Chapter 1147 - 347: Maniac, an Outright Lunatic!

The two seized the opportunity to continuously shuttle through the shadows, avoiding the patrolling Flame Guard, and quickly arrived at the previously broken Barrier opening.

Zhou Qing formed seals with both hands, and the Barrier opened up a gap like water ripples.

The two slipped out like fish, with the night wind blowing against them, carrying a hint of chill.

"You go first." Sikong Yan suddenly stopped, his voice unusually calm, "I won’t involve you. I’m going to meet this Nangong ancestor."

Zhou Qing gave him a deep look and turned around to leave without hesitation.

In a few leaps, his figure vanished into the vast night.

And Sikong Yan—

"Heh heh... heh heh heh..." he chuckled lowly, his shoulders shaking unnaturally.

With a flicker, he appeared directly above the Nangong Family.

"Ten, nine, eight..." He counted with his fingers, his voice growing softer and more excited, "Two... one..."

Suddenly, he spread his arms wide, laughing up to the sky as if embracing the entire world: "Explode!!!"

With his whisper, a glaring white light suddenly flashed from the direction of the Nangong Family’s inner vault.

Following that—

"Boom!!!!"

The deafening explosion echoed to the sky, and the entire Nangong Family shook violently.

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the air, with hot waves sweeping in all directions, razing nearby buildings to the ground.

Where the shockwave passed, bricks turned to dust, trees snapped in half, and even the Three-Color Restriction in the sky shook violently, sending ripples.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The vault exploded!"

"Quick, put out the fire!"

...

The Nangong Family was instantly in chaos, countless family members panicked and fled everywhere.

Several Elders hurriedly raised the protective formation, yet were still shaken by the aftermath, spewing blood.

Nangong Xiongba’s figure instantly appeared in mid-air, his face grim enough to drip water.

His Divine Sense quickly scanned the now-ruined vault, discovering it was already empty inside.

Clearly, the items inside must have been looted clean before the explosion!

"Courting death!" Nangong Xiongba’s anger flared, and he immediately turned to one side, his form flashing to the outskirts of the Nangong Family.

He stared fixedly at the masked figure not far away, his voice icy cold: "Was it you?"

Sikong Yan stood with hands behind them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised under the mask: "That’s right, it was me."

"Does Your Excellency have a grudge against my Nangong Family?"

Nangong Xiongba, at this moment, also sensed the Spirit Severing Realm aura from the other party, his face growing even darker.

"No." Sikong Yan shrugged indifferently, "I just thought your Nangong Family has been rather unlucky these past two years, wanted to join the crowd trampling the broken drum."

After hearing this, murderous intent surged instantly in Nangong Xiongba’s eyes.

This was precisely why, despite knowing that going to Lingyun Mansion was a pit set by the Royal Family, he had no choice but to go.

If he didn’t establish his authority, the Nangong Family would be completely reduced to a laughing stock, a soft persimmon for others to squeeze!

"Hand over my family’s Supreme Treasure!!" Nangong Xiongba’s voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld Hell, chilling to the bone.

"I’m not handing it over." Sikong Yan smiled more brilliantly, "I’m naturally rebellious, the more you want it—"

He deliberately extended his tone, "the less I want to give it."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a piece of fully red "Heaven-Burning Blood Jade" skillfully turned between his fingers.

This Supreme Treasure snatched from the vault was still emitting a scorching aura, each toss leaving a fiery trail in the air.

"Good! Good! Good!" Nangong Xiongba laughed from extreme anger, Spiritual Power erupting like a volcano, "Then as you wish!"

Before the words were finished, he raised his hand and slapped out a palm.

Instantly, the world changed color, wind and clouds rolled back, and a giant Spiritual Power palm appeared out of thin air, carrying a force to destroy everything as it pressed toward Sikong Yan!

Sikong Yan did not dodge, but instead licked his lips excitedly: "Bring it on!"

He formed seals with both hands, and strange purple flames suddenly ignited around him, charging toward the giant palm!

The two terrifying forces collided in mid-air—

"Boom!!!"

A thunderous explosive sound again, the dazzling Spiritual Light instantly illuminated the entire night sky.

The raging Spiritual Power storm swept around like a tsunami, twisting space as it passed, scattering clouds.

In a radius of hundreds of miles, the sky was forcibly torn open into a giant void, revealing the splendid star river.

On a distant mountain peak, Zhou Qing stood looking far away.

Feeling the tremor in the ground beneath him, he rubbed his brow helplessly.

"That lunatic..."

Zhou Qing sighed softly, contemplating whether to continue collaborating with them.

"Oh well, let them play slowly." Feeling the still-continuing energy waves far away, Zhou Qing raised his hand and summoned a Flying Ship.

Then he leapt up, heading straight toward the Imperial City...