Li Xuancang returned to Yu Prefecture City and came to Shangguan Hong's side.
Bang!
He threw the chief and third chiefs onto the ground.
Their foundations had been destroyed and their meridians severed. They were no different from cripples, stripped of their former arrogance and ferocity, like two dogs with broken spines.
"Li Xuancang, why not kill us?"
The chief's eyes were bloodshot, his voice squeezed through clenched teeth. He only begged for a swift death.
"It was you, it was all of you..."
Li Xuancang did not answer, but Shangguan Hong's eyes flew wide open, his expression crazed.
"Ah!"
He completely lost his mind, pouncing on the two men and biting them without stop.
Li Xuancang did not interfere, allowing Shangguan Hong to vent his towering hatred and fury.
"Ah!"
Their screams rose without end as the chief and third chief suffered inhuman torment.
"Leave."
Li Xuancang led the others away, leaving Shangguan Hong alone to take his revenge.
At the same time, news spread rapidly that the Imperial Clan's ancestor had fallen, that Prince Fu had reached the Divine Repository Realm and commanded a large number of half-human, half-demon monsters—
—and that Prince Fu had given Peace Prefecture to the Barbarians. The news shook the world.
"How is that possible? What right did Prince Fu have to break through to the Divine Repository Realm?"
"Damn it! The Northern Liang Royal Residence has yet to be dealt with, and now Prince Fu's Residence has emerged. What are we supposed to do now?"
"Prince Fu's Residence has colluded with the Barbarians. The Barbarian army has already occupied Peace Prefecture. How are we supposed to respond?"
"..."
The powers of Great Yan were trapped in a gloomy predicament, and panic spread through their hearts.
Both the Northern Liang Royal Residence and