"Father, I told you, they're just a bunch of ungrateful wretches. We gave them food and drink, but now they're coming out and biting us."
Xia Yunchong was furious, wishing he could kill everyone who had slandered them.
Back then, Xia Yunchong's philosophy was to expel all refugees crossing the Korean border, absolutely refusing to shelter those who lacked gratitude.
But in the end, the three major powers reached an agreement, declaring the people innocent, designating a zone for them to rest and support themselves, and providing some food to help them get through the crisis.
Once the Korean Civil War ends, drive them back. After all, by the time the war ends, they'll be severely weakened and their population will shrink sharply. This gap in strength may be widened forever, and the vanity and sense of superiority among the Korean people will disappear.
National strength poses no threat; following the path of benevolence and righteousness, they act with righteousness. Therefore, the three major powers have extended a helping hand to these refugees, only to be bitten back at this point, which is truly infuriating.
During these refugees' famine, the three major powers would supply them with food. While it wouldn't make them well-fed, they definitely wouldn't starve, let alone be treated as slaves—this is a fabricated lie.
"Hmph, you did something wicked and you don't dare admit it? Using schemes and tricks to split our ancient Korean kingdom, tens of thousands of years of glory were destroyed in an instant.
Moreover, with despicable means, you have tempted the Korean people, enslaved their bodies, and detained their souls. The crimes committed by your three great ancient nations are too numerous to record. Today, I will seek justice for our ancient Korean nation. Han Zijun sneered.
At this moment, Yuntian Terrace was already surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Daxia troops. Han Zijun patrolled the area and arrogantly said,
"I know what you're thinking. You're waiting for the Wine God Palace's rescue. Let me tell you, the Wine God Palace can't help you."
Because this is a feud between our four ancient nations, the Wine God Palace has no right to interfere. Besides, I've already invited a powerful relative from the Divine Clan to witness it today. Let me see if the Wine God Palace dares to interfere." "
A relative of the Divine Clan?"
Xia Yuyang's expression changed, and he looked toward the elders behind Han Zijun. The elders wore wooden expressions, saying nothing, not even glancing at everyone, as if they looked down on everyone.
Divine clan relatives refer to branches of the divine clan. Although they are not direct descendants and are essentially servants of the divine clan, they represent the divine clan—they are supreme beings whom no one dares to provoke.
They never imagined what power the ancient Han Kingdom possessed to establish ties with the divine clan's maternal relatives and to testify for them.
Clearly, the appearance of the Divine Clan's maternal relatives was aimed at the Wine God Palace. If the Wine God Palace made a move, it would inevitably provoke the Divine Clan's dissatisfaction.
Most importantly, Han Zijun was right—this was a dispute among the four states, and outsiders had no reason to interfere; otherwise, it would be a provocation to the divine race.
Previously, the Wine God Palace had already sent word to reassure him, but now Xia Yuyang suddenly felt uneasy.
But he was also a king of his generation, having commanded armies and fought against barbarians, fearing no threat.
"So what if we're imperial relatives of the Divine Clan? The whole world knows what your ancient Korean country has done; no one can stand up for you, otherwise it is a contempt and insult to justice and the people's hearts. "Xia Yuyang snorted coldly.
The Divine Clan's imperial relatives were just here as witnesses and probably wouldn't get involved. Otherwise, they would have gone too far. Xia Yuyang was the first to silence them with words.
"Noisy! How could our Divine Clan be judged by worldly ants like you?" Among the Divine Clan's imperial relatives, an elder slowly opened his eyes and spoke coldly.
The old man was a third-step Tongming Realm expert. As he spoke, a dense aura of death spread out. People felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping their throats, as if a single thought from that person could instantly take everyone's lives.
This was a special stance formed by a third-step Tongming Realm expert who had fully mastered the power of death. Here, Xia Yuyang and the others were only at the Mingxing Realm and had no ability to resist.
"You..."
Xia Yuyang was both shocked and furious. This divine clan's relative was so domineering, actually using this method to show off—clearly deliberately siding with Han Zijun.
"Ignorant child, you must remember to always hold reverence for the Divine Clan, or else you have no right to live in this world." The old man sneered.
"You're going too far."
Xia Yunchong was furious. This Divine Clan relative was unreasonable, using his cultivation level to deliberately humiliate everyone. All that testimony was nonsense; they were no different from Han Zijun.
Xia Yunchong took a step forward, the strange phenomena behind him trembling, the heavenly Dao roaring, and the entire imperial capital trembled. He was using the power of the dragon vein to resist the old man's death domain.
As Xia Yunchong stretched open the dragon vein, everyone present immediately felt their whole body relax, and the suffocating feeling vanished.
"How dare you disrespect the Divine Clan?" Then I grant you death. Han
Zijun sneered, his whole body glowing, the phenomenon behind him stretching open, bloodline power unleashed, a terrifying divine might suppressing the world, endless pressure surging toward Xia Yunchong like a tide.
"Kneel!"
