Chapter 657

Lin Jun realized this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but for now the situation inside the spatial spirit vessel remains unclear.

He didn't know whether those two Great Saint ancestors were dead or alive, and for a moment he dared not act rashly.

Just as everyone's eyes were fixed on that tiny spatial spirit vessel, suddenly, with a boom, it moved from inside.

Seeing the spirit vessel give a violent shake, the two Great Saint ancestors facing off against Hong Zun instinctively retreated half a step.

A flash of wariness instantly appeared in their eyes; they were actually afraid.

As for the officials of the Great Wu dynasty standing nearby, needless to say, some even couldn't help trembling.

The spatial spirit vessel, which had been completely still, suddenly vibrated at this moment, and that shake seemed to strike directly at everyone's hearts.

"Holy shit, what's happening?"

"I don't know."

"It moved again."

「This................... 」

No one knew what had happened inside the spirit vessel, and at the same time, inside the cabin of the Tang family's spirit vessel, Qi Xiong and ten others had already made their move.

In other words, the talks fell apart.

Or perhaps there were no talks at all; anyway, keeping these four guys around would be a disaster, so we might as well kill them.

Facing the siege by Qi Xiong and the others, moreover, Yu Mo, Wang Man, Yuan Cang, Yin Lishan, Jiang Shan, Peng Yun, Huo Yan, Cai Xia — these eight were all Great Saints at the peak of their cultivation.

The two Great Saint ancestors of the four great clans were suppressed right away.

"Fellow Daoist, wait; we can talk, we can negotiate."

"Exactly, we didn't know that the Grand Princess was your sect's disciple; this is a misunderstanding."

"There is no misunderstanding."

However, Qi Xiong and the others paid no heed whatsoever; what nonsense misunderstandings, where in the world do so many misunderstandings come from?

If it weren't for the strength of the Dao Yi Sect today, they would have been the ones dead.

"They deserve to die."

"Let's fight them to the death."

Seeing that Qi Xiong and the others' killing intent showed no sign of weakening, with no intention of holding back, driven into a desperate situation, the two Great Saint ancestors of the four great clans also went all out.

Anyway, whether we die horizontally or vertically, how could we possibly surrender?

As for that Saint on the other side, he fared even worse.

Here it's two Great Saints versus ten, but he — facing so many Saints alone — doesn't even have the qualification to put up a fight.

Before he could even react, Mo Yun, Qing Shi and the others swarmed up and gave him a beating.

The vibrations of the spatial spirit vessel grew increasingly violent; if it weren't for Yu Mo and the others sealing off the space to temporarily stabilize it, the vessel would probably have already been blown to pieces.

I doubt even its original builders imagined that one day, inside its own cabin, a battle of Great Saint caliber could erupt.

To the outside crowd, the spatial spirit vessel looked as if it had epilepsy, shaking incessantly.

Yet faced with this situation, not a single person dared to step forward.

Including those two Great Saint ancestors, they too watched with furrowed brows.

We don't know how the people inside are faring, nor what condition the other two who were just hooked in are in.

Under everyone's gaze, this tiny spatial spirit vessel ultimately couldn't withstand the pressure and split open directly.

Afterwards, everyone finally managed to see what was inside clearly, but upon seeing it, they were all dumbfounded.

Only to see that the Saint had already been slain by Mo Yun, Qing Shi and the others, while the two Great Saint ancestors of the four great clans were in equally dire straits, with Qi Xiong, Yu Mo and ten other Great Saints frenziedly surrounding and pummeling them.

「ThisThisThis............... 」

How can there be so many Great Saints?

Just looking at it left them stunned; inside this tiny spatial spirit vessel lay hidden so many Great Saint powerhouses.

"They deserve to die."

The two other Great Saint ancestors of the four great clans who had not yet acted were also caught off guard, their faces instantly turning grim and unsightly.

Yu Mo, who had taken action, upon seeing that there were still two left, immediately said to Qi Xiong.

"There are still two; take care of them."

"Master Uncle, rest assured."

Immediately, Qi Xiong led Jiang Shan, Peng Yun, coordinating with Hong Zun, and launched a direct assault on those two Great Saint ancestors of the four great clans.

In the sky above, a fierce battle of Great Saints erupted instantly, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.

With so many Great Saints, it seems the heavens are about to change.

"Are these people really here to save Lin Luochen?"

An official of the Great Wu Empire muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

Is it supposed to be this defiant of heaven? Eleven Great Saints, just to save one Lin Luochen? Impossible — a puppet princess, how could she possibly draw so many Great Saints?

Given this situation, the fate of the four great clans is easy to imagine.

Some officials were shocked, while others were already contemplating their retreat.

Looking at the present situation, these four great clans are surely doomed; afterward, the imperial household will truly hold power.

As for these people, frankly speaking, they were basically lackeys of the four great clans, with not a shred of reverence for the imperial household.

Once the imperial household successfully seizes power and eliminates the four great clans, will it then be their turn next?

The imperial household will absolutely not tolerate their existence.

Perhaps they won't be slaughtered all at once, but those who have close ties with the four great clans will surely not survive.

Some officials whose ties to the four great clans aren't particularly close quickly caught on.

They might still have a chance to survive, but that depends on them seizing the opportunity themselves.

So, as the official's words fell, a military officer beside him immediately launched a punch, shouting angrily.

Impudent, you dare to directly utter the Princess's name; this general will cut you down, you rebel.

Unprepared, he was directly struck by a punch, a mouthful of blood spurting from his mouth; the official looked at the general in disbelief, his eyes full of anger.

You.............

What 'you' you? Bold traitor, colluding with the four great families, this general has long disliked you.

Spitting blood at people, definitely spitting blood, but that general pays no heed, charging forward with angry strikes; he is practically a utter loyal minister.

Someone took the lead, and others naturally understood the seriousness of the situation.

So those not closely tied to the four great families, or those who thought they could still find a sliver of chance, all began to act.

Even the die-hard loyalists of the four great families put on a show, acting like loyal ministers.

Everyone, follow me to slay the traitor together.

I, your servant, have lain on firewood and tasted gall for decades for His Majesty; today I finally awaited the opportunity, everyone, kill!

A third-rank official shouted to execute the traitor, but the next second was angrily rebuked by others.

Nonsense, you damn well married a Zhang family woman, and you still claim to have lain on firewood and tasted gall? I am the emperor's confidant; everyone, follow me to kill him.

You.......... old man, that's not entering the tiger's den and getting no tiger cub; besides, you also adopted a Qian family elder as your godfather, you three-surname servant, how dare you say that to me?

This official acts on the emperor's secret order, infiltrating the rebels' camp via a father-son relationship, to relieve the emperor's worries.

Cut the nonsense; this general sees you two as traitors, kill.

Get lost, you yourself are a Wang family person.