Feng Yiming Enters the Imperial Capital

Jiang Liushi was strangled to death by Li Bieli just like that. No one even had a chance to react.

"You wretch!" Jiang Heng, the Patriarch of Prince Jiang's family, finally lost his temper. He stamped his foot and appeared before Li Bieli, then swung a fist at his face with the force of a raging flood. The space around them was instantly compressed to a standstill by the immense power. He had clearly gone for the kill.

Li Bieli sneered and stood perfectly still, raising a hand to catch Jiang Heng's fist.

"Boom!"

A colossal sonic boom shattered everything.

"Vmmm—"

The surrounding defensive arrays erupted one after another, then shattered. The servants nearby, too weak to withstand the force, were flung away and slammed into the walls. They fell to the ground, groaning and wailing. Some were even killed outright by the shock waves, lying motionless on the ground.

Jiang Heng looked surprised. He hadn't expected Li Bieli to have reached such a level of cultivation—to catch his full-strength punch without suffering the slightest injury.

But as the Patriarch of Prince Jiang's family, Jiang Heng had seen plenty. He wasn't frightened into submission; instead, he tried to use a deft twist to wrench his fist free. The next moment, however, he realized that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free of Li Bieli's grip.

"Spirit Saint Realm!" Jiang Heng finally blurted out, unable to contain his shock.

The Spirit Saint Realm was the highest level one could reach beneath the Immortal Realm. Before the Mysterious Bookstore had completed the Heavenly Dao, Spirit Saints had been the most powerful beings on the Azure Dragon Continent. In the more than five thousand years since the Twelve Kings of Great Chu had followed Emperor Chu the Conqueror in founding