Han Zijun shouted coldly. The phenomenon behind him trembled, heaven and earth roared, the entire emperor trembled, and countless people cried out in shock.
"Despicable! If you've got guts, fight me outside the city." Xia Yunchong shouted sternly.
Here, he dared not go all out; the terrifying pressure would crush countless innocent civilians.
Within the imperial capital, only certain specific buildings have the means to prevent being crushed. These buildings are only opened during wartime and serve as the strongest lifeline for the people.
But at this moment, it was the Lantern Festival, and everyone was pouring out. There was no way to evacuate quickly. Xia Yunchong could only endure without attacking, suffering a heavy loss.
"I told you, you're not qualified to fight me. You'd better kneel obediently. Otherwise, your Great Xia Imperial Capital will be filled with countless vengeful souls. Hahaha..." Han Zijun sneered, not giving Xia Yunchong a chance at all. He was determined to torment him.
"I heard you cultivate the Invincible Path. Back in the Four Kingdoms Ruins, didn't you even kneel and beg for mercy before us Koreans? Haven't they already knelt before? What's wrong with kneeling again? Han Zijun wore a sinister smile.
"Ssshh!"
At that moment, a sword aura struck—it was Xia Youluo making a move. But before the sword energy could reach Han Zijun, it was shattered by a powerful figure beside him with a single palm.
The expert looked at Xia Youluo with a lecherous grin and said, "Daxia's woman is quite pretty, but I wonder if she's strong enough in bed too." Xia
Youluo's sword energy was shattered by someone's bare hands. Her expression changed, but as soon as he uttered lewd words, murderous intent immediately filled her eyes.
"Die!"
Xia Youluo followed the sword and actually charged out.
"Youluo, don't be fooled." Xia Yuyang was shocked; that person was clearly deliberately provoking her to provoke her into battle.
But Xia Youluo made her move. Her longsword flew through the air, aiming straight for the man's brow, a fierce killing blow from the start.
Seeing Xia Youluo make a move, a look of disdain appeared on the man's face. Fingers spread wide, and he actually reached for three inches from the tip of Xia Youluo's sword.
That person fightsHis strength was so strong that he didn't even bother to summon the phenomenon, snatching the blade barehanded. If he caught the sword, he was confident he could capture Xia Youluo alive in one move.
"The white crane spreads its wings, turning like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave. When his shoulders sway, a white rainbow crosses the sun."
Just as Xia Youluo made his move, a soul transmission echoed in his mind. That familiar voice made Xia Youluo overjoyed, and without hesitation, he immediately changed his move.
"Whoosh."
Just as the man's large hand was about to grab the tip of the sword, Xia Youluo abruptly changed his move. He actually caught it in thin air. While he was stunned, Xia Youluo's long sword twisted and stabbed toward his lower abdomen from a strange angle.
This move was quite unexpected. The man snorted coldly, bent his body slightly, and pressed his palms together, simultaneously pressing his hand toward Xia Youluo's long sword, while secretly channeling his strength.
On the surface, the clamp seemed ordinary, but he had already unconsciously used powerful star power. Once trapped, the longsword would shatter instantly, and Xia Youluo's internal organs would be shattered. In that instant, he could easily subdue Xia Youluo.
"Smack!"
But as he pressed his palms together, Xia Youluo spun around, spun around, and his long sword slashed straight for the man's temple.
"What?"
The man was terrified. By the time he reacted, it was too late to dodge, and it was too late to summon the phenomenon.
"Pfft!"
Xia Youluo slashed down with his sword, shattering the man's head. Even Xia Youluo himself was stunned—he actually killed the man.
"Wretch, you're asking for death."
That person was killed. An elder from the Divine Clan was furious, pointed a finger, and a golden light shot straight at Xia Youluo's face, intending to annihilate him in one blow.
With a loud bang, golden light burst forth. A golden bell struck first, shattering the beam. Xia Youluo remained unharmed, and all the powerful figures present were shocked.
"Who is it?" Step forward for me. The elder of the Divine Clan shouted sternly.
"Alright, here I come."
A lazy voice came from as Long Chen slowly walked out. When Long Chen appeared, Xia Yuyang and the others were overjoyed, not expecting Long Chen to show up at this moment.
The nobles of Daxia standing atop the Cloud Terrace couldn't help but cheer. With Long Chen here, they were no longer to be feared.
The shouting elder of the Divine Clan, upon seeing Long Chen, changed his expression. It seemed he knew Long Chen.
Long Chen walked slowly to the center of Yuntian Terrace, where Xia Yunchong was confronting Han Zijun's phenomenon. As Long Chen walked past Han Zijun, Han Zijun's pupils contracted:
"Long Chen."
Long Chen had been strolling leisurely past Han Zijun, but when he heard Han Zijun's call, he immediately stopped, slowly reached his left shoulder with his right hand, and with a graceful wave, the back of his hand smoothly and naturally slapped Han Zijun's face.
"Smack"
Han Zijun spun around from Long Chen's slap. As stars appeared before his eyes, Long Chen's cold snort reached his ears:
"Long Chen—can you call them that too?"