"The matter of today was explained to me by Lord Qin before we came here."
In my opinion, all the trouble started because of Zhang Yu, the bastard son of the Zhang Family.
This child lacks virtue and gratitude; he is truly the root of all evil.
"Since I have a prior relationship with the Zhang and Qin families, I cannot stand idly by."
His gaze was like lightning, locking onto Zhang Yu as if delivering a verdict:
"How about this, I'll set some rules."
I will cripple Zhang Yu's Cultivation and then take him to the Marquis Yong'an's Estate.
Whether he lives or dies, whether he is torn apart or not, the decision will be made when the Old Marquis returns.
As for the rest, that depends on the wishes of the Old Marquis and the royal family; I will not interfere further.
These words were spoken casually, yet they were incredibly domineering.
He immediately labeled the whole thing as Zhang Yu's fault.
Moreover, he even went so far as to overstep his bounds and clean house for the Zhang Family.
This isn't setting rules; it's a direct verdict, and it completely disregards the Imperial Family and Emperor Xiao Zhengfeng!
"Jian Wuwei."
Xiao Zhengfeng finally lost his temper, and shouted to stop him in a deep voice, his face ashen.
"This is a matter for the court of our Great Wei. Whether he is guilty or not, and how to deal with him, is a matter for the law of the land and for me to decide."
Even though you are Grandmaster, you should still know the rules.
Xiao Zhengfeng's words were already quite harsh. As a martial arts Grandmaster, you have no right to overstep your bounds and interfere, much less make decisions for the royal family.
However, Jian Wuwei merely scoffed and didn't even glance at Xiao Zhengfeng.
His gaze remained fixed on Zhang Yu, carrying a condescending indifference and a subtle, almost imperceptible, shrewd glint, as if he were eyeing prey.
"Rule?
Faced with absolute power, rules are meant to be broken.
His tone was calm, yet it only amplified his arrogance:
"The Xiao Family has Grandmaster, and I know about that old man Xiao Xuan."
But now that I, Jian Wuwei, have spoken, this matter is settled.
Emperor Xiao Family, I advise you not to make a mistake for yourself.
"You--!"
Xiao Zhengfeng, his heart churning with rage.
As the ruler of a nation, when had he ever been so openly despised and threatened?
But Jian Wuwei's undisguised Grandmaster aura made him feel powerless.
The other party truly didn't take him, the emperor, seriously.
Qin Xuehua, Zhang Heng, Zhang Wanning were so excited they were almost fainting.
Although they had hoped that Jian Wuwei could exert pressure, they never dared to imagine that Jian Wuwei so "powerful" and so tough.
This isn't applying pressure; it's clearly providing strong support and protection.
And they want to cripple Zhang Yu right off the bat and then take him to his father-in-law (Zhang Yuanfeng) for judgment?
This is simply the most perfect and satisfying way to handle things.
That little bastard Zhang Yu is dead meat.
A venomous gleam of pleasure even flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, as if he could already see Zhang Yu's Cultivation crippled and his miserable state of being worse than dead in front of his grandfather.
Jian Wuwei ignored the Imperial Family members who were trembling with anger.
He lifted his foot and walked step by step toward Zhang Yu.
"Kid,"
Jian Wuwei stared at Zhang Yu, his voice icy:
"You are nothing but a bastard of the Zhang Family, of impure blood. The Zhang Family raised you for many years, yet instead of repaying their kindness, you colluded with outsiders, framed your birth mother, and harmed your brothers and sisters. You are utterly heartless and despicable, and your crimes are unforgivable."
He directly accused Zhang Yu of a whole host of crimes, including "bastard," "ungrateful," "framing," and "harming."
"Today, on behalf of the Zhang Family and on behalf of Heaven, I hereby cripple your Cultivation. You should have no complaints."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Jian Wuwei's eyes, and he hesitated no longer.
He raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers joined together, and a sharp, cold light suddenly gathered at the tip of his finger, almost Void Breaker.
If this finger strike lands, Zhang Yu's hard-earned Cultivation will vanish instantly, and his Dantian may even be damaged, leaving him a cripple for life.
"Jian Wuwei, how dare you?"
Xiao Zhengfeng flew into a rage and slammed his fist on the table.
He never expected Jian Wuwei so brazen, actually daring to lay such a deadly hand on Zhang Yu in the Heavenly Prison, right in front of the Imperial Family.
This is not only a slap in the face to the royal family, but also a complete disregard for Imperial Authority.
"Protect His Your Majesty! Stop him!"
The Imperial Family experts, including Prince Jing, Prince Qi, and Xiao Fenghua, were also filled with rage.
Amidst the angry shouts, several figures simultaneously sprang up, each Supreme Lore, attacking Jian Wuwei from different directions in an attempt to stop his finger strike.
In an instant, the wind howled, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and fist shadows overlapped. Several experts at the Innate Realm joined forces to deliver a devastating blow.
