CHAPTER 451: CHAPTER 293: ROYAL ANGEL_2

His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, his knees emitting a creaking sound as if they could not bear the weight. A sense of instinctive submission from the depths of his soul towards a higher existence violently assaulted his will.

The core of the King’s Path is the absolute suppression of hierarchy and order. The restraint of the superior over the subordinate is a rigid rule inscribed in the path’s canon, almost impossible to defy.

Even if the prince, who had already stepped into Sequence Three and claimed to be a Human God of the present world, stood at the pinnacle of the King’s Path, he could not easily exempt himself when facing the path’s incomplete singularity.

The prince’s legs bent inch by inch. He clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging, trying to resist this humiliating pressure, but it was all in vain.

Bang!

A dull thud resonated as his knees hit the ground heavily. The marble floor, inscribed with complex Extraordinary runes for fortification, cracked deeply from the blow of his Sequence Three strength and humiliation, spiderweb-like fissures spreading instantly.

The one who caused all this, Lu Yan, had not even walked the King’s Path himself.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Yan, a Transcendent outside the King’s Path, would find it difficult to easily leverage this incomplete singularity’s power.

However, as the order of Divine Court and Underworld he constructed gradually perfected and strengthened, he could forcefully pry and harness the power contained within the Scepter of Royal Authority, suppressing all Transcendents on the King’s Path in a manner akin to dimensional reduction.

Watching the Sequence Three prince humiliatingly prostrate on the ground, all the royal family members and grand nobles in the hall, especially those powerful beings who bore the power of the King’s Path, instantly turned as pale as paper.

The high-end combat force of the entire Victoria Kingdom, excluding the creations of the Church, mostly revolved around the King’s Path symbolizing the royal family and nobility.

Because the King’s Path was the most complete and the most likely to reach the apex among all the paths mastered by the kingdom.

But it was precisely because most of the top powerhouses walked on the King’s Path that they realized an incredibly terrifying fact.

Lu Yan could pry open the singularity within the Scepter of Royal Authority, easily suppressing the Sequence Three Regent’s Throne, meaning that most of the powerhouses present would be incapable of resisting Lu Yan.

As the many grand nobles in the hall wavered with fear, a sigh echoing through ancient times resonated in the hall, carrying an ancient and heavy tone.

"Sir, you... have overstepped!"

This voice was not loud, yet it hammered on everyone’s heart like a heavy blow.

Before the voice trailed off, an extremely dense dark aura quietly spread from the depths beneath the Royal Palace, enveloping the entire majestic palace in an instant.

The air grew thick and cold, the light dimmed, and shadows twisted and wriggled in the corners.

Subsequently, a tall and indistinct figure seemingly condensed from dense black fog and profound darkness silently appeared in the center of the Royal Palace Hall.

This shadowy figure’s specific features and form could not be discerned, only a suffocating majesty and stillness could be felt.

At its appearance, everyone in the hall experienced a strong illusion as if the ground under them was cracking and the endless Abyss was unfolding before them, about to drag their souls into eternal doom.

This was a powerful being of Sequence Two, deduced not to walk the King’s Path from the aura it emitted!

Simultaneously, two more vast and magnificent powerful auras clearly perceived from deeper underground, like sleeping dragons, locked on the Royal Palace Hall from afar.

Evidently, those two were genuine Sequence Two Earth Angels, albeit likely powerhouses of the King’s Path, presently firmly suppressed by the Scepter of Royal Authority in Lu Yan’s hand, thus opting neither to reveal themselves directly nor to maintain a stance of observation and deterrence.

On the Golden Throne, Lu Yan curiously scrutinized the majestic shadowy figure formed by the black fog, his gaze displaying not a trace of fear but rather a hint of inquiry.

He lightly raised his brows, a playful smirk forming at the corner of his mouth, and slowly spoke:

"Nether River?"

Indeed, from this uninvited guest, Lu Yan distinctly sensed an aura of the Nether River.

An old and hoarse voice emerged from the depths of the black fog, confirming Lu Yan’s conjecture: "Sir, you have a keen eye. Indeed, the path I take is the long-lost Path of the Nether River."

The voice paused, tinged with a sense of vicissitude and helplessness:

"Once, the Path of the Nether River, sourced from the river transcending the boundary of life and death, had a force even closer to the essence of death than the mainstream Path of the Dead.

Unfortunately, the Nether River was stolen by the Undying King, causing the collapse of the entire path’s source. I barely managed to sustain my existence with the heritage of the Victoria Royal Family, clinging on to a semblance of life until now."

The voice suddenly sharpened: "Sir, you must be aware that as a Sequence Two of the Nether River Path, I am not constrained by the Scepter of Royal Authority in your hand.

Once I take action, I can temporarily suppress the power of the Scepter of Royal Authority.

Then, with all the royal family’s concealed heritage unleashed, even with your immense power, it is bound to be untenable!"

"If you leave now, I can represent the royal family to overlook the events of today without further pursuit."