Chapter 272: Jushan Chaoliba! Dongfang Wujie! Yan Chuqing! Grand Entrance!

'Is it about to begin?' Fang Can's heart tightened.

As Xiang Hongtu descended in the most ostentatious manner upon a jade palanquin pulled by three Foundation Establishment cultivators, landing atop the top of Guiyun Peak.

The nineteen lotus thrones with masters represented nineteen Fourth Realm cultivators.

Fang Can stood on the central stone platform, his white hair flying wildly in the gale.

Without showing any emotion, he swept his gaze around the scene, and his mood relaxed somewhat.

Liu Qingmeng had not come; the many Fourth Realm cultivators present had no connection to him, so he could act with peace of mind.

As for Yan Chuqing? It was merely a relationship formed by having once sucked his cock.

Fang Can could only silently wish the other would survive the coming battle.

The situation was not the best, but still within an acceptable range.

If the cultivators seen before were all strong in the same way, then these people now were strange beyond a billion to one.

For instance, the team from the Kingdom of Chi, whose aura was exactly like that of ordinary people, yet occupied three lotus thrones.

In Fang Can's eyes, none of these people had anything to do with martial arts; each had a distorted figure, with floating blood qi, no different from ordinary people.

But through the collected intelligence, Fang Can knew clearly that this was the specialty of the Kingdom of Chi's cultivators.

This country was one of the five great nations of Dongfang Wujie.

And every cultivator of the Kingdom of Chi, after ascending the Path to Heaven, sacrificed their entire blood qi, returning to being an ordinary person as the price to borrow external objects.

At that time, relying on the effects of the external objects, these Kingdom of Chi cultivators could unleash combat power far exceeding their own realm.

And from the currently available intelligence, the entire Kingdom of Chi was dominated by three major lineages.

After ascending the Path to Heaven, each lineage possessed a different inherited name for their ritual vessels; the inheritances were:

【Jushan Chaoliba】, 【Masked Squadron】, and 【Super Energy Meter】!

Now that the representatives of these three sects had gathered, each mastering one inheritance, Fang Can felt they were somewhat troublesome.

And the one who mattered most to Fang Can among them was a golden-haired, innocent, and ignorant youth led by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

During Fang Can's special attention just now, this golden-haired youth, speaking a dialect and local accent no one could understand, curiously asked the Foundation Establishment cultivator beside him all sorts of questions.

And in response to the youth's inquiries, the Foundation Establishment cultivator respectfully answered every question, simultaneously acting as a translator for the youth.

A Foundation Establishment grandmaster who could rule a city in the outside world, yet was only fit to serve as a translator for this youth?

And the fact that he could occupy a lotus throne alone indicated that this fellow's strength had already reached the Fourth Realm!

But in any of Fang Can's previous intelligence, there was no record of this fellow!

Wasn't it said that when a cultivator breaks through to the Fourth Realm, it resonates with the heart of heaven, and all living beings within ten thousand miles feel it in their hearts?

Theoretically, every Fourth Realm cultivator in all of Dongfang Wujie should be recorded and impossible to hide!

So why was the intelligence on this Fourth Realm cultivator zero?

Intelligence is a key link in battle!

Unable to know the identity, with the true form unknown, one cannot know what methods the opponent possesses.

If it were some inheritance where touching it meant instant death, without a realm of overwhelming superiority, most cultivators could not escape being killed upon first meeting.

Even if Fang Can struck the first blow, he had no certainty of victory.

He could only hope it wasn't some outrageous inheritance, allowing him to instantly kill in the first wave!

If he couldn't kill him, he would have to gradually figure out the opponent's inheritance details through combat.

But Fang Can's perception told him that this seemingly innocent golden-haired youth could be counted as one of the most troublesome among these people!

A Fourth Realm cultivator who couldn't even speak Mandarin and needed a Foundation Establishment cultivator to act as a translator?

Strange! Strange! Strange!

Just as Fang Can was observing, seeing Xiang Hongtu arrive in the palanquin carriage, Sha Jing, watching from the side, smiled ingratiatingly and said:

'Emperor Chu, why are the other Fourth Realm cultivators of Great Chu not seen? Did you come alone?'

'All lands within the borders are ruled by the king's subjects; as the supreme emperor of Great Chu, my will represents all the people of Great Chu.'

Xiang Hongtu clenched his fist, his posture filled with overwhelming dominance, speaking in a tone that brooked no questioning.

Immediately after finishing these words, facing the many Fourth Realm cultivators, he looked at Fang Can and said: 'You have a fate with Xiang Ziyu, so I will count as your father; why do you not show filial piety by kneeling before me?'

'Shameless.'

Hearing Xiang Hongtu's words, most of the cultivators present had their faces darken.

Did Fang Can himself know he was your son-in-law?

Of course, they also knew this was merely Xiang Hongtu's tactic to forge a connection.

He wanted to use this to draw closer to Fang Can and gain more benefits by assuming the identity of a guardian.

And facing the gaze of the Fourth Realm cultivators, Fang Can felt immense pressure all over his body.

Vaguely, his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by a hand.

This was the body's warning roar to the brain after sensing the gap in the opponent's strength, wanting to escape the opponent's gaze.

And the best way to escape the gaze was to kneel.

Merely because of a Fourth Realm cultivator's words, Fang Can's body had the impulse to kneel.

To this, facing the oppression, Fang Can's feeling was joy!

Because he did not feel weaker than any existence.

Sooner or later, on some future day, he too could reach the Fourth Realm and even a higher realm.

And the opponent's pressure now was merely letting Fang Can experience a preview of his future self!

