Great Emperor Scripture!
A slave demanded a Great Emperor Scripture from an Imperial Son!
Flame Liu Imperial Son's face turned livid.
He desperately wanted to rage, wanted to use the Flame Great Halberd to smash the lowly slave's head apart just as he had beaten Qing Yan to death, bursting it into a spray of blood.
Yet he did not dare.
It was not that he was unwilling, but that he truly could not win.
As Flame Liu Imperial Son fell silent, specks of bloody light bloomed around them. The surrounding aura gradually turned grim and frigid, freezing cold, while the thick, foul stench of blood nearly drowned the entire Crimson Imperial Palace.
The killing intent had almost solidified into reality.
"You cannot kill me."
"Blood River King."
Flame Liu Imperial Son struggled to breathe, forcing a mocking, contemptuous expression onto his face. He said disdainfully, "My father's protection is upon me. You, a mere lowly slave, cannot kill me!"
"Do you think you are Cang Kong?"
"Nothing but a slave!"
Upon hearing this, powerful slave clan members such as Demon Mountain lowered their heads still further.
An Imperial Son could not die by the hand of one who was not an Imperial Son.
This was the law of the Jiao Ming Domain.
It was not some rule written in law, but a terrifying power suppressing all things. No living being below the Great Emperor realm could resist it in the slightest.
"I know."
"Flame Liu, that is no secret."
Jiang Ding's expression remained calm. His Blood Red Long Sword had already been fully drawn, its tip angled toward the ground. He said lightly, "When I came here, I had already made every preparation."
"Either obtain the Great Emperor Scripture."
"Or let me witness the methods of a Great Emperor