My Lord, Please Stop—You Cannot Kill an Imperial Prince

My Lord, Please Stop—You Cannot Kill an Imperial Prince

In full view of the imperial family.

He had forcibly killed Yu Luomian of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

This was not merely an open declaration of war against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—it was also a vicious slap across the Heaven Dou Empire's face.

A noble title!

Yu Luomian now held an imperial title.

My lord had acted too impulsively!

Was he going to force Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire into openly tearing apart all pretense?

Su Su broke out in a cold sweat. The Spirit Hall soul masters around her stared with eyes wider than the last, each of them swallowing nervously and not daring to make a sound.

"Bastard!"

Xue Beng suddenly bellowed in fury. "You dare kill an Imperial Count! Spirit Hall, are you trying to rebel?!"

Having watched the three elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan be killed one after another, Xue Beng's heart was filled with fear as well.

But he was, after all, an Imperial Prince. His status was right there for all to see; no matter what, the other party would not dare touch him.

Not even the Pope of Spirit Hall would dare!

Even if he came, he would have to rein in his arrogance by a measure!

"Rebel? Rebel against whom?"

Chen Changfeng snorted coldly, spun around, and with a swish pointed the Destruction Scepter directly at Xue Beng's face. Without giving Xue Beng time to react, he went straight to the point. "Now it's your turn. I have three questions that require answers."

"First, has the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan already joined the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Second, what intelligence does the Heaven Dou imperial family possess regarding the two Spirit Hall branch halls destroyed in the border cities?"

"Third, state the purpose of your trip to the Star Luo Empire."

Chen Changfeng did not speak quickly, but every word was incomparably cold.

That icy presence and those words were like sharp blades lodged in their hearts, leaving them unable to breathe.

Whether it was Xue Beng, Xue Xing, Su Su, or the Spirit Hall soul masters around them, they all felt the same thing.

It was as though those frigid words had pierced their hearts, making them shudder with dread.

M-My lord!

What did it mean for him to press his scepter against Prince Xue Beng's face? Surely he did not dare kill an Imperial Prince too?

Su Su gulped and unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. He could not kill him! If he did, all of Douluo Continent would be thrown into upheaval. She could only hope he was merely frightening him; otherwise, even if the Pope came, there would be no way to settle this.

"Sir! How dare you!"

Prince Xue Xing was horrified. He had never expected Chen Changfeng to dare point his scepter at Xue Beng. His expression immediately darkened as he fixed Chen Changfeng with murderous eyes. "Hmph! Do you know what it means when they say, 'Under heaven, there is no land that does not belong to the king'?"

In an instant, the atmosphere throughout the mountain ravine plummeted.

Su Su's brows furrowed as a sense of foreboding rose within her. No matter how mild-tempered an imperial prince might be, he was still a prince. He would never permit any person or force to stand above the empire. My lord's actions now were no different from disregarding Heaven Dou's imperial authority. Just as she had feared from the beginning, imperial authority was quick to anger.

After all, nobility was not merely a high-ranking title. It also symbolized that, so long as one was born here, one was the master of this land—a person willing to sacrifice part of their humanity for greater wealth and social standing.

"Those who offend the majesty of the empire shall be executed!"

Prince Xue Xing spoke again, his icy voice piercingly harsh. "This prince does not care whether you come from Spirit Hall, but a force is merely a force. Human strength has its limits. Heaven Dou commands millions of mighty soldiers; any powerful force can be crushed with a wave of imperial authority. No matter how exalted your position in Spirit Hall may be, once the empire is enraged, you will certainly be eliminated!"

The majesty of the empire.

This was the majesty of the empire.

Prince Xue Xing's words struck directly at the heart, while also laying bare the ruthlessness of this imperial society. Could an Imperial Prince be killed simply because you were powerful?

A price had to be paid.

A life for a life?

Faced with Prince Xue Xing's imperial pressure, Su Su already felt that this matter could no longer be resolved. Trembling all over, she reminded him, "M-My lord, let's leave. Do not ruin your own future."

Su Su was afraid.

For a Soul Emperor, this truly went beyond her limits.

Commoners did not contend with power. That was an unchanging rule since ancient times. They could not afford such a struggle; not only would they lose their lives and possessions, but their entire families would be implicated, dragging even more people into it.

Chen Changfeng said nothing.

He merely continued to pressure Prince Xue Beng, who was breaking out in cold sweat.

The Destruction Aura also began to rise silently.

"To oppose imperial authority will only result in more people dying because of you. After such an impulsive act, do you now feel even a trace of regret?" Seeing Chen Changfeng remain silent, Prince Xue Xing opened his mouth with a heart-piercing accusation.

Chen Changfeng smiled faintly, as though he had not heard Prince Xue Xing's threat at all.

Yet his deep violet eyes remained fixed on Xue Beng, who was on the verge of losing his wits. Not a trace of an Imperial Prince's bearing remained.

By now, Xue Beng's heart had long since collapsed and shattered.

At that moment, he too experienced what eternal destruction meant. He finally understood what the three elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had just gone through. The process of waiting to be destroyed felt as though an entire century had passed.

That smile before him was a nightmare incarnate in his eyes.

"One!"

"Two!"

Chen Changfeng suddenly began counting, causing Xue Beng's pupils to widen little by little.

Was this a countdown to death?

Yu Luomian had just died like this.

The defenses in Xue Beng's heart completely crumbled.

Xue Beng: "Y-You... what are you doing? You wouldn't dare! I-I... I really don't know anything!"

Chen Changfeng: "Three! You won't talk? Then you'll never have to talk again!"

Xue Beng's pupils shrank violently, and his heart lurched. He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, wanting to burst into tears—but he could not do it at all.

He could only watch as that violet light pierced through his heart at an unhurried pace.

With a soft rip.

Countless unprepared hearts tightened.

A scene that left countless people stunned and their scalps numb unfolded before their eyes. They watched Chen Changfeng's Destruction Scepter pierce through Xue Beng's chest as easily as stabbing tofu, then swiftly pull back out.

Dead silence.

Almost everyone found it difficult to breathe. It was as though they had fallen into a dream, and none of them dared believe their own eyes.

An instant kill?!

He had instantly killed an Imperial Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire?!

The scene before them had happened in an instant, yet everyone felt as though time itself had been stretched out.

"Why? How dare you?" Xue Beng's eyes gradually lost focus.

How dare he?

What was there not to dare?

Chen Changfeng did not answer his question. He merely gave Xue Beng one last indifferent glance.

Thud~

Xue Beng's body fell, his knees sinking into the charred ground. The lower half of his body remained kneeling while his upper body bent slightly forward, as though he had died on his knees.

He had indeed died kneeling.

And he had died kneeling before Chen Changfeng.

But it was not over yet. Chen Changfeng had not obtained the answer he wanted.

The Destruction Scepter turned again and silently pressed against Prince Xue Xing's chest. He did not want to repeat the same question a second time.

"Y-You know who I am?"

Though terrified out of his wits, Prince Xue Xing's authoritative air remained unchanged, and his threats did not lessen.

That was right. Empty threats were all he had left now.

Facing the threat, Chen Changfeng said calmly, "Prince Xue Xing, younger brother of Xue Ye and uncle of Xue Beng."

Prince Xue Xing's expression changed. "Who exactly are you?"

Chen Changfeng did not answer his question at all. He casually raised the Destruction Scepter and pressed it directly against Prince Xue Xing's chest. "Now, I ask! You answer!"

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