However, faced with this overwhelming attack that would have thrown even an ordinary Innate Peak cultivator into a frenzy, Jian Wuwei didn't even turn his head. He merely snorted coldly and casually swung his wide left sleeve forward.
Call--!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only an invisible wall of energy, condensed to its extreme, appeared out of thin air and pushed forward like a tsunami!
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Several muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
All the Imperial Family experts who made their moves, including Prince Jing, Prince Qi, and Xiao Fenghua, felt an irresistible and terrifying force crashing into their attacks. This not only instantly shattered their all-out strikes, but the remaining force also severely impacted them.
"Puff--!"
"Ugh!"
Several figures flew back at an even faster speed than they had come, crashing heavily into the hard walls or fences of the Heavenly Prison.
Everyone's face was deathly pale, they coughed up blood, their breath was weak, and their eyes were filled with horror and resentment.
Even Cultivation most powerful Prince Qi was not spared; blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered backward, his internal organs already injured.
Although Xiao Zhengfeng did not directly attack, he was still hit by the aftershocks of the energy, causing his Qi and Blood and qi to churn and his face to become even more pale.
This is the power of Grandmaster!
The saying "Below the Grandmaster, all are ants" is no exaggeration.
This is a difference in the level of life and the essence of power!
"Overestimating oneself."
Jian Wuwei uttered four words indifferently, his tone filled with disdain.
He didn't even glance at the Imperial Family experts he had casually repelled, as if he had merely brushed away a few annoying flies.
His gaze fell on Zhang Yu again, and his two fingers, joined together, continued their momentum, now less than three feet away from Zhang Yu's Dantian!
However, just as Jian Wuwei's deadly finger was about to strike Zhang Yu's dantian at the critical moment—
"Jian Wuwei, your insolence will not be tolerated in my Royal Heavenly Prison."
A hoarse yet incredibly powerful roar, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, suddenly resounded within the Heavenly Prison.
With this angry shout, an elderly man dressed in a bright yellow robe with dragon patterns appeared in front of Zhang Yu as if by teleportation.
It was none other than Xiao Family Xiao Xuan, the Old Ancestor of the Xiao family and one of the three Grandmasters of the Wei Kingdom.
Xiao Xuan's appearance came without warning and was incredibly fast.
His face was cold and stern, his eyes flashing with a cold light. Facing Jian Wuwei's extremely sharp finger, he did not choose to dodge or block, but instead threw a punch directly.
This punch, simple and unadorned, without any fancy moves, contained terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering cities.
Wherever the fist passed, the air exploded with a sound of unbearable pressure, and a faint Golden Light flowed on the fist, as if a real dragon was awakening and roaring!
"Dragon Emperor Breaks the Army Fist!"
Xiao Xuan shouted in a low voice, his fist striking out like a dragon!
Bang--!
Fist to fist!
There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, only a muffled thud that made everyone's heart skip a beat.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shockwave, visible to the naked eye, erupted outwards from the point where the two men's fists met!
The hard bluestone floor inside the Heavenly Prison cracked inch by inch, with fragments of stone shooting out.
The surrounding Black Iron fence emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and cracks appeared on the walls.
Those who were closer, including Qin Xuehua and Zhang Heng, were blown about by the dissipating energy, their Qi and Blood churning, even with black-armored guards blocking their way.
Xiao Zhengfeng, Prince Jing, and the others also changed their expressions slightly, and they all used their internal energy to resist the terrible aftershocks.
In the arena, Xiao Xuan and Jian Wuwei, one old and one young, one using fists and the other using fingers, were locked in a stalemate.
The two people's True Qi surged around them, forming two completely different force fields that collided and squeezed each other, making a "hissing" sound.
The Golden Light from Xiao Xuan's fist clashed fiercely with the cold glint from Jian Wuwei's fingertips, neither giving way.
In just one exchange, the terrifying power of the two Grandmasters, enough to shake mountains, was already clearly revealed!
Xiao Xuan's beard and hair fluttered slightly as he glared at Jian Wuwei and said in a deep voice:
"Jian Wuwei, do you think my Xiao Family has no one to rely on?"
How dare they lay such a cruel hand on my family members in my Xiao Family's Heavenly Prison!
"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving easily."
Jian Wuwei withdrew his finger, took half a step back, shook his slightly numb finger, and revealed a smile of interest on his face.
His eyes blazed with fighting spirit.
"Xiao Xuan, you still dare to be arrogant in front of Great Grandmasters. You are just relying on the Heavenly Prison Grand Formation's ability to trap Grandmasters and think that you can fight two against one by controlling the Grand Formation."
However, you shall test it today and see if the Heavenly Prison Grand Formation can still be used.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan's expression changed, and Zhang Yu also sensed something was amiss.
The Heavenly Prison Grand Formation seems to have suddenly malfunctioned.