CHAPTER 248: CHAPTER 248: NORTHERN EMPEROR WANG TENG, BREAKTHROUGH AGAIN! (FOUR UPDATES)

"Greetings, Palace Master."

"Greetings, Senior."

As the Red Ming Palace Master descended, everyone showed a look of awe and respect, no matter how furious they were, they had to restrain themselves at this moment.

Even though this person stood alone, just standing there was enough to make them all feel breathless.

The Martial Emperor is like the heavens!

"What are you doing? Are you trying to harm my disciple?"

The Red Ming Palace Master asked sternly.

"Senior, this child has massacred many in the trial space, resulting in the untimely deaths of numerous prodigies, and must pay with blood for blood!"

The elder in the brocade robe said through gritted teeth.

He resembled a fierce wild wolf, baring its teeth, with an undeniable murderous intent.

His grandson, who carried the demeanor of a Great Emperor, was dead, his spiritual pillar had collapsed, this was a hatred that could not coexist under the same sky.

"Indeed, the young master of our East Emperor Yue Family died by his hands, there must be an explanation!"

"The South Emperor Hong Family demands the same."

"The West Emperor Zhou Family also demands an explanation!"

"The Northern Emperor Wang Family cannot let this go."

The elders of the four great imperial clans spoke up, bolstered by the righteousness of their families, their tone became firm.

Even the Red Ming Palace Master could not oppress their four great imperial clans on such a major issue, their families’ Martial Emperors were not to be trifled with!

"Oh? Are you trying to pressurize me?!"

The Red Ming Palace Master frowned, a wave of imperial might spread out, and suddenly, everyone felt like a sky was pressing down on them.

Their chests became hot.

Breathing became difficult!

Everyone’s face turned pale, the courage that had just risen in their hearts was once again suppressed by the solid Martial Emperor’s power.

The Red Ming Palace Master stood high in the celestial vault, hands clasped behind his back, sweeping over everyone, and said lightly:

"Since he has ascended the ladder to heaven, he is my chosen disciple, and as for others meeting their demise in the trial space, isn’t it just because their skills are inferior? Who’s to blame?"

"As martial artists, we grow from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. A general’s achievement comes at the cost of thousands of bones, do you not understand this simple truth?"

"Wherever there is competition, there will be death. Others can die, but do you think your descendants are exempt from death?!"

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, a deep and authoritative voice rang out from the horizon.

"The Palace Master is right. Everyone can die, but there is a difference."

"When ordinary people die, they just die, but when a successor from the Wang Family dies, this emperor must demand an explanation!"

Everyone turned to look.

They saw a majestic figure, enveloped in purple qi, of utmost dignity, slowly approaching from the horizon.

He released astonishing visions from his body, nine azure dragons, nine white tigers, nine vermilion birds, nine black tortoises; the immense shadows filled the sky, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"It’s the Northern Emperor!"

"Northern Emperor Wang Teng!!"

Seeing this divine and demonic figure, everyone revealed a look of reverence, and those who wanted to kill Qin Zi were invigorated.

The Northern Emperor had made his move.

Now, even the Red Ming Palace Master would find it difficult to protect Qin Zi.

Because the Northern Emperor’s reputation was even more prominent than the Red Ming Palace Master.

Long ago, the Northern Emperor was acclaimed to have the demeanor of a Great Emperor. Unlike the exaggerated praise of other geniuses, he genuinely possessed such talent, and he did not disappoint, becoming a Martial Emperor in a short time!

Originally, he had the potential to continue advancing and become a giant among Martial Emperors, had it not been for an arrow to the knee later on...

In any case, he was a legend.

Although the Red Ming Domain claimed to have five Emperors standing side by side, Northern Emperor Wang Teng clearly held a special status, and his prestige was the highest.

At this moment, seeing the majestic figure enveloped in purple qi, the Red Ming Palace Master also showed a look of seriousness on his face.

He said in a deep voice, "Does the Northern Emperor also intend to go against a junior?"

Northern Emperor Wang Teng glanced at him and said lightly, "It’s not that this emperor is against him, rather, it is a mere ant showing no reverence."

"He dared to kill my descendant, thus showing no regard for me. Since he has no regard for me, why should I tolerate him? The so-called demeanor of the strong is not for the weak to swallow their indignation!"

After speaking, he looked toward Qin Zi.

"Buzz!"

A gaze filled with spiritual coercion shot toward Qin Zi, and immediately, it was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky for Qin Zi, leaving his mind blank.

Only one word echoed in his mind:

"Death—"

At this moment, the Nine Phoenix Furnace sleeping in his dantian suddenly shook, an invisible wave spread out, neutralizing the spiritual pressure.

"Huff, huff..."

Qin Zi escaped from death, his face turned pale, standing still, gasping for breath.

"Ding! Northern Emperor Wang Teng has murderous intent towards your son; adhering to the principles of fatherly love as a mountain, and that a father must prevail, your cultivation level will be elevated to Four Origin Martial Emperor, and you will be invincible at the same level!"

Qin Chuan, hidden not far away, heard the system prompt.

Now he possessed 6500 points of "Father’s Stand Value," so he waved his hand, spending 300 points to exchange for a higher-level invisibility cloak, one even Martial Emperors couldn’t detect!

"Buzz!!"

His inner world expanded once again, and his body underwent transformation, the energy in each cell increased manyfold!

His blood surged like great rivers, his heartbeat thunderous, with every movement, he could tear apart mountains and lands.

To a Martial Emperor, this world was too fragile.

"Northern Emperor, you’re using such despicable means!!"

Seeing Qin Zi’s condition, the Red Ming Palace Master immediately knew what had just happened, glaring angrily at Northern Emperor Wang Teng.

"Heh, it actually failed. It seems this ant hides some secrets within his body."

Northern Emperor Wang Teng laughed indifferently and said, "If that’s the case, then I’ll capture him first, and then uncover the secrets within!"

Whoosh!

The next moment, his body turned into a succession of afterimages, rushing toward Qin Zi, with such speed that it seemed to surpass time itself, as the space crumbled along his path, plowed into a pitch-black trench!

"You wish!"

The Red Ming Palace Master roared lowly, extending his hands to either side, seemingly opening up a world where colors burst forth and creation was woven!

"To block this emperor, you’re still lacking in firepower!"

Northern Emperor Wang Teng’s eyes shone with domineering light, the visions whirled around his body, with azure dragons, white tigers, vermilion birds, and black tortoises roaring simultaneously, crashing directly onto the multicolored world barrier with a deafening roar.

"Boom—"

Countless sparkling fragments flew, Northern Emperor Wang Teng’s body intersected past the Red Ming Palace Master, surpassing his defenses.

"This kid, I must have him!"

A cold smile appeared on his domineering face, the curve of his lips was so indifferent.

His right hand reached for Qin Zi, like a giant hand crossing millions of miles, seemingly capable of grabbing away an entire land...

"Clang!!"

In the next instant, his hand collided with a barrier, sparks flew from his fingertips, and his fingers even bent instantly!

A straight, white-clad figure stood before Qin Zi, gazing coldly at him with deep eyes.

"What do you intend to do?"