The Wang Family Young Emperor barked in a low voice. The great halberd in his hand gleamed, radiating light that pierced the void.
He himself was dazzling beyond compare. Merely standing there, he seemed like a born god of war, his presence striking awe into the eight wildernesses.
Countless young prodigies turned their eyes toward him, inwardly marveling. The Immortal Wang Family had nurtured an unrivaled prodigy, pouring resources into him and letting him choose freely from its Divine Weapons and Treasures.
With him picking up equipment along the way and his fortune overflowing at every turn, it was hardly surprising that he had reached such heights.
"Ye Tian, I warn you: do not lay a hand on a member of my Wang Family."
"Otherwise..."
Yet while Wang Tengfei was issuing his warning, Ye Tian ignored him and even spoke with a contemptuous smile.
"Heh, otherwise what? A dog dares to bark and snarl in front of me!"
As his words fell, Ye Tian casually flung his arm, sending Wang Yu flying. Wang Yu smashed a deep crater into the Black Tortoise Platform, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth as though it cost him nothing.
His clothes were torn to shreds, a stark contrast to how he had looked upon arriving.
"Young Master Ye, you're courting death!"
"Have I given you too much face?"
Wang Tengfei roared in fury, his gaze as sharp as a blade. Great halberd in hand, he descended from his war chariot and swung his weapon. Wind and clouds shifted as Firmament Martial Movement unleashed extraordinary, terrifying combat power.
Below the Black Tortoise Platform, the young prodigies were all astonished. They had long heard tales of the Wang Family Young Emperor.
The Wang Family patriarch, in particular, had loudly proclaimed, "My son Wang Tengfei