C1025 Your Identity I Want It
C1025 Your Identity I Want It
As expected of one of the Ten Great Royal Families, a powerful race like the Heavenly Spider Clan.
Just Young Master Starlight alone had thirty-six half-step Holy Lord and eleven Holy Lord experts accompanying him. There were even four Peak Holy Lord among them.
Just these forty-seven people alone were enough to annihilate their Heaven Spider Clan.
However, the one who attracted the most attention was Young Master Starlight. He was indeed worthy of being the number one youth of the Starlight Clan. Peerless Evildoer, who was rarely seen in a hundred million years, had already attained the position of Holy Lord even though he was less than ten million years old. His actual combat strength was even more terrifying than most of the Peak Holy Lord. He seemed to be catching up to Demi-Saint Ancestor.
The young master of Heavenly Spider, Tian Jue, could be considered a first-class monster prodigy in the present world. However, compared to Young Master Starlight and Xing Wuji, he was still far from being able to match up.
They were on completely different levels.
Very quickly, in the huge central square. . . Apart from Spider Emperor and a few Sacred Lord experts, everyone else was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
Holy Lord's expert was a mighty figure even in the Sacred Lord's Mansion. Although Xing Wuji had a prestigious status, he wasn't the patriarch of Starlight Family yet. He didn't have the right to make Spider Emperor and the others kneel down.
Besides, the Heavenly Spider Clan was a powerful force after all. His young master, Tian Jue, was still serving under his command. He couldn't be too disrespectful to the Heaven Spider Clan.
. . .
"Your Highness Wuji, I have prepared a thin banquet in the Heavenly Spider Hall. Your Highness, this way please. "
Under Spider Emperor's lead, the elders of the Heavenly Spider Clan and the kings of High-level Alien Clan surrounded Young Master Starlight and the group of Starlight Clan's experts like stars surrounding the moon, and headed towards the Heavenly Spider Palace in a grandiose manner.
As for the other Seven Stars Quasi-saint and Great Saint experts, they had already been sent away. They didn't have the qualifications to drink with Young Master Starlight in the same palace, and many of them were Spider Emperor's descendants.
. . . . . . . .
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The smile on Young Master Starlight's face that was like a spring breeze had disappeared without a trace. His sword-like brows had also started to furrow. His eyes were flickering with a trace of indescribable anger. Where was the promised feast? In the huge Heavenly Spider Palace, there was no need to talk about the wine feast. There wasn't even a drop of water left. There was also the throne that represented the supreme status. There was actually a person sitting there, and it was a lowly human.
Smashing his face. This was totally slapping his, Young Master Starlight's, Xing Wuji's, face.
Not only Xing Wuji, but the other experts of Starlight Clan also had ashen faces. Killing intent surged in their hearts. If it wasn't for the fact that the young lord didn't give the order, they would have started a massacre a long time ago.
Only fresh blood could wash up the shame.
A puny little Heavenly Spider Clan dared to humiliate their Starlight Clan like this. It was simply courting death.
In an instant, Young Master Starlight and all the experts of the Starlight Sect turned to look at the young master of the Heavenly Spider, Tian Jue. His eyes were cold, as if he was going to say something. I only came to the Heaven Spider Clan because I gave you face. This is how you do things. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today. . . Your Heaven Spider Clan will wait for the revenge of our Starlight Clan!
"Your Highness, this. . . This. . . This. . . "
The young master of the Heavenly Spider, Tian Jue, was in fear and trepidation. He opened his mouth and tried to explain something. However, at this moment, he was also confused. He had no idea what was going on.
Why was the banquet gone? And why was that lowly human sitting on his father's throne?
Right at this moment. . .
"My Lord, Xing Wuji and the experts of the Starlight Clan have arrived. " Spider Emperor said respectfully to Black-Clothed Youth, who was sitting on the throne.
"What? Lord. . . Lord? Royal Father, are you crazy. . . " The young master of the Heavenly Spider screamed and looked at Spider Emperor as if he was looking at a madman. Even the fear and uneasiness in his heart seemed to disappear at this moment. That was a human, a lowly human.
"Pak pak pak. . . Interesting, this is really interesting. How dare a puny human plot against me? Who gave you the courage to do so?" Xing Wuji clapped his hands lightly. The anger on his face had disappeared and was replaced by a meaningful sneer.
Although he didn't know what exactly was going on, he could already imagine more than half of it. It was just that this human was despicable. He had no idea what method he had used to subdue Spider Emperor and the other top grade Celestial Spider Manors in Celestial Spider Manor. After that, he had set up a trap to deal with Xing Wuji.
