People’s expectations of Ji Mingxing were utterly shattered.
They had originally thought Ji Mingxing simply did not wish to kill on his own wedding day.
But now, they understood.
Ji Mingxing was afraid. Like a coward, he actually turned back to beg his master for help.
The foremost genius of the Heavenly Dragon Continent?
Nonsense!
A once-in-a-century talent?
Nonsense!
An existence stronger than Ling Xiao?
Even more nonsense!
A person like this could not even muster any will to fight before Ling Xiao. How could this be called a genius? He did not even qualify as an ordinary warrior.
Simply a waste!
A seemingly beautiful but utterly useless product cultivated in a greenhouse.
Now people increasingly understood that Long Chen’s words had been correct.
How could such a Ji Mingxing possibly defeat Ji Mingkong?
If Ji Mingkong had not shown mercy, giving him a chance to sneak attack, how could he have crippled Ji Mingkong?
Who was the true genius?
When a fake encountered the genuine, the contrast was starkly obvious.
No matter how gorgeous or exquisite the fake, it remained a fake. Before the real thing, it held no meaning at all.
“Today’s wedding ends here. Those who want to watch the excitement can stand aside. Those who do not wish to die should leave the VIP seats! I, Ling Xiao, am not bloodthirsty. Considering some of you were deceived by this scoundrel Ji Mingxing’s honeyed words, I give you one chance!”
Ling Xiao truly was not bloodthirsty.
He killed either those who must die or when it served a purpose.
For those wastes, as long as they did not oppose him, he was too lazy to act.
“I only came for the sake of the Ice Phoenix Clan. It has nothing to do with Ji Mingxing. I will not involve myself in your affairs.”
Finally, someone chose to leave.
And the reason was quite reasonable.
After all, the one marrying Ji Mingxing was Feng Minglian of the Ice Phoenix Clan.
“Me too!”
With the first came the second.
In a short time, the originally packed VIP seats, with hundreds of people, were left with only twenty-odd.
Of course, this included Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang and the Great Sun Realm Lord.
These two would not leave.
They did not fear Ling Xiao.
“Heh, not bad. Still twenty-six willing to back you.”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, looking at Feng Ming Wuliang. “Your Majesty, please step aside to avoid accidental injury to your imperial body when fighting breaks out later. That would be unfortunate.”
These words sounded like concern yet carried a hint of threat.
The meaning was clear. Do not think being emperor makes you safe. If killing erupts, you could die too.
Feng Ming Wuliang trembled with rage.
In his heart, he both hated Ling Xiao and felt some regret.
Once choosing enmity with Ling Xiao instead of winning him over was the stupidest thing he had done.
Who knew Ling Xiao had such a powerful figure behind him.
“You cannot even harm me. You delusionally think to harm His Majesty?”
Standing beside Feng Ming Wuliang was one of his guards.
A half-step Cave Heaven realm peak warrior.
Undoubtedly, such a guard was indeed strong.
Stronger than most of the so-called young talents present.
“Thing that courts death. If your leader Feng Ming Dahai were here, such words might hold weight. You do not qualify! Get out of my way!”
Truly, any cat or dog dared bark now.
Though Ling Xiao was no match for Feng Ming Wuliang, a mere half-step Cave Heaven realm guard counted for nothing in his eyes. Yet daring to speak thus.
“You tell me to get lost?”
The guard was enraged to the extreme.
He had long found Ling Xiao displeasing.
Not giving Ji Mingxing face was one thing, but not giving His Majesty face? As the emperor’s guard, how could he tolerate it?
Half a year ago, he knew Ling Xiao’s cultivation was only ninth heaven realm.
Even after half a year, he truly did not believe Ling Xiao could break through to half-step Cave Heaven realm?
With his experience and cultivation, he could absolutely crush Ling Xiao.
Feng Ming Wuliang understood the guard’s intent but did not stop him.
He too wanted to see how much Ling Xiao had progressed in half a year.
The previous warrior had failed to force out Ling Xiao’s techniques. Now was key.
The guard roared, stomped the ground, leaped into the air, and in fury drew his waist sword, slashing towards Ling Xiao with earth-shattering momentum.
“Those who insult His Majesty deserve death without mercy!”
He intended to kill Ling Xiao. Nothing else.
Seeing the figure crossing the void, Ling Xiao shook his head lightly. Why did people always insist on courting death?
No sword intent released!
No sword qi exposed!
Ling Xiao simply pointed lightly across the air. A thumb-sized Crimson Sun Cone formed at his fingertip.
It seemed a casual strike.
The crimson glow instantly blazed brilliantly, then whistled through the air.
“Sizzle, sizzle…”
The thumb-sized Crimson Sun Cone appeared to lack killing power.
Yet in an instant, it pierced the guard’s protective true essence, shattered his blade qi, and transfixed his throat.
The guard’s eyes widened as he plummeted to the ground.
Dead with eyes unclosed!
“How terrifying!”
Countless hearts pounded in fear.
Facing a half-step Cave Heaven realm peak warrior, Ling Xiao had slain him on the spot with a casual strike.
Not only showing no face to Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang but revealing astonishing strength.
Now people understood. Ling Xiao’s cultivation had likely advanced to Cave Heaven realm, at least first Cave Heaven realm warrior.
Otherwise, killing a half-step Cave Heaven peak warrior could not be so effortless.
People now understood.
Ling Xiao’s madness and arrogance stemmed not only from powerful backing but from his own terrifying strength.
Without relying on supporters, Ling Xiao feared no peer!
This was his power, his capital!
The emperor’s own guard, slain in one strike. People had not even seen more of Ling Xiao’s moves.
“Emperor’s guard or not. Blind fools get killed all the same!”
Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at Feng Ming Wuliang. Were it not for dreading the Divine Phoenix Clan’s ancestor, he might have had Moon Maiden eliminate Feng Ming Wuliang now.
That calamity half a year ago, though he survived and killed Sikong Zun, one mastermind still lived freely.
That mastermind was Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang!
Feng Ming Wuliang’s expression was grim, but he did nothing.
He only looked coldly at Ling Xiao. “You are very good!”
“Of course I am good! Your Majesty, do not blame me. He courted death himself.”
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
“Lian’er, come back with me!”
Feng Ming Wuliang no longer regarded Ling Xiao but turned to Feng Minglian.
“I will not go back. I want to find my father. He certainly would not treat me this way.”
Feng Minglian had never met her father since childhood yet yearned for him immensely.
The reason was simple. Her childhood had not been happy. After Feng Mingxiao’s Divine Phoenix Holy Light baptism, she either beat or scolded her, never showing care.
The only nursemaid who treated her kindly had been personally killed by Feng Mingxiao for being too close to her.
