One Beast Suppresses a Nation

"Powerful Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, I beg you, spare me! I wasn't the one who called people to kill you; it was, it was my uncle Prince Xue Xing! He was the one who sent them!"

Xue Beng had been worried just moments ago that if Prince Xue Xing were discovered, he would be ratted out, but when the moment actually arrived, he sold Prince Xue Xing out immediately. It was truly laughable.

"Heh, I knew it." Hearing this, Xiao Yu let out a cold snort. He had long suspected it was Prince Xue Xing; within the entire Heaven Dou Empire palace, who else would help Xue Beng? He simply hadn't been certain until now.

Now that he had Xue Beng's confession, he no longer had to worry about harming the innocent.

"Ao~" Xiao Yu let out a soft cry. Before Xue Beng could react, he was lifted by something unknown and suddenly found himself suspended in mid-air.

"Ah!!!" Xue Beng instinctively looked back, and upon seeing a massive soul beast staring at him with eyes full of murderous intent, he began to scream at the top of his lungs.

Xue Beng's screams tore through the night sky of the palace, acting like a signal that instantly ignited the dormant defensive forces of the Heaven Dou Empire!

"Audacious! What kind of monster dares to trespass into the forbidden palace grounds and hold a prince hostage!"

"Protect the Fourth Prince!!"

Several roars exploded like thunder, and immediately after, four figures radiating majestic soul power, with soul rings beneath their feet, shot into the sky from various parts of the palace like arrows released from a bow!

Their target was singular—the Holy Wing King, Xiao Yu, who was hovering in mid-air and radiating a terrifying pressure!

These four Soul Saints were at the level of Heaven Dou imperial retainers or commanders of the Imperial Guard. They usually sat in command of the palace, and now that the core area was under attack and a prince had been captured, they were duty-bound to act.

The four of them unleashed their full soul power, the surging energy fluctuations churning the air and creating a powerful sense of oppression as they attempted to lock onto Xiao Yu.

However, when their gazes swept past Xiao Yu and saw Xue Beng—firmly gripped by Yu Yi's massive claws, suspended in the air, pale-faced, his pants soaked, and still screaming and struggling—all the thunderous attacks they had prepared were forcibly stuck in their throats!

"Damn it! The Fourth Prince is in its hands!"

"Careful! Don't accidentally hurt the Prince!"

"That giant green bird is holding the Prince! We can't attack it!"

They were caught in a dilemma! A massive problem instantly faced the four Soul Saints.

They could have launched a devastating attack on Xiao Yu without hesitation, but Yu Yi's position was too close to Xue Beng; any area-of-effect attack or residual energy wave could instantly tear the Fourth Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire into pieces! They could not afford that consequence.

The scene suddenly froze. The Soul Saints only dared to surround Xiao Yu and the others, but they dared not strike, fearing they would provoke Yu Yi, who was holding Xue Beng.

Gaze after gaze, filled with anger, apprehension, and anxiety, remained locked onto Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu hovered in the air, facing the pressure of the four Soul Saints, yet his eyes remained as cold as ten-thousand-year black ice, even carrying a hint of disdain.

"Humans," Xiao Yu's mental message was clearly transmitted to the four Soul Saints and the countless terrified guards and nobles watching from below.

"This person, Xue Beng, conspired with his uncle, Prince Xue Xing, to send Soul Emperors and Soul Kings to ambush the Royal Soul Beast Forest, intending to kill me and severely injure my companion. This is a blood feud!"

"The soul beast spoke!" Setting aside the matter of Xue Beng, the mere fact that Xiao Yu had spoken was enough to capture everyone's attention.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!" Someone exclaimed, and in an instant, all the nobles fell into a panic.

Only a dead soul beast was a good soul beast. No one could remain calm when suddenly facing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast; that was a powerful creature comparable to a Title Douluo.

And although their Heaven Dou Empire was an empire, they didn't even have a Title Douluo of their own, so it was no wonder they were panicked.

Soon, the vast majority of the nobles ran to the corners, only daring to watch quietly from a distance, terrified of dying at Xiao Yu's hands.

This allowed the soul masters who had come to guard the area to breathe a sigh of relief, but their expressions were even uglier.

The nobles could leave with peace of mind, but they dared not. They had their duties to fulfill, but this was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast; no matter how they looked at it, going up there was just asking for death.

However, what Xiao Yu had just said also caught their attention; it seemed this soul beast was here for revenge, so it probably wouldn't go on a killing spree.

"Today, I have come for this reason, to seek justice!" Xiao Yu's gaze swept over the Soul Saints surrounding him and finally landed on Xue Beng, who was being held by Yu Yi like a dead dog.

"Xue Beng has already confessed. Where is Prince Xue Xing? Have him come out to see me!"

Yu Yi felt the will of its King, and the sharp claws gripping Xue Beng tightened slightly. The sharp tips pierced through Xue Beng's luxurious princely attire and sank into his flesh; the excruciating pain made Xue Beng's screams even more shrill.

"Uncle! Save me! Uncle Xue Xing! Come out quickly! You were the one who did it! Save me!!"

The four Soul Saints' faces turned ashen, filled with both shock and rage.

They were shocked that it was a prince and his uncle who had attacked the Royal Forest and provoked such a terrifying soul beast, and they were enraged that the imperial family had lost all face by being cornered like this by a soul beast.

But they still dared not move! Xue Beng's life hung by a thread, and the strength and aura Xiao Yu displayed made them feel he was unfathomable.

"Someone, go and invite Prince Xue Xing here," one of the Soul Saints suddenly shouted. There was no other way to handle this now but to bring Prince Xue Xing; the one on the other side was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, after all.

On the other side, inside the Prince's Mansion, Prince Xue Xing had no idea that Xiao Yu would dare to break directly into the palace to find Xue Beng, nor did he expect Xue Beng to be so weak as to sell him out just like that.

At this moment, the Prince had just poured himself a cup of freshly brewed hot tea. The curling steam rose, seemingly dispelling the last trace of gloom in his heart.

A cold sneer even curled the corners of his lips: "Hmph, investigate? Let them investigate! I want to see what kind of mess they can dig up! Can they really turn the world upside down over a beast? Once the storm passes..."

He comfortably picked up the teacup, preparing to savor this moment of "peace."

Just as the teacup was about to touch his lips—

"Boom!" The gates of the Prince's Mansion were suddenly blasted open, and dozens of soldiers swarmed in.

"Who is it!" Prince Xue Xing put down his teacup in a huff. How dare they trespass into the Prince's Mansion? Were they tired of living?

But just as he stepped out of his study, those dozens of soldiers walked toward him.

"Soldiers? Who told you to come here?!" Prince Xue Xing was taken aback when he saw they were soldiers.

At this moment, he thought of many things; could it be that he had been discovered?

However, meeting the gaze of those soldiers, he saw fear and unease in their eyes; it didn't seem to be what he had imagined.

The lead soldier stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, have you provoked a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? It is currently holding Prince Xue Beng hostage and is demanding that you go to it."