The middle-aged man had a stern face and piercing eyes.
With every step he took, ripples spread through the space beneath his feet, as though he were walking on water.
Without an artifact or a supernatural power, his mere physical movement made the spatial structure of the entire hall groan under the strain.
Yu Xuan.
The Yu Clan Royal Clan's strongest player in the Yang God World, a Half-Step Shattering the Vacuum cultivator, and the king of the Yu Kingdom.
He walked to the throne, turned, and sat down. His gaze swept over those below as he said impassively, "Tell me. What should we do?"
Yu Tianhai stepped forward first and saluted with cupped hands. "Your Majesty, we believe we should muster every expert in the kingdom and use the Imperial Heaven-Suppressing Formation of the Divine Capital of Heavenly Yu to fight Wang Xuan to the death!
"Our Yu Kingdom has thirteen provinces, dozens of human immortals, and over a hundred ghost immortals. With Your Majesty's Half-Step Shattering the Vacuum cultivation as well, why should we fear a single man?"
Yu Wenyuan immediately objected. "Your Majesty, we must not! The clan has long since agreed that anyone who encounters that man may withdraw unconditionally. We should leave the Great Chiliocosm World immediately and preserve our strength!"
"Preserve our strength?" Yu Tianhai laughed in fury. "By preserving our strength, do you mean disgracing the entire Yu Clan Royal Clan in the plot world? Making us a laughingstock for the other royal clans?"
"Which matters more, our dignity or our lives?"
"Without dignity, what is the point of living?"
"You!"
"Enough."
Yu Xuan spoke again.
This time, he slowly raised a hand.
That simple motion abruptly froze the space within the hall.
Everyone's voice was forcibly cut off, as though an invisible