CHAPTER 560: CHAPTER 560: A COLOSSAL DISASTER

Play with you?

Hearing what Brother said to Yang Tian, those standing nearby who were shocked by Yang Tian’s effortless killing of Ge Sang were stunned. Some even revealed expressions of regret or mockery.

Play with Brother?

That’s for Brother Hee, and it’s really a lot of fun.

After all, as the disciple of the current King, who would dare to kill him?

Laughing Fu Boke, the Black-hearted Evil Spirit Xiao Yi’er—these infamous killers wouldn’t dare even on the boundless ocean.

The likes of the bold and strong Lu Ji and Indi Cang also wouldn’t dare!

As for the mightiest Lu Mu, even he wouldn’t dare!

No one among them dared, let alone anyone else.

So this kind of carefree killing game, without the troubles of life, wasn’t it meant for Mr. Hee to enjoy?

But this wasn’t merely about Mr. Hee; to Yang Tian, in the eyes of others, this was a tremendous disaster!

Some even sneered, saying, "Killing someone like Ge Sang and then flaunting it so blatantly, only to end up like this—who can he blame?" From the moment Ge Sang was tormented by him so effortlessly, I knew his doom was certain. Haha!!"

The others hearing this nodded in agreement.

They knew this was utter chaos!

Out of a hundred people, is there anyone who could kill like Yang Tian?

Of course, there were such people. Lu could kill, Indi could hide, even Bao Ke and Xiao Ye could!

But why did they wait so long and show their strength only after time had passed, even taking so few chances to act?

Because they all knew that if they stood out too much and caught the eyes of the King’s disciples, day or night, they wouldn’t dare provoke them, lest they be killed. Those who liked clearing boundaries had already cleared them long ago!

Therefore, to them, Yang Tian flaunting his strength so openly was merely accelerating his own death.

The voices of those around weren’t avoiding Yang Tian intentionally, because in their eyes, Yang Tian—targeted by Mr. Hee—was already dead. There was no need to avoid him.

Thus, the elders behind Yang Tian’s impending death naturally understood the situation fully.

Hearing others talk this way, and given Brother Hee’s history of various killings, the Long Sword Priest wasn’t concerned about Yang Tian’s force. Instead, he immediately asked, "The Heavens...." Oh heavens, what should we do now?

"What should we do?"

Hearing this, Yang Tian responded calmly, neither sad nor happy, "You killed him, and you’re doomed."

With that, Yang Tian slowly began walking toward his arrogant elder brother.

In the stands, Hee Jin was visibly shaken when he spotted Yang Tian and immediately panicked, yelling at the Old Swordsman, "? Heavenly Venerate just said what? What does he plan to do?"

"The Heavens... Heavenly Venerate said he plans to kill him!" The Sword Priest replied in disbelief, gripping his sword tightly.

As these words fell, the audience burst into laughter.

Kill which brother of his?

How arrogant!

In this place, no one dared act. Could an unknown young boy like Yang Tian dare either?

The elder brother laughed crazily and said, "What did you say? Want to kill me? Haha, that’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life."

Ah, Brother, wielding a long sword towards Yang Tian’s blade, retorted, "Let me see how you plan to kill me. Do you even dare to kill me?"

Before the words finished, Brother Hee’s treasured sword immediately glowed with a radiant brilliance aimed directly at Yang Tian’s head.

"This is the feat of the King’s age, swordsmanship!"

Someone who saw the blade shouted immediately.

Others, curious, asked, "The Biling Sword? Is it grand? It doesn’t seem that strong."

The person nodded slightly.

Because Brother Hee’s sword, despite shining with a thousand-foot glow, seemed balanced in momentum and power, even weaker than many past displays of slaying.

It truly didn’t appear to be a grand move!

But the earlier speaker explained nervously, "You just don’t understand. What’s crucial is its terrifying capability. It can be described as the King’s unique technique of the era. It seems ordinary but has the power to consume the truths of others!"

Consume others’ truths? What does that mean?

People remained puzzled upon hearing this.

The person continued to explain, "Once the sword is drawn, any attempt to resist will be swallowed whole by the sword, strengthening the blade’s brilliance within their means, making it utterly unstoppable."

These words left those nearby amazed, but someone still asked, "If it’s unstoppable, then what?"

"Nothing? Then the sword will consume one’s entire being, reducing them to worthless scrap metal!"

Facing mounting fear, the person added, "So, whether you walk this path or that, facing this sword is a death sentence. It’s a blade without counters. Let alone that, does that boy even dare to kill the reigning King?"

Death... is it certain death?

Yet the wildly confident figure earlier—before they knew it—was reduced to a mist of blood under Yang Tian’s hand.

Everyone froze in shock.

What followed was an oppressive, deathly silence.

Nobody expected the elder brother to die.

Even more so, nobody thought Yang Tian would truly dare to kill him!

Who was this elder brother?

This was the disciple of the reigning King!

In this chaotic city, if the daytime King and Night King were the Emperors of light and darkness respectively, then his elder brother’s status as their disciple equated him to an Emperor’s emissary!

But now, he was dead?

He had died at Yang Tian’s hands!

How could Yang Tian dare to do such a thing? Was he not afraid of the wrath of both the Day King and Night King?

"He... he truly did it? This... this... this..."

A man who had been standing in the shadows, now dazed, was completely at a loss for words.

Laughing Fu Boke and the Black-hearted Evil Spirit Xiao Yi’er stood frozen in place as well, their usual murderous aura nowhere to be found after crossing such a vast ocean of bloodshed.

As for the supposed mightiest Vampire Lu Mu, he too was visibly shaken. Soon, however, he took a deep breath and said, "He’s dead!"

You’re right!

He’s dead!

This was the consensus shared across the arena and the stands.

Even Hee Jin rested his head in his hands and bitterly muttered, "It’s over. It’s all over. The entire day is about to collapse."

Just as expected!

The King’s right-hand envoy, Sasuke, saw the four guards sitting atop the stands. Instantly, he let out a furious roar and rose.

In a flash, a massive surge of True Yuan shook the hearts of everyone present. With eyes as wide as copper bells, he roared, "To dare kill the disciples of the Heaven King is pure suicide!"

The uproar rose to a climax.

But at that moment, Su Youu, acting as the left hand of the Heaven King, suddenly stepped forward to block the surge of True Yuan.

Seeing this, Sasuke immediately shouted, "Su Youu, what are you doing?"

"Face your own adversary!"

Su Youu cast a sidelong glance and coldly said to the remaining three disciples, "Kill him."

"Yes!"

The remaining disciple, Du Shidi, nodded immediately and raised his sword.

The two other disciples under the Night King swiftly looked up at the Night King’s envoys seated in the stands.

The envoy of the Night King nodded slightly and said, "Give the order—kill him."

"Indeed! Kill!"

At the envoy’s command, the two disciples of the Night King wielded their long sabers and charged at Yang Tian.

In an instant, the three of them formed a tight encirclement, trapping Yang Tian in the center.

Faced with this scene, everyone’s brows furrowed slightly.

Although Su Youu and the envoys of both the Day King and the Night King had made their intentions to kill Yang Tian crystal clear, based on observations, Sasuke’s reaction as the Heaven King’s right-hand envoy seemed to align most with their true intent.