Chapter 1222 alarmed many important figures
The lobby on the first floor of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.
The various prodigies who had been whispering among themselves fell silent instantly.
The surprise and curiosity on their faces turned into utter horror.
Shi Kai and Mu Wanling's pupils suddenly contracted.
They felt the aura of absolute dominance, exchanged a glance, and saw the turbulent waves in each other's eyes.
There was no hesitation.
The two bowed simultaneously, kneeling on one knee to show their respect for the Holy Emperor.
The second floor of the Wind and Rain Tower.
Gu Hanchuan had just sat down, preparing to listen to his subordinates' report.
The terrifying pressure then penetrated the building and descended upon him.
The composed smile on his face froze instantly.
The white jade folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
"This...this is...the aura of the Holy Emperor?!"
The White Bone Demon Sect disciples around him had long since succumbed to the strain, collapsing to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Gu Hanchuan gritted his teeth, frantically circulating his late-stage God King cultivation to resist the oppressive force.
He is the young sect master of the White Bone Demon Sect!
He is a top-tier figure ranked among the top thirty on the list of geniuses!
How could he kneel!
However, his resistance was so pale and powerless in the face of this overwhelming imperial might.
That pressure, like billions of mountains, pressed heavily on his spine.
The so-called pride of geniuses is nothing but an ant in the face of the true pressure of a holy emperor!
Click!
He heard the sound of his bones cracking.
"puff!"
Gu Hanchuan could no longer hold on. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs went weak, and his knees slammed heavily to the ground!
Every single cultivator in the entire Wind and Rain Tower, from top to bottom, knelt down without exception!
Only in the center of the square did three figures still stand proudly.
Xie Purou stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the magnificent sight of Wanxiu kneeling in worship, her little face full of pride.
You Ruo still maintained her aloof demeanor, but a beautiful curve appeared slightly at the corner of her mouth.
And Ye Chen.
He did not move an inch from beginning to end.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if the oppressive aura of the Holy Emperor, which was enough to make even a god-king bleed and all spirits kneel in submission, was to him nothing more than a gentle breeze.
His gaze didn't even linger on the kneeling crowd for a moment.
Instead, he raised his head and looked towards the higher part of the Wind and Rain Tower.
There, several even stronger auras seemed to be alarmed by this imperial might.
Imperial Decree!
These four words, like thunder from the heavens, exploded in everyone's mind.
The entire Baiyu Square was deathly quiet.
The expressions on the faces of the crowd, who had been laughing just moments before, froze completely.
Their mouths were agape, their eyes were wide open, and their throats felt like they had a wad of cotton stuffed in them, so they couldn't utter a single word.
The official in charge of registration was completely terrified.
He knelt on the ground, trembling like a leaf, tears streaming down his face.
"Your Majesty... have mercy!"
"You are blind and despicable! You deserve to die!"
He wailed and kowtowed with all his might.
boom!
boom!
boom!
His forehead collided with the hard white jade ground, producing a dull thud, and quickly became a bloody mess.
But he dared not stop, nor did he dare to hold back in the slightest.
Because he knew that disrespecting the Emperor's decree was a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family!
Xie Purou snorted coldly, looking down at him with her delicate chin slightly raised.
"Now, do you see clearly?"
Are you qualified?
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the square, each word striking a chord in everyone's hearts.
"Enough! Enough! Absolutely enough!"
The official cried out, his voice distorted.
"That despicable person is blind! That despicable person is abusing their power!"
"Please, Your Majesty, have mercy and spare my life!"
Xie Purou's words were like a death warrant.
The official's kowtowing became even more frantic, and soon a patch of glaring blood seeped onto the white jade ground.
"Fairy, spare me! You can't expect anything good to come out of my dog's mouth! I'm nothing but a dog!"
He was in tears, incoherent, and had completely lost any dignity as an official of the divine kingdom.
The surrounding kneeling crowd buried their heads even deeper.
Who would have thought that these two girls, who seemed to have no background whatsoever, actually had the Faceless Holy Emperor standing behind them!
Kunlun Holy Land?
They had never heard of this name before!
But now, these four words weigh heavier in their hearts than any immortal lineage or supreme god race!
To receive an imperial decree from the Holy Emperor is an immense honor!
At this moment, they felt no more mockery, only endless fear and regret.
I regretted joining in that fun!
If these two hold a grudge and say a few words to the Holy Emperor, their families and sects will be wiped out!
at this time.
"Boo! Hah! Hah!"
Several extremely powerful auras shot rapidly from the top floor of the Wind and Rain Tower, instantly descending upon the plaza.
The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe, whose aura was as deep as the sea.
As soon as he appeared, the surrounding space showed signs of distortion.
This person is none other than the owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, a genuine Saint Emperor Realm Level 3 expert!
Behind him were several elders with equally powerful auras, and at this moment, each of their faces was filled with horror and fear.
The owner of Fengyu Tower spotted the token on the jade table that exuded supreme imperial power at a glance, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel down as well.
However, as a Saint Emperor, his composure is still stronger than others.
He forced himself to calm down, quickly walked up to Ye Chen and the other two, bowed deeply, and didn't even dare to raise his head.
"Junior Feng Wanli greets the three distinguished guests!"
His voice was trembling.
"I was unaware of your arrival and have failed to greet you properly; I deserve to die for this!"
He dared not even think about the relationship between these three people and the Holy Emperor. Being able to hold the Holy Emperor's imperial decree meant that it represented the Holy Emperor's own will!
Xie Purou pouted and waved her hand, taking the token back.
As the token disappeared, the terrifying pressure that had enveloped everyone's souls finally dissipated.
call!
The entire plaza was filled with thousands of cultivators, all of whom were exhausted, panting heavily, their backs soaked with cold sweat.
Feng Wanli then dared to straighten up. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the official who was still kowtowing. His eyes instantly turned icy cold.
"Blind your dog eyes!"
He roared and raised his hand to deliver a slap.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound!
The official was sent flying by the slap, half of his cheek swollen high, teeth flying out mixed with blood and foam.
Before he could even scream, Feng Wanli's icy voice resounded throughout the entire venue.
"Guards! Our Fengyu Tower will never employ such blind fools!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than two guards stepped forward and dragged the official, who had fainted from fright, away like a dead dog.
