The Heavenly Son Sword's chilling sword intent directly enveloped the entire venue, its immense aura pressing down on everyone, causing their breaths to hitch!
However, aside from the Seven Kyoto Clans and the Royal Family, not many present recognized the Heavenly Son Sword.
But the aura released by the Heavenly Son Sword was enough to make them feel lingering fear!
"The, the Heavenly Son Sword!"
King Baishan's eyes widened, disbelief etched on his face.
The Twelve Kings certainly knew that the Wujian Prison possessed the Heavenly Son Sword, but it hadn't appeared for countless years!
In their estimations, the Shanhe Platform had already taken the Heavenly Son Sword back!
Otherwise, with the Wujian Prison relying solely on the Heavenly Son Sword, this divine killer weapon, it wouldn't have fallen to such a state.
Of the four Kings, excluding King Hanshan, King Baishan, King Heishan, and King Beishan, all wore expressions of shock and terror!
Naturally, the Seven Kyoto Clans also wore expressions of shock!
Especially Sui Yan, Ji Ruyue, and Yan He, as they had just broken off their engagement, and Ye Kunlun immediately produced the Heavenly Son Sword, rumored to be able to slay anyone below a "Heavenly Son"!
"Ye Kunlun, you, how do you have the Heavenly Son Sword?"
King Baishan's throat tightened. Even with his usual arrogance, facing the Heavenly Son Sword, he couldn't remain composed.
"The Heavenly Son Sword, the Wuchang Order, these inherently belong to the Wujian Prison. Isn't it normal for me to have them?"
Ye Kunlun looked coldly at King Baishan, who, moments ago, had been so imperious but was now somewhat muted.
King Baishan's face turned gloomy and unsightly. He, a royal, one of the Twelve Kings, was being suppressed by Ye Kunlun wielding the Heavenly Son Sword. His chest burned with a fierce fire.
"Even if you possess the Heavenly Son Sword, what of it? The Heavenly Son Sword is used to slay great traitors and wicked people. Pray tell, am I a great traitor or wicked person?!"
King Baishan took a deep breath and questioned Ye Kunlun.
As long as he wasn't caught red-handed by Ye Kunlun, even if Ye Kunlun possessed the Heavenly Son Sword, he wouldn't be afraid.
"Moreover, you injured King Heishan first, and then caused such a commotion in the capital. I think you are the truly wicked person, aren't you?!"
"Hmph! Today, I will definitely enter the Shanhe Platform and have the Heavenly Son reclaim the Heavenly Son Sword from your hand!"
Listening to King Baishan's words, Ye Kunlun's lips curved slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.
"Three years ago, the sixty-two billion demolition funds in Wucheng; two years ago, the flood in Shanyuan City, the hundred and twenty billion disaster relief funds..."
Ye Kunlun looked coldly at King Baishan, speaking indifferently.
With every word he uttered, King Baishan's expression grew more unsightly.
Finally, his face had already turned as dark as ink.
Besides King Baishan, King Beishan and King Hanshan also had incredibly grim expressions, for they knew the purpose behind Ye Kunlun's words.
"Ye Kunlun, I don't know what you're talking about!"
King Baishan interrupted Ye Kunlun, preventing him from continuing.
Ye Kunlun let out a series of cold laughs.
Ever since Ye Kunlun first met King Hanshan at the Xishan Sanatorium, he had instructed the Blood Shadow Tower to secretly investigate the information on the Twelve Kings.
Whether it was King Baishan, King Heishan, or King Beishan, King Hanshan.
Ye Kunlun held a large amount of their scandalous information and secrets in his hands.
And behind every matter he just mentioned, there was a chilling truth!
It was the naked exploitation of the common people.
"Don't know what I'm talking about?"
Ye Kunlun said with a cold laugh, "Very well, I will soon let you see the evidence!"
King Baishan stared at Ye Kunlun, his mind racing. He knew that if he continued to clash with Ye Kunlun, he would definitely not gain any advantage.
