Jian Yin fixed the others with an icy stare, killing intent rolling off him in waves. "You're courting death!"
The others erupted with powerful auras as well, whipping up a gale that blasted outward in every direction. They looked at Jian Yin without the slightest trace of fear.
Xiong Xiao said coldly, "Do you think we're afraid of you?"
The two sides confronted each other with immense momentum, making even the air seem heavier and causing the onlookers to feel an involuntary chill of fear.
Jian Yin stared coldly at those before him, one hand gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist. The battle was on the verge of erupting at any moment.
Boom!
A vast imperial aura poured down from above like a raging flood, drowning everyone below. The faces of all present changed as though their bodies had plunged into icy water. Fear rose within them, and they all turned to look at Zhao Fu upon the throne.
Zhao Fu's face was filled with anger as well. Those people had shown him far too little respect. He said, "If you wish to fight, leave Great Qin at once."
If not for the fact that the forces behind them were all kingdom-level factions, Zhao Fu would already have taken action to teach them a lesson.
Only then did Jian Yin and the others realize that they were still in Great Qin's imperial court, within another faction's territory. They restrained themselves and dispersed their auras.
However, they were genuinely surprised this time. They had long heard that the Great Qin Imperial Prince was powerful, yet had never seen him in person. Now that they had experienced it firsthand, they found that he truly was formidable. No one present was his match.
At the same time, Zhao Fu gave