me? With you few rotten sweet potatoes and stinking bird eggs, I'm afraid you're not qualified!"
Before his voice finished falling, he suddenly turned around and roared toward the void:
"Leng Yi! Jin Daoming! Where are you?!"
This roar was like a military command, instantly piercing through the clouds.
Buzz—!
As his voice fell, the corner of the high platform that originally belonged to Ye Haocheng's camp suddenly twisted violently in space.
Two figures appeared out of thin air on either side of Ye Haocheng, as if they had teleported.
On the left was a man dressed in black, his face cold as ice, holding a pitch-black longsword. He radiated a deathly sword intent that made one's heart skip a beat. It was Leng Yi!
On the right was a man wearing a robe adorned with coins, but the sharp light that occasionally flashed in his squinted eyes made one dare not look him directly. It was Jin Daoming!
As soon as the two appeared, two terrifying auras that had also reached the peak of the Martial Saint Realm erupted!
Rumble!
Three pressures and two pressures collided fiercely in mid-air, and the resulting airwave even flipped over a corner of the stands at the edge of the square.
Seeing these two appear, the pupils of both Zhang Baizong and Chu Lie shrank violently.
Ye Haocheng paid no attention to the crowd's shock. He stared fixedly at Prince Cao Fen and Saint Son Wang Shan hiding in the back, his tone carrying an unquestionable dominance:
"Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill! It's useless even if the King of Heaven himself shows up!"
Crazy! Completely crazy!
Ye Haocheng was going to declare war on three top-tier powers in front of the whole world!