A soldier reported that the royal palace was filled with mechanical beasts that bit and killed anyone they encountered.
"This is too much!" Zeng Xincheng was furious. He cursed and soared over everyone's heads, leading the way out of the grand hall. The others also flew out.
With the backing of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Zeng Xincheng felt more confident.
As his confidence grew, he wondered if he had been too cowardly and conservative before.
It was just Ye Yun, why would he be afraid? Even without the Heavenly Dao Sect's help, there was no reason to fear him. Was this vast territory of his obtained by chance?
Exiting the hall, he looked up and saw a person standing in the sky. The person had a clear and handsome face, with hair fluttering in the wind, exuding an ethereal aura.
He pointed in the wind, and below, countless mechanical beasts stirred up a tempest, charging wildly.
Zeng Xincheng shouted, "You insolent brat, how dare you be so presumptuous!" He leaped forward, charging directly at Mo Qi.
Below, Zeng Xingui looked up and shouted, "Your Majesty, be careful! Your Majesty need not risk yourself."
"Risk myself?" Zeng Xincheng scoffed. "Dealing with such a failure is a sure thing. This is not risking myself, this is demonstrating heavenly might."
As he spoke, Zeng Xincheng formed a hand seal, and a fiery ring appeared behind him. The ring had countless holes, from which sword shadows were projected, fiercely striking at Mo Qi.
The sword shadows were dense, darting through the air at extreme speed. The edges of the shadows were iridescent, sparks flying, igniting the air and making the entire space boil.
From Mo Qi's perspective, Zeng Xincheng seemed to be carrying a giant sword tube, constantly firing sharp swords to hack at him.
Mo Qi, from a distance, felt surging and scorching air currents rushing towards him, accompanied by waves of suffocation that made it difficult to breathe.
It seemed the King of the Orange Leaf Kingdom was indeed capable.
Mo Qi sneered and directly launched the Star运 Stone.
The Star运 Stone's light suddenly surged, like an extended leopard, swift and fierce, pouncing forward with a dense pressure and bloodthirsty fangs.
The sword shadows struck the leopard-like light, sounding like they were hitting steel, sparks flying as the shadows gradually dissipated.
The leopard-like light, however, became more ferocious, more violent, and more tangible, pouncing fiercely at Zeng Xincheng.
Without overwhelming momentum or the scent of blood, Zeng Xincheng clearly felt the threat of death.
He could only continue to channel his spiritual power, the ring behind him spinning rapidly. As it spun, it emitted a whistling sound, and a continuous stream of sword shadows flew out, with a clear sound like autumn wind, as if substantial.
These sword shadows, without exception, struck the Star运 Stone, still producing sparks and causing the light to gradually dissipate.
The leopard-like light continued to roar like thunder, still charging forward, its solid form unaffected.
Zeng Xincheng, who had been moving forward, was forced to stop as the opponent's attack was unstoppable, and he desperately channeled his spiritual power.
The ring behind him continued to spin rapidly!
However, to his shock and despair, the holes that had been emitting sword shadows suddenly went silent, and for a long time, no light or shadow emerged.
What? What was happening?
With no time to think, Zeng Xincheng was terrified and frantically continued to channel his spiritual power.
But to his greater despair, the ring behind him suddenly stopped moving, no matter how much he channeled his power.
This was too tragic!
Was he just going to wait for death?
Zeng Xincheng was so scared he almost fainted.
At this moment, a voice echoed in the air: "Stop!"
Normally, upon hearing such a voice, people would cease their attack, pause to identify the speaker, and understand the reason for the command.
In such situations, those about to kill would likely stop after hearing the explanation.
But Mo Qi's heart was undisturbed, or rather, he was clear-headed at that moment. He had thought of many things, including the reason for the command to stop, so there was no need to listen further.
Since he had already figured it out, why listen? It was unnecessary.
Therefore, he did not stop, continuing to launch the Star运 Stone. The leopard-like light mercilessly engulfed Zeng Xincheng!
The leopard-like light suddenly expanded, flames soaring several feet high, and then, the light gradually disappeared, along with Zeng Xincheng's figure.
The people below the sky cried out in lament, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been killed."
Those who had rushed from afar were stunned. They glared fiercely at Mo Qi, wishing they could skin him alive.
A total of five people arrived. Strangely, Mo Qi recognized three of them: Hongjun, Hai Ya, and Hei Shen. The other two were strangers.
One of them bore a strong resemblance to Zeng Xincheng. He was trembling all over, seemingly trying to suppress his emotions. It was likely Zeng Xincheng's brother.
"I told you to stop, why didn't you stop?" Hongjun's eyes blazed with anger.
"Did you tell me to stop? I didn't hear you," Mo Qi replied with feigned regret.
"I shouted so loudly, you didn't hear me? Are you deaf?"
"Perhaps. But it's also possible you didn't shout loud enough."
"..." Hongjun paused for a long moment, then sighed and said, "Let's not discuss that for now. I ask you, why didn't you kneel when you met your Grand-Disciple Ancestor?"
