Chapter 94: Prefectural Prince's Defeat

"No wonder it's a great sect—these disciples aren't simple at all!"

Ye Liuyun's Divine Sense swept the field. He discovered that these outer disciples of the Xuemo Sect mostly had cultivation at True Yuan Sixth to Ninth Tier, with very few at True Yuan Fifth Tier!

The Xuemo Sect completely dominated the scene. Even Song Yi and Li Mengxi had to team up to fight a Xuemo Sect disciple at the Eighth Realm.

As for the other Golden Armor Guards, it goes without saying—they needed several people to take on a single disciple.

Lei Ming on Ye Liuyun's shoulder was itching to act, but Ye Liuyun stopped him.

""Today's affairs aren't that simple. If the dynasty intends to wipe out the prefectural city, the enemy surely has more experts; they wouldn't send just a handful of people. Don't act rashly, lest you give the enemy experts an idea.""

Lei Ming rolled his big eyes, let out a 'humph', and complained, "Every time you get all fired up fighting, you just let me watch!"

But she still obediently lay on Ye Liuyun's shoulder, her big eyes scanning the opposing situation.

On the other side, Chen Xuan fought the Heavenly Fortune King while observing the battlefield; seeing many of our disciples already fallen, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

If too many die, he fears he'll have trouble explaining it when he returns.

Thus he shouted into the distance: "How long do you intend to stay hidden? If you don't come out now, I'm leaving!"

The Heavenly Fortune King heard this, his heart stirred, his hand paused, and he looked toward the distance.

In the distance, a man slowly walked out.

This man appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with clear eyebrows and handsome features, his face like a jeweled crown, his bearing extraordinary. The aura he exuded was far stronger than that of the Prince.

When Ye Liuyun finally made out his clothing, his heart stirred: "From the Holy Martial Academy?"

His clothes were exactly the same as those of Lin Xueying, whom he had once saved: both were azure-uniforms with gold embroidery on the cuffs!

The young man flashed forward; without seeing how he moved, he was already before the Heavenly Fortune King.

"Li Tianyun, long time no see," he said, his tone lacking any respect and instead carrying a hint of mockery.

As his words fell, the man waved his hand, and a True Essence whirlwind swept toward a palace guard nearby.

"Stop!" the Heavenly Fortune King bellowed, but before he could act—

"Thud," a True Essence Eighth Tier palace guard collapsed to the ground, his body covered in wounds, turning into a bloody corpse as he breathed his last.

Even Ye Liuyun's Illusion Pupil couldn't see how he was killed; it seemed only a blink of an eye, and the palace guard had already fallen dead.

Everyone on the field sucked in a cold breath in shock, staring at the azure-clad youth.

"So the Prince's full name is Li Tianyun!" Ye Liuyun only now learned his full name.

Noticing that no one else's expression had changed, he realized only he had remained unaware of the Prince's full name until now.

"As this Holy Son, I'm really not qualified!"

"Kong Wei, as a disciple of the Holy Martial Academy, you actually colluded with the Xuemo Sect to attack the prefectural city?"

The Heavenly Fortune King glared at the azure-clad man, obviously unwilling to let it rest.

"I haven't attacked the prefectural city; I merely passed by. My master has just broken through to the Golden Core Realm—I came out to greet you on his behalf."

Kong Wei spoke nonchalantly, not even glancing at the Heavenly Fortune King, instead sizing up Wei Zhen.

"What? He actually broke through to the Golden Core Realm? How… how could this happen so quickly?"

For a moment, the Heavenly Fortune King seemed lost for words, struggling to accept this fact.

Everyone could tell that the relationship between the Heavenly Fortune King, Kong Wei, and Kong Wei's master behind him was certainly not good.

Hearing the words "Golden Core Realm," Ye Liuyun's heart also stirred: "That's a realm higher than the Sea Transformation Realm; I don't know how strong someone at that level is!"

"Are you the Holy Son called Wei Zhen?" Kong Wei no longer paid attention to the Heavenly Fortune King, instead smiling at Wei Zhen.

Suddenly, his figure vanished from the spot.

Wei Zhen, at this moment, only felt a fierce wind assault him, a terrifying pressure that actually disrupted the circulation of his True Essence.

Despite his full resistance, he was still sent flying by Kong Wei's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Cease!" the Heavenly Fortune King roared in anger, slamming a palm toward Kong Wei. That palm was as solid as a giant hand, clearly visible.

Kong Wei, meanwhile, flung Wei Zhen behind him with a casual flick of his hand, sending a whirlwind to meet the giant palm.

"Boom," a thunderous roar split the earth, blasting a pit over two zhang deep.

Thereafter they continually clashed, the bangs unceasing.

The shockwaves from their exchanges forced everyone to scramble for cover; anyone caught in the blast would either die or be stripped of skin.

"Bang," with a loud blast they suddenly separated. The Heavenly Fortune King staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Kong Wei, he landed lightly, his clothes not a wrinkle in sight.

"It's been years, and your cultivation hasn't improved a bit! I really don't understand why the Great Zhou Dynasty would waste so much effort on a trash like you." Kong Wei stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.

"You..." the Heavenly Fortune King's face turned pale, his body swayed, and he nearly collapsed.

"The Prince actually lost!" Ye Liuyun's heart was shocked beyond belief.

Nobody could believe it—their Prince actually couldn't defeat a junior. He was supposed to be the top expert of the Nine Provinces of Heavenly Fortune, yet Kong Wei easily defeated him.

Just how strong must Kong Wei's strength be!

Everyone stood frozen in place, at a loss. These people probably aren't even a match for Kong Wei in a single exchange.

"Prince!" Song Tao shouted, stepping forward to shield him.

Ye Liuyun and the others also readied themselves for battle; Ye Liuyun even prepared his Soul Sword.

But at that moment, no one noticed his Thunder Dragon Beast slipping away, a purple card clenched in its mouth.

"No one move!"

The Heavenly Fortune King shoved Song Tao aside with one hand, simultaneously warning everyone not to intervene.

At this point, going up would be suicide. Kong Wei's strength cannot be overcome by sheer numbers.

He alone stood before them, blocking their path.

At this moment, the Heavenly Fortune King's body still trembled slightly, evidently straining to hold himself up. Watching his back, Ye Liuyun felt a touch of emotion.

Although he had always been wary of the Heavenly Fortune King, at the critical moment he could shield them, which at least shows he still possesses a sense of responsibility.

Kong Wei laughed heartily, his figure flashed, and he rushed toward the Heavenly Transport King. This Kong Wei acted the moment he decided to strike; his speed was so fast that Ye Liuyun didn't even have time to react.

At that moment, a figure suddenly lunged at Kong Wei, standing in front of the Heavenly Transport King.

"Wei Zhen! No!"

The Heavenly Transport King let out a shrill scream, but it was already too late. Wei Zhen was struck by Kong Wei's palm and sent flying.

The Heavenly Transport King leapt to catch him, only to see Wei Zhen's whole body go limp, collapsing into the King's arms.

Wei Zhen had completely passed out. His entire body had no intact bone; his Qi Sea was shattered, rendering him a total wreck!

Everyone stood still on the spot.

Even Ye Liuyun's impression of Wei Zhen at this moment had completely changed.

Who would have thought that the usually proud person could, at a crucial moment, abandon himself for the Prince of the County!