So, at this moment, what Fang Can thought was:

'Is this the Fourth Realm? It's truly wonderful; when I reach the Fourth Realm, I will also make enemies of lower realms kneel before me with just a glance!'

And in response to Xiang Hongtu's question, Fang Can, enduring the Fourth Realm's pressure, smiled and said: 'Is that so? Even if my own father hanged himself before my eyes, I would not frown once.'

"Even if you truly were my father-in-law, on what grounds do you demand I kneel to you? Just because you are Fourth Circle?"

"Then when I become Fifth Circle or Sixth Circle in the future, will you kneel back to me and kowtow a few times?"

As the words fell, the brows of all the martial artists present shot up.

One by one, they felt Fang Can had gone mad with arrogance; even as a prisoner, he dared speak with such boldness.

Sha Jing thought silently in his heart: 'What an arrogant brat. Even though I am also Fourth Circle, I would not dare be so presumptuous before the Chu Emperor.'

For a moment, everyone looked at Xiang Hongtu with the eyes of spectators, wanting to know how the other intended to deal with this thorn.

But upon looking, they discovered Xiang Hongtu was not angered at all; instead, he gazed at Fang Can with an appreciative look.

At this moment, Xiang Hongtu only felt: This youth is like me!

Perhaps because he had beaten his own father to death with his bare hands, hearing Fang Can's first half made Xiang Hongtu feel it struck right to his heart.

The anger Fang Can had shown when feminizing Xiang Longtao had long since vanished completely on the night Xiang Longtao performed filial piety for him.

Now seeing Fang Can, who was so similar to himself, he grew even more determined to take Fang Can as his son-in-law, and then have Fang Can and Xiang Longtao perform filial piety together!

Although his mind was clicking with calculations, the majesty of the Emperor could not be insulted.

Facing Fang Can's questioning, Xiang Hongtu gently clenched his right fist and sneered: "You sharp-tongued brat, but unfortunately, arrogance requires capital."

"And I happen to have it!" Fang Can said flatly, spreading his hands.

"Ignorant child, it seems you do not understand the gap between realms."

Xiang Hongtu sneered; his figure did not move, he merely bent his knuckles slightly.

This barely perceptible movement caused the sea of clouds within a hundred zhang to twist into visible spiral ripples.

"Kneel!"

These two words, casually spoken, were wrapped in imperial majesty.

In the next instant, the sea of clouds swirling above Guiyun Shanfeng exploded instantly; a massive pressure pressed down from above onto Fang Can on the stone platform.

Terrifying Qi energy swept the surroundings away; seeing that distorted pressure, all martial artists present below Fourth Circle changed color in unison.

This move was beyond their ability to resist; the result of taking it head-on would only be their bodies turning to dust.

The might of Fourth Circle! Terrifying indeed!

Looking at the white-haired, red-eyed youth, Xiang Hongtu certainly did not intend to strike a killing blow directly.

With the mastery of power at Fourth Circle, he was one hundred percent certain he could make the youth before him kneel without dying.

After all, the might of Fourth Circle could not be insulted.

It was also time for this youth, who had only won the Great Competition of the Nations a few days ago, to witness the absolute gap between every realm after ascending the Road to Heaven.

Looking up at the golden finger print descending from the sky, before it even reached his body, Fang Can felt gravity weighing tens of thousands of tons pulling at his body.

'If I get hit, I'm afraid I'll be forced to the ground by terrifying pressure, just like Lin Dong the first time he met Lin Langtian.'

This thought suddenly popped into Fang Can's mind.

Almost instantly, with a Boom, the golden Qi energy covered and pressed down into the central stone platform; that hard stone platform instantly turned to dust.

The Glazed Qi-Absorption Bricks, purchased from the Five Demons Gate and laid on the ground to absorb kinetic energy, also exploded and shattered in an instant.

With Xiang Hongtu's casual strike, the entire Shanfeng shook violently; the upper half of the peak top showed a faint tendency to crack.

But after the strike, Xiang Hongtu's originally calm expression changed slightly.

The Fourth Circles around who had been watching the show also had their expressions turn slightly solemn.

Because at this moment, in the center of the stone platform, Fang Can's shadow weight had vanished.

In its place was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and floating, unstable blood Qi.

No one saw how this middle-aged man appeared; everyone could only guess it was a substitution ability of some kind.

The middle-aged man was Ji Donglai, who had been lying low in Great Expansion for three days.

Time rewound to four days ago.

In the present world before transmigration, Fang Can handed a digital watch and a Mici Star Belt to Ji Donglai.

"Big Brother Ji, this belt is a storage belt; inside it contains a space of ten cubic meters."

"Although it cannot store living beings, some weapons can be stored inside."

"As for this digital watch, it is linked to my luck."

"If I encounter trouble, it will break beforehand; remember to find me soon after it breaks."

Perspective returned to reality; Ji Donglai crossed space in almost an instant to arrive inside Guiyun Shanfeng.

Originally, according to the effect of the teleportation ability, Ji Donglai's body would have displaced the matter at the teleportation location.

But due to the internal space regarding the superpower user One-Way.

The two figures overlapping directly caused Fang Can's body to be swapped into Ji Donglai's internal space, leaving him alone to endure that descending force.

Facing the gaze of Fourth Circle, Ji Donglai's expression carried emotion.

He only felt time had returned to many years ago, to the passionate struggle years before the New Nation was established!

'This familiar sense of threat; it seems it is time to fight for the superpower users again.'

With a sneer, Ji Donglai looked back at the whole assembly and said: "First meeting; my family has been taken care of by all of you!"

"Next, let me, this head of the family,"

"become your opponent!"

(End of this chapter)