As he spoke, Hongjun fixed Mo Qi with a death glare, exuding an air of condescension and imposing authority.
Mo Qi was indeed taken aback at that moment. Wasn't he his Grand-Disciple Ancestor?
But the question was, when had he ever acted like a Grand-Disciple Ancestor?
The last time they met, it was like they were enemies.
This time, they met again, still like enemies.
"If you're just trying to suppress me with the authority of a Grand-Disciple Ancestor, then keep that pretense to yourself," Mo Qi said, neither subservient nor overbearing.
"Presumptuous! No one has ever dared to speak to Master like this," the person beside him, Zeng Xinjian, rebuked. He turned to Hongjun, "Master, let me kill him."
Hongjun waved his hand, signaling him to calm down, and continued to address Mo Qi, "Don't be ungrateful. The reason I'm advising you is to give you a chance. If you indiscriminately choose to stand in opposition, you are seeking your own demise."
"Then I'd like to hear what you intend to do if I don't stand in opposition. What will you do if I don't stand in opposition?" Mo Qi asked calmly.
"If you don't stand in opposition, then you are one of us. You should have a common goal with us, doing the same things we do, resisting extraterrestrial enemies, or clearing internal threats, rather than fighting for power here. If you stand in opposition to us, then I will have no choice but to discipline you." Hongjun spoke with imposing pressure.
Zeng Xinjian was clearly anxious. He worried that Mo Qi might yield. If he said he would stand with them, how would his revenge be served?
"To put it plainly, you want me to obey you and follow your arrangements for everything, don't you?" Mo Qi sneered.
"Think whatever you want. I only ask you, do you obey or not?" Hongjun gazed at Mo Qi with imposing pressure.
Zeng Xinjian watched Mo Qi nervously, his heart pounding in his chest.
Mo Qi took a breath and said calmly, "I only listen to myself."
Zeng Xinjian breathed a sigh of relief, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
Hongjun had thought he could intimidate Mo Qi, but he hadn't expected this fellow to be so ignorant of the situation!
Hongjun was furious but maintained a calm demeanor. He felt it was too easy to defeat Mo Qi with force, but he wanted to conquer him mentally, to make him submit willingly.
"On what basis do you think you can be so defiant?" Hongjun smiled. "This is not that Star World anymore. In that Star World, you could do as you pleased, but here, I don't dare to act recklessly, let alone you. You know, in this domain, I don't even have the right to speak."
"But I never intended to act recklessly. I just want those who have harmed me to face the consequences they deserve," Mo Qi said.
"What do you rely on?" Hongjun asked aggressively.
"My fists."
"You still don't understand. Forget it, I won't say more. Experience is the best teacher. I'll let you see your own level." Hongjun pointed to the young man beside him. "His name is Lei Dong. He's considered your junior disciple. Think about what kind of position someone like him holds in this world. But tragically, you can't even defeat someone like him. Yet you're jumping around, thinking you're invincible."
"I can't defeat him?" Mo Qi glanced at Lei Dong, his voice rising. "I can't defeat him? Then how about a fight?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he had fallen into a trap.
Hongjun clearly intended to put him in his place.
How would he put him in his place?
By bringing out a "junior disciple," he was trying to humiliate him!
If he fought him, win or lose, he wouldn't gain anything.
Winning would be expected, as he was the senior disciple. If he lost, it would be utterly shameful.
If he lost, Hongjun would undoubtedly mock him, and others would see him as easy prey.
If he couldn't even defeat his junior disciple, he must be as weak as a chicken.
No wonder Hongjun had tried to claim kinship from the start; he had set a trap here.
Lei Dong's face showed a mysterious confidence. Beaming, he rubbed his hands together, eager to fight.
Mo Qi immediately changed his tune: "No, no, his level is not worth my effort." He then looked at Hongjun, "I want to fight you."
If he fought him, losing wouldn't be shameful, and winning would make him famous. Although he knew he had no chance of winning.
Before Hongjun could speak, Hai Ya said, "What are you rushing for? You're still far from fighting Master. Win against Lei Dong first. Even if you win against Lei Dong, you won't win against Hei Shen. If you win against Hei Shen, you won't win against me. If you can't even win against me, what right do you have to fight Master?"
Seeing Hai Ya's smug demeanor, Mo Qi became instantly annoyed. He had fought him last time and indeed lost by a small margin. Did that make him feel superior?
Hei Shen, meanwhile, became arrogant again, his wounds healed and his pain forgotten. He completely disregarded the lesson from his previous defeat.
He simply believed that Mo Qi had only won last time by ganging up on him and using underhanded tactics.
If it were a fair fight based on strength, how could Mo Qi defeat him?
"Then I'll fight you," Mo Qi pointed at Hai Ya.
They were too overbearing. Seeing that Hongjun was unlikely to fight, he thought for a moment and decided to settle for second best, choosing to fight Hai Ya.