"Ye Kunlun, who is your senior sister? At worst, I'll apologize."
King Baishan offered Ye Kunlun a way out.
"His senior sister is Ye Feihua." King Heishan's body trembled slightly. Ye Kunlun had crippled his arms, clearly causing him immense pain.
The moment the name "Ye Feihua" was uttered, everyone present was astonished!
They might not know about the Heavenly Son Sword, but living in the capital, it was impossible not to have heard the name of the Grand Master of Tian Ting!
"Ye Feihua is his senior sister? How is that possible?"
Sui Yan looked utterly shocked.
Among the Seven Kyoto Clans, no one had ever heard of Ye Feihua having any connection with that old ghost from Wujian Prison!
If Changsun Changkong were still alive, upon knowing that Ye Kunlun's senior sister was Ye Feihua, he would likely have to reconsider whether it was wise to make an enemy of Ye Kunlun!
After all, Tian Ting only obeyed the summons of the Heavenly Son Sage.
It could be said that Ye Feihua was the person, besides Eunuch Yuwen, who had the most contact and trust with the Heavenly Son Sage!
Everyone's gaze towards Ye Kunlun shifted subtly!
Previously, it was because Ye Kunlun possessed formidable strength and had conquered them with martial prowess!
Now, with Ye Feihua being Ye Kunlun's senior sister, it directly elevated Ye Kunlun's background to a level that even the Seven Kyoto Clans might not be able to reach!
"Ye, Ye Feihua is your senior sister? Ye Kunlun... are you joking!"
King Baishan gasped violently, regaining his senses, and looked at Ye Kunlun with utter disbelief.
"If you make my senior sister unhappy, do you gentlemen intend to give me an explanation?"
Ye Kunlun narrowed his eyes, sweeping over King Baishan, King Heishan, and King Beishan with an unfriendly gaze.
"Ye Kunlun, our previous encounter with Grand Master Ye wasn't exactly a conflict; it was merely handling official business."
King Beishan spoke.
With matters having reached this point, they no longer wished to entangle themselves with Ye Kunlun, desiring only to retreat unscathed.
"How about this: in a couple of days, I will host a banquet and invite you and Grand Master Ye to my residence. My brothers and I will offer our apologies to Grand Master Ye, what do you say?"
King Beishan was giving Ye Kunlun ample face.
King Baishan, however, frowned deeply.
"It seems King Baishan is quite unwilling!" Ye Kunlun looked at the grim-faced King Baishan. "Since that's the case, I don't think such troublesome apologies are necessary..."
As he spoke, Ye Kunlun grasped the Heavenly Son Sword and directly slashed towards King Baishan!
The grey-robed elder behind King Baishan flashed forward, his aura surging, shielding King Baishan!
Chiss--
Ye Kunlun's sword strike cleaved through, the sword energy was peerless, like cutting through tofu, it directly shattered the grey-robed elder's defense, cleaving him in two!
Everyone was terrified by the bloody scene before them.
King Baishan looked at the bloody corpse and the organs spilling onto the ground, his stomach churning.
With a retch, he turned his head and vomited!
"I, I'll, apologize..."
King Baishan's face turned deathly pale, and for the first time, his eyes showed true fear!
Just now, Ye Kunlun had truly intended to kill him!
If not for the grey-robed elder stepping forward, he would have been the one lying dead.
King Baishan was completely terrified by Ye Kunlun's sword strike.
A terrifying thought emerged in everyone's minds: Ye Kunlun truly dared to cripple Kings, and even kill Kings!
Ugh—
After speaking, King Baishan vomited again.
"There's no need for a banquet. Within three days, you will personally visit my senior sister to apologize. I want to see your sincerity!"
"Otherwise, I, Ye Kunlun, do not mind adding a few more souls to my sword!"
Ye Kunlun looked coldly at the grim-faced Kings and sheathed the Heavenly Son Sword.
"Now, you may leave!"