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"The matter of today was explained to me by Lord Qin before we came here."

In my opinion, all the trouble started because of Zhang Yu, the bastard son of the Zhang family.

This child is neither virtuous nor grateful; he is truly the root of all evil.

Since I have a prior relationship with the Zhang and Qin families, I cannot stand idly by.

His gaze was like lightning, locking onto Zhang Yu as if delivering a verdict:

"How about this, I'll set some rules."

I will cripple Zhang Yu's cultivation and then take him to the Yong'an Marquis's residence.

Whether he lives or dies, whether he is torn apart or not, the decision will be made when the old Marquis returns.

As for the rest, that depends on the wishes of the old Marquis and the royal family; I will not interfere further.

These words were spoken casually, yet they were incredibly domineering.

He immediately labeled the whole thing as Zhang Yu's fault.

Moreover, he even went so far as to overstep his bounds and clean house for the Zhang family.

This is not setting rules, this is clearly a direct verdict, and it shows no regard for the royal family or Emperor Xiao Zhengfeng!

"Sword Without Action".

Xiao Zhengfeng finally lost his temper, and shouted to stop him in a deep voice, his face ashen.

"This is a matter for the court of our Great Wei. Whether he is guilty or not, and how to deal with him, is a matter for the law of the land and for me to decide."

Even though you are a grandmaster, you should still know the rules.

Xiao Zhengfeng's words were already quite harsh. As a martial arts master, you have no right to overstep your bounds and interfere, much less make decisions for the royal family.

However, Jian Wuwei merely scoffed and didn't even glance at Xiao Zhengfeng.

His gaze remained fixed on Zhang Yu, carrying a condescending indifference and a subtle, almost imperceptible glint of light, as if he were looking at prey.

"rule?

When faced with absolute power, rules are meant to be broken.

His tone was calm, yet it only amplified his arrogance:

"The Xiao family has a grandmaster, and I know about that old man Xiao Xuan."

But now that I, Jian Wuwei, have spoken, this matter is settled.

Emperor Xiao, I advise you not to make a mistake for yourself.

"you--!"

Xiao Zhengfeng was filled with anger, his heart churning with rage.

As the ruler of a country, when has he ever been so openly despised and threatened?

But Jian Wuwei's undisguised grandmaster aura made him feel powerless.

The other party truly didn't take him, the emperor, seriously.

Qin Xuehua, Zhang Heng, and Zhang Wanning were so excited they were almost fainting.

Although they had hoped that Jian Wuwei could exert pressure, they never dared to imagine that Jian Wuwei would be so "powerful" and so tough.

This isn't applying pressure; it's clearly providing strong support and protection.

Moreover, they wanted to cripple Zhang Yu right away and send him to his father-in-law (Zhang Yuanfeng) for punishment.

This is simply the most perfect and satisfying way to handle things.

That little bastard Zhang Yu is dead meat.

A hint of venomous pleasure even flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, as if he could already see Zhang Yu's cultivation being destroyed and his miserable state of being worse than dead in front of his grandfather.

Jian Wuwei ignored the royal family members who were trembling with anger.

He lifted his foot and walked step by step toward Zhang Yu.

"Kid,"

Jian Wuwei stared at Zhang Yu, his voice icy:

"You are a bastard of the Zhang family with impure blood. The Zhang family raised you for many years, but instead of repaying their kindness, you colluded with outsiders to frame your birth mother and harm your brothers and sisters. You are utterly heartless and your crimes are unforgivable."

He directly accused Zhang Yu of a host of crimes, including "bastard," "ungrateful," "framing," and "harming."

"Today, I act on behalf of the Zhang family and on behalf of Heaven to cripple your cultivation. You should have no complaints."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Jian Wuwei's eyes, and he hesitated no longer.

He raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and a sharp, cold light suddenly condensed at the tip of his finger, almost piercing the void.

If this finger strikes, Zhang Yu's hard-earned cultivation will vanish instantly, and his dantian may even be damaged, leaving him a cripple for life.

"Jian Wuwei, you dare?"

Xiao Zhengfeng flew into a rage and slammed his fist on the table.

He never expected Jian Wu to be so brazen, actually daring to lay such a deadly hand on Zhang Yu in the Heavenly Prison, right in front of the royal family.

This is not only a slap in the face to the royal family, but also a complete disregard for imperial authority.

"Protect His Majesty, stop him!"

The royal experts, including Prince Jing, Prince Qi, and Xiao Fenghua, were also filled with rage.

Amidst the angry shouts, several figures simultaneously sprang up, each unleashing their unique skills, attacking Jian Wuwei from different directions in an attempt to stop his finger strike.

