Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Thud! Thud!
Jiang Xiaonu’s words had made many in the spectator’s stands fall flat on their buttocks. Now, Jiang Yi’s words made Mo Huaisang, Xuanyuan Wudi, Jiutian Wen, Qin Huan, and Di Ling’er all grow weak. Their heavenly powers were disrupted as they crashed onto the battle arena.
They had been scared out of their wits. Of course, Mo Huaisang and the others were also afraid that they would incur the Phantom King’s wrath. After all, Jiang Yi had come here together with them. Hadn’t Mo Lingqiu already been sent flying by the Phantom King’s single strike?
The Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists were equally frightened. Jiang Xiaonu was presently together with Jiang Yi. If the Phantom King in his rage killed Jiang Xiaonu and Jiang Yi together, that would be disastrous.
Qi Qingchen’s body stiffened as a red-colored sword appeared in her hand. She looked at the Phantom King as her lips moved, “Phantom King, please do not take offense. Jiang Yi is still young and does not understand things. You cannot kill him.”
Qi Qingchen had already felt the Phantom King’s murderous intent. Although she knew that she was not the Phantom King’s match—even her father wasn’t, she still wanted to try and protect Jiang Yi. It wasn’t just because she owed Jiang Yi a huge debt but also because of Yi Piaopiao. She could not watch and do nothing as Yi Piaopiao’s son was killed by her own father. If Yi Piaopiao ever got wind of this news, could she still live?
“Hahaha!”
Phantom King raised his head and started to laugh, his aura furiously radiating and surging forward with huge pressure. Although Qi Qingchen had blocked most of it, Jiang Yi’s body immediately grew weak when he sensed it. If it wasn’t for Jiang Xiaonu, he would probably not have any strength left to support his own body.
The Phantom King finished laughing as he looked at Qi Qingchen mockingly, “Why can’t I kill him? Whoever wishes to cleanse my Saint Spirit Mountain with blood—no matter who—will have to die!”
Swish!
Mo Lingqiu—who had been sent crashing into the spectator’s stand in the distance—flew forward and genuflected heavily on the jade-stone ground. He didn’t even bother to wipe the fresh blood from his mouth as he cupped his hands and said, “Phantom King, Jiang Yi is still young and rash. Please do not be angry. If you have to kill someone, I am willing to take his place.”
Bang, bang, bang!
The Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists all dropped to one knee as they said in unison, “Please do not take offense, Phantom King. We are willing to take young mistress’… and Jiang Yi’s place!”
They did not have a choice either. Yi Tu and a group of Phantom Race formidable martial artists had locked onto them. Once they made a move, they would be attacked immediately. Jiang Yi could not die. Now that Jiang Xiaonu’s memories had returned—if Jiang Yi died, Jiang Xiaonu would definitely follow suit. They could only kneel down to beg for forgiveness.
“Hmph!”
Qi Qingchen, Mo Lingqiu, and the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists’ attitudes conversely made the Phantom King even angrier. He was an extremely old-fashioned, stubborn person. A group of people willing to die for Jiang Yi made him feel even more infuriated. He was so angry that he started to smile as he looked at Jiang Yi and said, “What is so special about this person? That all of you would give your lives for him? Give me a reason as to why I cannot kill him?”
“He…”
Qi Qingchen had wanted to reveal Jiang Yi’s identity but decided not to in the end. If Jiang Yi’s identity was made known, based on the Phantom King’s character, he would make things worse for Yi Piaopiao while Jiang Yi would be in even more danger.
Mo Lingqiu also did not say anything. He could not possibly say that the Earth Emanations Sovereign looked favorably on Jiang Yi, right? As for the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists, they had even less to say. They didn’t care if Jiang Yi died or not; they were only concerned with Jiang Xiaonu.
Jiang Yi also did not say anything. He would not outright say that he was Yi Piaopiao’s son and the Phantom King’s very own grandson.
He had never treated the Phantom King as his grandfather even once. He had not been joking when he said he was going to cleanse the Saint Spirit Mountain with blood. He had utterly lost faith in the Phantom King and knew that if he wanted to save Yi Piaopiao, he could only do it using his sword and not from kowtowing or begging for mercy!
