Breaking the Deadlock

At the sight of this, Xuan Yuan Zhi, who was battling the eight clan heads, was instantly beside himself with rage.

The Fifth Prince was the Xuanyuan Imperial House's greatest genius and the heir to the next emperor. If the Fifth Prince died here, not only would Xuan Yuan Zhi gain no merit this time, he would also be punished. He simply could not explain himself to the Xuanyuan Emperor.

"You're courting death!"

Xuan Yuan Zhi's eyes turned scarlet. At this moment, how could he care about the rule that Gu Kings could not attack juniors? After blasting one person away, he charged toward Long Xuan like a madman.

"Hehe! Where do you think you're going? The greatest expert of the Xuanyuan Empire actually wants to attack a junior. Do you still want that old face of yours?"

The Jiang Clan head promptly blocked his path and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha... Is the Fifth Prince dead? Good death! A wonderful death! The Fifth Prince died by your hand. Let's see how you explain that when you return!"

Seeing the Fifth Prince slain, the Han Clan head was overjoyed and burst into laughter.

"You're all courting death! Die, all of you!"

Xuan Yuan Zhi lost his reason in fury, and his attacks surged another thirty percent. In his mad state, he made it difficult for the eight clan heads to withstand him.

Although there were eight of them, their strength had been weakened under the influence of the Xuanyuan Grand Formation. How could they possibly be Xuan Yuan Zhi's match?

If Xuan Yuan Zhi had not been confident of defeating them, he would never have boasted about taking on all eight alone.

The enraged Xuan Yuan Zhi quickly tore open a gap. Yet he seemed to regain his senses at this point.