Mingshe Xie's words caused an uproar.
Of course, most of it was anger and hostility. Where had this vermin come from? He disregarded a nation's imperial authority, openly intending to install a puppet and replace the foundation of the state. His tone was far too arrogant.
"What rules? Do you really think you're somebody? Dare say such things in the Fire Kingdom, and neither heaven nor earth will have a place for you!" a Marquis shouted. He drew his bow, nocking a special arrow to aid the Fire Emperor.
This was a specially made arrow, fashioned from an enormous feather. It was a special Treasure Tool refined by the Fire Kingdom's Sacrificial Spirit, a powerful weapon that guarded the Imperial City. It could pierce vicious beasts and slay Marquises.
Even against Mingshe Xie, it could inflict considerable damage.
When refining this Treasure Tool, the Fire Kingdom's Sacrificial Spirit had considered that it might one day be used against enemy Venerables. Thus, it bore special runes-a killing domain capable of shaking a Venerable.
Everything happened swiftly. The instant the arrow shot out, heaven and earth lost their color, and the void shuddered. Dazzling runic light completely enveloped Mingshe Xie's path.
Unfortunately, before the specially made arrow could approach, the fluctuations from the Saint-Splitting Flag blocked it.
"A clown capering on a stage." Mingshe Xie's gaze was icy. He was about to activate the Saint-Hunting Banner and teach the archer a lesson in blood when an unexpected change occurred.
Divine radiance surged, like towering waves crashing against the shore, and a new, tremendous pressure appeared.
These were the power fluctuations of a Venerable, and they seemed even stronger than Mingshe Xie's aura. This was certainly no ordinary individual.
Moreover, a ball of light inexplicably appeared in the sky, like a second sun,