Long Chen slew the Tongming Realm elder with a single strike, leaving everyone stunned. Those were imperial relatives of the Divine Clan—even if they were, they were still members of the Divine Clan. To dare kill a powerful member of the Divine Clan meant he was about to bring disaster upon himself.
"Long Chen, how dare you kill a member of my Divine Clan."
The elders of the Divine Clan's maternal relatives flew into a rage, drawing their weapons one after another, their killing intent brimming with intent.
"Tch, only you are allowed to kill others, but others can't kill you?" Did he really think of himself as a god?
He found an excuse as rotten as he could be, came to back someone up. When his own disciple was killed, he killed in a fit of rage, but he had to be prepared to be killed. Long Chen sneered.
Just now, that Tongming Realm elder suddenly launched a sneak attack on Xia Youluo. If Long Chen hadn't casually tossed a bell from Long Xiaoyu's pouch and deflected the strike, Xia Youluo would have met his end with no regrets.
Long Chen hated people like this most, always thinking they were above others, their own lives were their lives, and others' lives were like grass, something they could crush and strip away at will.
Normally, in this situation, Long Chen shouldn't have killed that person. After all, that person hadn't succeeded, but the anger in Long Chen's heart was hard to quell. His will would not allow this person to live.
Moreover, years of experience dealing with such people told him that whether he killed him or not, his grudge with the divine clan's maternal relatives would still be formed.
They wouldn't feel grateful just because Long Chen let him off the hook. Long Chen ruined their good plans, and the hatred had already formed. At this point, any compromise was useless; it would only make the other party push their luck. This was the simplest and most straightforward truth in the cultivation world.
"Long Chen, you've got some nerve, actually disregarding our Divine Clan. This is a provocation to the entire Divine Clan. Your arrogance will put the Great Xia Empire in danger. You think you can stand up for them, but in reality, you've dragged them into trouble. You ..."
"Pfft."
The old man roared loudly, and suddenly a dagger silently slashed across his neck. A pure white jade hand grabbed his hair and pulled his head off his neck.
When the old man's head was taken off his neck, people saw a young girl, holding a dagger in one hand and a human head in the other, quietly standing in the void.
The one who made the move was Dongming Yu. Long Xiaoyu, who had been standing with her, had already fallen asleep and was being held by Xia Youluo.
Long Chen didn't want Long Xiaoyu to witness bloodshed, so before he stepped forward, he made her fall asleep.
At this moment, Dongming Yu made his move. With a gentle cut of his dagger, he took the head of the third-step Tongming Realm expert, holding it in his hand as if he were a toy.
The powerful members of the Divine Clan maternal relatives were shocked. Everything happened so fast that no one could react before the old man's head had already been moved.
Dongming Yu stood there in midair, her pretty face calm as if she had done a trivial matter. No one expected that this harmless, sweet girl was actually a master of terror.
"What did you just say? I didn't catch what was bold, arrogant, or dragging others into it. Sorry, you spoke too quickly, please say it again. Long Chen looked at the old man's head and said.
Although Long Chen wore a smile, his eyes were already filled with murderous intent. This bastard was actually threatening him, threatening him in the Great Xia Empire.
In that instant, Long Chen was filled with murderous intent. If this person dared to say it again, he would strike and kill all these Divine Clan relatives.
At the same time, Long Chen also had a premonition that the divine race might really have many disagreements with Long Chen just as the High Priest predicted.
The Divine Clan hasn't even truly descended yet, and just these imperial relatives are already so arrogant and domineering, running rampant and unrestrained. So wouldn't the real Divine Clan be so arrogant they might be in the sky?
Guarding the Tianwu Continent with such a person? This was like climbing a tree to catch a fish. Long Chen had originally held some hope for the Divine Clan, but seeing the arrogance and unreasonable behavior of these in-laws today, he had lost all hope.
The old man's head was severed and held by Dongming Yu. He sensed the terrifying killing intent radiating from Long Chen. This wasn't intimidation—Long Chen truly intended to kill him, even to wipe out all of them.
The protective talisman of his divine clan's maternal relatives was completely ineffective against Long Chen. For a moment, he was shocked, angry, and terrified—he was afraid of dying.
"Long Chen, what exactly do you want?" The old man shouted fiercely but with a weak heart.
"It's not that I want to do anything, but what you divine clan relatives want to do. What exactly are you trying to do by coming to the Great Xia Empire so aggressively? I think your voice was too loud before, which made me uncomfortable. Speaking like this can lighten your burden and maybe make communication easier." Long Chen sneered.
But isn't that a lesser burden? Everything below the neck is reduced, and now there's no burden at all. With his life in Dongming Yu's hands, he doesn't even have the slightest chance to resist.
"They are people from the ancient Han kingdom. They found us and hoped we could come forward to uphold justice. We were just here to bear witness." The old man chickened out. In this lifetime, he had finally encountered a ruthless man. The older he gets, the more he values his life. He has no choice but to bow his head and no longer dare to threaten Long Chen.
