The disturbance here immediately drew a large number of guards, but Zhao Fu showed no fear whatsoever.
Zhao Fu would have no trouble dealing with a thousand City Lords alone, but fighting an entire nation by himself would be difficult. A nation possessed not only a Nation-Guarding Artifact, but also officials and legions. If they joined forces, Zhao Fu naturally would not be able to defeat them.
However, foreign nations were now invading. Lelai Kingdom's City Lords and main forces had been forcibly drawn away by the foreign powers, leaving very few defenders behind, and their strength was not particularly high. Thus, Zhao Fu naturally had no reason to fear.
Watching the guards outside about to charge in, Zhao Fu calmly waved a hand. A Black Dragon-Pattern Shield spread outward, covering the entire hall and isolating the group of soldiers outside.
Zhao Fu then walked toward the bound imperial clan members. Those imperial clan members grew frightened, as it was obvious that Zhao Fu intended to do something to them.
And Zhao Fu indeed intended to do something. Arriving before them, he stretched out a hand, and a tremendous force struck their chests. The few of them violently spat out blood as several City Lord Seals emerged from within them. Zhao Fu struck again, and an even more immense force hit them.
The few of them spat out another great mouthful of blood, their spirits instantly withering as they collapsed powerlessly onto the ground. Their faces were filled with furious hatred as they glared at Zhao Fu, wishing they could slice him into a thousand pieces.
Zhao Fu's first strike had forced out their City Lord Seals, while the second had crippled their cultivation. Then, Zhao Fu took out several tiny black worms as thin as threads. They were Brain