However, this lowly human was too naive. Did he really think that the Heaven Spider Clan and those lowly High-level Alien Clan would be enough to deal with him?
"Not only did I plot against you, I also want your life. " Yang Fann smiled faintly. His voice was calm, as if he was stating a trivial matter.
"You want my life? With just these trash?" Xing Wuji looked around at Spider Emperor and the others, his voice full of contempt.
Both of them were half-step Holy Lord, Holy Lord's expert. There was a qualitative difference between a royal family and a powerful race, let alone a top royal family like Starlight.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that any one of the four Peak Holy Lord under his command could suppress all of Spider Emperor's men.
"No, no, how could it be them? Their mission is to bring all of you here smoothly. . . " Yang Fann shook his head and chuckled. "Naturally, I have to deal with you personally. "
Yang Fann had never expected Spider Emperor and the others to take down Young Master Starlight and the others. If that was the case, Starlight wouldn't be worthy of being called a supreme king clan.
"What?! You?"
Xing Wuji's facial expression changed. Both of his eyes bulged like the eyes of a fish. He looked at Yang Fann as if he was looking at a madman. What did he just hear? A puny Eight Stars Great Saint actually said that he wanted to deal with them? Damn it! This lowly human must have gone crazy!
If they joined forces, even the slightly weaker Demi-Saint Ancestor would be able to suppress him. It was impossible for a Eight Stars Great Saint to challenge Demi-Saint Ancestor with a higher cultivation base. It was the number one monster in the Saint Alliance. The Saint Son of the Blood Spirit, whose talent was not any weaker than the ancient saints, only had the strength to fight Holy Lord's expert when he was at the Eight Stars Great Saint.
What's more, he was just a lowly human commoner.
. . .
At that moment.
"Rumble. . . "
Yang Fann stretched out his right arm and grabbed at Young Master Starlight.
"What? How could this be?!"
There was an indescribable fear in Young Master Starlight's voice. At this moment, his terrifying power, which could rival the Half Saint expert, suddenly disappeared without a trace. He was as weak as a baby in his swaddling clothes.
The next moment. . .
Young Master Starlight was grabbed by Yang Fann like a chicken.
Although Young Master Starlight was ten times, or even a hundred times stronger than Spider Emperor, in the hands of Yang Fann, even an ordinary Demi-Saint Ancestor was just an aphid that could be killed with a wave of his hand, let alone Xing Wuji.
"Argh! How is this possible?"
The forty-seven Starlight Sect's Holy Lord and half-step Holy Lord were shocked, their faces filled with disbelief. As Young Master Starlight's personal guards, no one knew better than them how terrifying their young master was. In a one-on-one battle, only the four Peak Holy Lord could fight him, and their chances of winning were not higher than the third level.
Someone who could capture their young master so easily. . . He had to at least have the strength of a Late Semi-saint.
Could this human be a Late Semi-saint?
But was this possible? Hadn't the Late Semi-saint experts of the human race already been swept clean by the Saint Alliance?
But very quickly, these experts of the Starlight Clan came back to their senses. Now was not the time to be shocked.
"Roar! Human, do you want to become enemies with our Starlight Clan?"
"Release my young master at once! Otherwise, there will be no place for you in the world. "
. . .
"Boom!" "Boom!" Boom!" . . .
As they roared, the numerous Starlight expert turned into streams of light and charged towards Yang Fann.
Right at this moment. . . . . .
"One Aphids, all of you kneel down!"
"Rumble. . . "
With a cold shout, a terrifying aura that was even more terrifying than a Peak Semi-saint burst out from Yang Fann's body, crushing towards the forty-seven Starlight expert.
"Bang!" Bang!" Bang! . . .
In an instant, all the Peak Holy Lords of the Starlight Clan, including the four Peak Holy Lord, were crushed to the ground, unable to move.
"Ah! How could this be? This strength. . . This strength. . . Even the Patriarch is far inferior to it. This. . . How is this possible? How is this possible. . . How can there be such a expert in the human race. . . Does the Saint Alliance's intelligence department eat sh * t?" The group of Starlight Clan's expert roared in their hearts. Their eyes were filled with fear. Their patriarch was a Peak Semi-saint. However, the feeling this human gave them was even more terrifying than their patriarch. What kind of expert was this?
In the entire Saint Alliance, there weren't many people who could be his match, right?
. . .
On the throne.
Yang Fann turned his gaze to Young Master Starlight.
"Human, what. . . What do you want?"
Xing Wuji's voice was trembling and his eyes were filled with fear. He had never been so helpless since he was born.
The corner of Yang Fann's mouth curled up, and an evil smile appeared on his face. "Young Master Starlight, I want your identity. "
. . .