He did not trigger the Phantom King further not because he was afraid of death, but because so many people were volunteering to die on his behalf. If he still continued to do something stupid, that would be rendering their efforts naught and would hurt them as well.
He looked at the Phantom King coldly without any fear in his eyes. In fact, he was actually looking at the Phantom King like a soundless young wolf cub at a lion king. His gaze was extremely resolute; as long as the Phantom King chose not to kill him today—when he became stronger one day, he would definitely go to the Saint Spirit Mountain and rescue Yi Piaopiao. Whoever dared to stop him, he will kill!
Swish!
At this moment, a streak of green light came rushing from the south. It had just been five hundred kilometers away just a second ago, and now, it had entered the battle arena. This person’s green hair flayed as he stared at Jiang Xiaonu and Jiang Yi wildly and intractably. A flash of green light suddenly filled his body as wings appeared on his back and his hands became lethal claws. His body then transformed into a lightning bolt as he clawed at Jiang Yi.
“Uh—”
Many people gasped. The Phantom King had not attacked, but Little Eagle King had actually done so? He had also transformed instantly and was about to claw Jiang Yi to death?
“Hmph!”
Qi Qingchen’s body flashed as she pointed her finger forward as Little Eagle King’s body was immediately sent flying backward. Qi Qingchen’s cold gaze swept at Little Eagle King as she shouted in fury, “Little Eagle King, what are you doing? Are you mad?”
Jiang Xiaonu immediately stood in front of Jiang Yi to shield him. She looked at Little Eagle King coldly as she shouted, “Mu Benlei, if you want to kill my young master, you have to kill me as well!”
“Young Master? Hmph!”
The Little Eagle King roared out in rage, “You are the high and mighty young princess of the Ink Feather Race; you are actually calling an imbecile like him your young master? Mu Xiaoyu, even if you aren’t afraid of losing face, we are! If this person is not killed, will the Ink Feather Race still have face left? Die!”
Little Eagle King flew forward repeatedly and was knocked back by Qi Qingchen over and over again; he could not get near at all. The crowd watched as they grew more and more confused. What on earth was happening today? It was getting messier and messier.
The Phantom King watched for a while and grew a little irritated. He suddenly shouted, “Alright, stop acting! Little Eagle King, scram to one side! Since you can’t kill him, I will help you!”
Little Eagle King and Qi Qingchen stopped at the same time. The Phantom King had suddenly disappeared in thin air. Jiang Xiaonu also suddenly started sweating as she grew fearful and hugged Jiang Yi tightly. She screamed furiously, “Phantom King, if you dare to touch my young master—when I grow strong in the future, I will eliminate the Phantom Race!”
Swish!
Little Eagle King and Qi Qingchen all flew near Jiang Yi as Mo Lingqiu also exploded forward to guard Jiang Yi’s rear. Everyone was standing ready as if facing a mortal enemy. The Phantom Race’s most terrifying ability was the Art of Assassination. Now that the most powerful absolute formidable martial artist of the Phantom Race had vanished using the Art of Concealment, no one could detect him. Jiang Yi could possibly be killed in the next moment!
The Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists also moved forward at this time. At this crucial moment—even if they had to give their lives, they had to do something. What if the Phantom King killed Jiang Xiaonu and Little Eagle King in his rage as well?
Little Eagle King had indeed been acting before this. However, he was genuinely mad at Jiang Yi; even though he wouldn’t kill Jiang Yi—if he had the chance to, he was going to wound him severely if he could. He was not clear about the relationship between Jiang Xiaonu, Jiang Yi, and Yi Piaopiao. He was just irritated and felt ashamed that Jiang Xiaonu had kept on calling Jiang Yi her young master ever since she got back.
Bang, bang, bang!
Three low noises rang out. Besides Qi Qingchen, no one else present saw how the Phantom King had launched his attack.
They only heard three sounds as Qi Qingchen, Mo Lingqiu, and Little Eagle King were all sent flying, spitting blood as they went. An ancient hand then appeared from nowhere and was just about to furiously smack the back of Jiang Yi’s head.
