Sikong Jing had beaten Su Yun's maids and servants before, which was understandable. They were all weak, but the people from the Su family's Disciplinary Hall were its elite. He had actually beaten them too?
When had his illness been cured?
Su Zhengtao, who had been sitting there as if everything were under control, had stood up at some point. He stared fixedly at Sikong Jing in the hall. Everything had happened too quickly; by the time he had reacted, the fight was already over.
What confused him even more was that Sikong Jing's aura was only at the third level of the Bright Realm.
The gap between cultivation levels was hard to overcome. Fighting across ranks was harder still, especially when Sikong Jing faced more than a dozen elite members of the Su family who were two levels above him.
Yet he had won. Now Sikong Jing stood below the hall, gripping the execution baton, utterly imperious!
Then Sikong Jing slowly closed his eyes again, comprehending the true qi within his body.
He couldn't help marveling: the Emperor-Slaying Prison-Breaking Art really was powerful!
Before, he could have won at the third level of the Bright Realm too, but he never could have crushed his opponents so effortlessly. It was as if the true qi of the Emperor-Slaying Prison-Breaking Art had stirred the blood in his body, which was still boiling furiously.
"How dare you! You insignificant criminal, you actually dare to wreak havoc in the Su family's Disciplinary Hall?"
At last, Su Yun snapped out of her disbelief and shrieked, "Father, kill him!"
A cold glint flickered in Su Zhengtao's eyes. It seemed this criminal had been no ordinary man before he was sent to prison.
But now he had been exiled, and the Lord of Yunzhou had deliberately arranged his marriage to an ugly woman. He had no backing at all.
With that thought, true qi surged from Su Zhengtao, and in an instant he reached the Dark Realm.
"Su Yuexi's husband has openly wreaked havoc in the Su family's Disciplinary Hall. Sentence him to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhengtao strode down from the Disciplinary Hall's interrogation platform, his Dark Realm true qi bearing down on Sikong Jing.
At the same time, Sikong Jing opened his eyes and met his gaze.
No matter how powerful the Emperor-Slaying Prison-Breaking Art was, it was impossible for someone at the third level of the Bright Realm to overcome an entire major realm. But don't forget: Sikong Jing was an invincible divine general. The killing intent he had forged across countless battlefields... was still there!
He was completely certain he could kill Su Zhengtao, though he would pay a terrible price.
But Sikong Jing had seen every kind of situation. He had fought countless life-and-death battles on the killing fields, so he didn't flinch. Clutching the execution baton, he strode toward Su Zhengtao, his killing intent surging like a raging tide.
Boom...
The next second, he charged into the fourth level of the Bright Realm.
Unfortunately, there had been too little time. Give him a little longer, and killing Su Zhengtao would be as easy as reaching into a bag to grab something.
"What do we do? He can't win. He'll die!"
Su Yuexi knew exactly how strong her second uncle was. She was frantic, but she couldn't get involved—not even move.
The true qi of her second uncle, Su Zhengtao, kept forcing her back.
At this critical moment, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out from outside the door. "Second brother, do you have no shame, bullying a junior?"
At the sound of that voice, Su Yuexi shuddered and whipped around toward the entrance of the Disciplinary Hall.
A pale middle-aged man stood outside, leaning on a cane as he tremulously made his way in.
Su Yuexi cried out in delight, "Father!"
She hurried over and helped the middle-aged man. He was none other than Su Yuexi's father, Su Zhenglong.
At the same time, the true qi around Su Zhengtao froze. He stopped advancing on Sikong Jing and narrowed his eyes at Su Zhenglong.
After a long while, Su Zhengtao finally asked, "Elder brother, what brings you here?"
Shouldn't his elder brother still be lying in bed?
Everyone in the Su family knew that ever since the battle ten years ago, Su Yuexi's father, Su Zhenglong, had never recovered from his serious injuries. He often fell unconscious and had no strength to manage family affairs.
Otherwise, even the household servants wouldn't have dared insult his daughter, Su Yuexi.
But why had he come at such a critical moment?
Su Zhenglong leaned on Su Yuexi at the entrance, still panting for breath, but a trace of scorn appeared on his face.
"I heard my honest second daughter had killed a wicked servant, and the news delighted me so much that I came to take a look."
"I never expected to arrive just in time to see you bullying a junior, Second Brother. What a delightful surprise."
Every word Su Zhenglong spoke dripped with mockery.
Su Zhengtao's expression darkened further. He said coldly, "Elder brother, you jest. As the head of the Su family's Disciplinary Hall, I'm apprehending the wretch who openly wreaked havoc here—your son-in-law, the convict."
The two brothers had exchanged only a few words, yet they were already at each other's throats.
Su Zhenglong shrugged. "You're still bullying a junior... and it seems you're bullying my daughter, too?"
At that last sentence, his pale face turned grim, and cold light flashed in his eyes.
"What if my daughter, Su Zhenglong's daughter, took a pig from the family? So what if she killed a wicked servant who dared insult her?"
"Of course, you're the head of the Disciplinary Hall. You can enforce the family rules."
"But before you put my daughter on trial, did you ask me? Did you notify me? Second brother, your elder brother isn't dead yet."
His words rang out with force. Su Zhenglong's body suddenly straightened, and true qi surged from him. In the blink of an eye, he reached the Dark Realm—and that wasn't all. His aura kept climbing, all the way into the Human Realm!
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