In an instant, the wind howled, sword energy crisscrossed, and fist shadows overlapped. Several experts at the Innate Realm joined forces to deliver a devastating blow.

However, faced with this overwhelming attack that would have thrown even a typical peak-stage Innate Realm cultivator into a frenzy, Jian Wuwei didn't even turn his head. He merely snorted coldly and casually swung his wide left sleeve forward.

call--!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only an invisible wall of energy, condensed to the extreme, appeared out of thin air and pushed forward like a tsunami!

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

Several muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.

All the royal experts who made their moves, including Prince Jing, Prince Qi, and Xiao Fenghua, felt an irresistible and terrifying force crashing into their attacks. This not only instantly shattered their all-out strikes, but the remaining force also severely impacted them.

"puff--!"

"Ugh!"

Several figures flew back at an even faster speed than they had come, crashing heavily into the hard walls or fences of the prison.

Everyone's face was deathly pale, they were spitting blood, their breath was weak, and their eyes were filled with horror and resentment.

Even the most powerful Qi King was not spared; blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered backward, his internal organs already injured.

Although Xiao Zhengfeng did not directly attack, he was still hit by the aftershocks of the energy, causing his blood and qi to surge and his face to become even more unsightly.

This is the power of a grandmaster!

The saying "Below the master, all are ants" is no exaggeration.

This is a difference in the level of life and the essence of power!

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Jian Wuwei uttered four words indifferently, his expression full of disdain.

He didn't even glance at the royal experts he had casually repelled, as if he had merely brushed away a few annoying flies.

His gaze fell on Zhang Yu again, and his two fingers, joined together, continued their momentum, now less than three feet away from Zhang Yu's dantian!

However, just as Jian Wuwei's deadly finger was about to strike Zhang Yu's dantian at the critical moment—

"Jian Wuwei, your insolence will not be tolerated in my Royal Prison."

A hoarse yet incredibly powerful roar, like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly resounded within the prison.

With this angry shout, an old man dressed in a bright yellow robe with dragon patterns appeared in front of Zhang Yu as if by teleportation.

It was none other than Xiao Xuan, the patriarch of the Xiao family and one of the three grandmasters of the Wei Kingdom.

Xiao Xuan's appearance came without warning and was incredibly fast.

His face was cold and stern, and his eyes flashed with a cold light. Facing Jian Wuwei's extremely sharp finger, he did not choose to dodge or block, but instead threw a punch directly.

This punch, simple and unadorned, without any fancy moves, contained terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering cities.

Wherever the fist passed, the air exploded with a sound of being unable to bear the weight, and a faint golden light flowed on the fist, as if a real dragon was awakening and roaring!

"Dragon Emperor's Breaking Fist!"

Xiao Xuan shouted in a low voice, his fist striking out like a dragon!

boom--! ! !

Fists clashing!

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, only a muffled thud that made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shockwave, visible to the naked eye, erupted outwards from the point where the two men's fists met!

The hard bluestone floor inside the prison cracked inch by inch, with fragments of stone shooting out.

The surrounding iron fence emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and cracks appeared on the walls.

Those who were closer, such as Qin Xuehua and Zhang Heng, were blown about by the dissipating energy, their blood churning, even with black-armored guards blocking their way.

Xiao Zhengfeng, Prince Jing, and the others also changed their expressions slightly, and they all used their internal energy to resist the terrible aftershocks.

In the arena, Xiao Xuan and Jian Wuwei, one old and one young, one using fists and the other using fingers, were locked in a stalemate.

The two people's true energy surged around them, forming two completely different force fields that collided and squeezed each other, making a "hissing" sound.

The golden light from Xiao Xuan's fist clashed fiercely with the cold glint from Jian Wuwei's fingertips, neither giving way.

In just one exchange, the terrifying power of the two grandmasters, enough to shake mountains, was already clearly revealed!

Xiao Xuan's beard and hair fluttered slightly as he glared at Jian Wuwei and said in a deep voice:

"Jian Wuwei, do you think my Xiao family has no one to rely on?"

How dare they lay such a cruel hand on my family members in my Xiao family's prison!

"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving easily."

Jian Wuwei withdrew his finger, took a half step back, shook his slightly numb finger, and revealed a smile of interest on his face.

His eyes blazed with fighting spirit:

"Xiao Xuan, you still dare to be arrogant in front of us two Grandmasters. You are just relying on the Heavenly Prison Formation's ability to trap Grandmasters and think that you can fight two against one by controlling the formation."

However, you shall test today whether the Heavenly Prison Formation can still be used.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan's expression changed, and Zhang Yu also sensed something was amiss.

The Heavenly Prison Formation seems to have suddenly malfunctioned.