"Uphold justice?" Be a witness? Your ghost story is way too scary—upholding justice and disguising your own disciple as someone from ancient Korea? Long
Chen sneered, "I've been out in the martial world since I was sixteen, fighting all the way to today. I've seen everyone in my life, so don't play those useless tricks with me."
I don't care what your intentions are, but remember one thing: the Great Xia Empire has done me a favor, and I am a general of the Great Xia Empire. I don't want anyone to set my sights on the Great Xia Empire.
Let me say it again: I have a bad temper. When I go crazy, even I am scared because I never follow others' usual methods; I always solve problems in my own way.
What I hate most is being threatened. Those who once threatened me have basically been sent to another world by me. I don't know if you also need me to give you a free ride. "
Long Chen, don't go too far. The Divine Clan is about to descend upon Tianwu, and when that happens, the entire Tianwu Continent will be led by the Divine Clan.
Give us some face, so everyone can get along peacefully. Otherwise, if we tear off the mask, no one will look good. What do you think? The old man did not speak, but instead transmitted his voice through his soul, which was essentially a form of submission.
"If you had this attitude before coming, wouldn't everything be easier to negotiate?"
Very well, let's leave this matter at rest for now. I know you are only acting on orders, and I won't make things difficult for you.
Go back and tell your people that the Great Xia Empire is my other home, and I don't want anyone to disturb them. Long Chen also sent a soul message.
Unless absolutely necessary, Long Chen didn't want to kill them, because if he did, it would likely create a deep grudge against the Divine Clan.
Although the Divine Clan's imperial relatives are not direct descendants, the saying goes, 'even when beating a dog, you have to consider the master.' Killing them would be a loss of face for the Divine Clan.
It's very unwise to rashly make enemies before knowing the strength of others, unless they push Long Chen to that point.
Now that the opponent had already yielded, Long Chen saw no need to continue his ruthless moves. He nodded to Dongming Yu, who tossed the head aside.
The old man's brow glowed, the power of the Heavenly Dao flowed, and the head landed on his neck. His body instantly pieced together. If it weren't for the large bloodstains around his neck, it wouldn't have been clear that he had ever moved a head.
The old man's face was grim, but inwardly he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, having finally regained his life.
At this moment, he finally witnessed Long Chen's methods, just as the rumors said—utterly unrestrained, unyielding to both soft and hard tactics.
The old man wanted to say something formal, but no matter what he said now, it was impossible to restore their dignity. The more they said, the more embarrassed they became.
The old man glanced at Long Chen and led the other experts away. Han Zijun even cupped his fists to Long Chen, seemingly to thank him for sparing his life.
Originally, he knelt before Long Chen to beg for mercy, thinking he would be punished upon returning. But even the elder of the Divine Clan's maternal relatives was beheaded, which comforted him deeply. Now no one had any reason to punish him.
At the same time, he felt grateful for his wise choice; if he had been a bit more assertive, he would have been sent to another world for free.
The little humiliation he had felt in his heart vanished because of that elder of the Divine Clan. Even the powerful members of the Divine Clan had to bow their heads, so his own bowing became a matter of course.
He was a bit clever—his final fist clasp made his stance clear: in the future, the ancient Han Kingdom would never oppose Daxia, and it was a forced move that had nothing to do with him.
In other words, if the Divine Clan doesn't support him in the future, Daxia has no reason to deal with him. After all, it's not his own choice. If all the blame is passed on to the Divine Clan, it will give him a life-saving talisman in the future.
So this fist salute seemed to be a gesture of gratitude for Long Chen's mercy, but it carried a deeper meaning, because he understood the national spirit of Daxia and would not easily bring war to him. One action could guarantee his lifelong safety. This man was not as foolish as he appeared.
The powerful members of the Divine Clan left with their people, but the flying boat in the void was not taken away. That flying boat belonged to the ancient Han kingdom, and the pilot did not dare to move without Han Zijun's orders.
Now that Han Zijun had left, the man didn't know what to do. On the flying boat, the Korean people who had been shouting were now stunned. They had actually been abandoned. Was they supposed to use their lives to appease Daxia's anger?
Thinking of this, their faces turned pale, their eyes filled with fear. Daxia gave them food and drink, but in the end, they would bite back. Now, seeing the hatred in the eyes of the Daxia people, it seemed they wished they could bite them to death.
"Kill them!"
"Kill these ungrateful wolves."
For a moment, the nobles of Daxia all stood up and roared in anger, as the Daxia army surrounded the flying vessel.
Xia Yuyang said, "They're just being used, they're powerless to resist." "
Yes, yes, we were forced into this. We beg Your Majesty to show mercy and spare us." Those Korean citizens knelt and pleaded for mercy, tears streaming down their faces.
Xia Yuyang shouted coldly, "No need to pretend. Today I won't kill you, but from today onward, Daxia will no longer take in Korean refugees."
Within seven days, all Korean refugees were expelled. After seven days, anyone who dared to linger in Daxia territory would be executed without mercy. "