The Peerless Emperor

Bang!

A figure thundered from afar and landed firmly in front of Lin Qian, kneeling on one knee, "Your Majesty, please allow your servant to execute this audacious madman, to set an example for all to see and hear."

"Your Majesty is noble and supreme. Such scum is unworthy of speaking to Your Majesty. To dare utter insults, they deserve a thousand deaths."

Zhao Long became more agitated as he spoke, his angry voice emanating from his throat, "The Yun family of the Huaxia Empire raising battle against the Huaxia Empire is an offense against the celestial might, a sin compounded. They don't even have the right to meet Your Majesty's gaze."

"I appreciate your loyalty," Lin Qian said with a reassuring smile, placing his hand on the other's head after hearing Zhao Long's words.

Zhang Juncheng standing beside was utterly dumbfounded.

He could tell that Zhao Long was incredibly powerful and his loyalty to Lin Qian had reached the point of fanaticism; no one was allowed to offend the object of his worship.

Having such a faithful and powerful subordinate is a tremendous blessing for any ruler of a power.

"Hmph, where did this lunatic come from? With your strength, you want to stir up some waves?" In mid-air, looking at Zhao Long who had rushed from afar, Yun Meng scoffed, "Anyone can boast. I'm curious to see how you, at the Seventh Level of the Awakening Realm, plan to execute me."

As Yun Meng raised his hand, nine spherical Elemental Components orbited around him. After being eroded by Ice Cold Soul Power, they gathered into a stream of cold that converged onto the Elemental Artifact Heart in his palm, and an Ice Cold Primordial Weapon spear materialized.

The Yun family, being a grand family of Artifact Refining with Ice Cold attributes, excels at quenching during Soul Device forging, especially at the moment of taking shape.

Such craftsmanship, especially in constructing Elemental Weapons and Soul Devices, was where the Yun family excelled, resulting in particularly stable and durable structures.

The solidified Ice Cold Elemental Weapon spear in Yun Meng's hand, he gripped it firmly, pointing the tip directly at Zhao Long: "You talk big, come on up and meet your death. As for your so-called Emperor, he is nothing but the bastard of the Yun family, just tell the truth."

Standing beside Lin Qian, Zhao Long clenched his fists so tightly they creaked, with Huaxia-attribute Soul Power surging out, plainly showing he was already in a furious rage, wishing he could tear Yun Meng limb from limb.

Zhao Long reached out his hand, and the Tailong Spear was already firmly grasped in his palm. The spear was infused with faint yellow Huaxia-attribute Soul Power, shining with a dazzling brilliance. The intensely fluctuating aura, along with his rage, surged higher and higher.

Bang!

The entire Renhuang Martial Emperor was slightly shaken. Zhao Long, who had been beside Lin Qian, could no longer bear such humiliation and valiantly charged into the sky towards Yun Meng.

"An Emperor not only possesses the power to demand and govern the world but also to bestow and gift the world," Lin Qian said softly, looking at Zhao Long charging at Yun Meng. His right hand opened to reveal a faint outline of mountain and river phantoms, forming into the Mountain and River Jade Seal floating above his palm.

"Emperor's Power!"

As Lin Qian's words fell, from within the Mountain and River Jade Seal, suddenly burst forth a crimson-gold thunder and a blizzard of white orchid chill, entering Zhao Long's body.

Right after, Zhao Long's left hand was covered with the crimson-gold thunder, while his right hand was enveloped by the white orchid chill.

It was at this moment that Zhao Long had already reached Yun Meng, and he lifted the Tailong Spear in his hand, smashing it down upon his opponent's head.

Seeing this, Yun Meng also raised the Ice Cold spear in his hand to block in front of himself, intercepting the attack.

The shafts of the two long spears collided with a deafening crash, sending vibrations outward. The ripple of Qi Force spread around, causing even Emperor Yuheng nearby to slightly change color. A thin layer of Soul Power floated on the surface to withstand the residual force from the clash of the two combatants.

"Hmm?" Originally, Yun Meng had not taken Zhao Long seriously, considering Master Level strength in the Awakening Realm to be far below his own.

Because he had underestimated his opponent, the huge force transmitted through the spear shaft caught him off guard. Unsteady, he nearly let his Ice Cold spear fly from his grasp.

Boom!

After colliding, both men were forced to retreat due to the recoil.

Stabilizing his stance, Yun Meng looked doubtfully at Zhao Long in front of him. He couldn't fathom the terrifying force of his opponent, as his cultivation level clearly wasn't that powerful.

How was Zhao Long able to unleash such a formidable strength? What was his secret?

While he was still puzzled, Zhao Long had already closed in, furiously swinging his Tailong Spear overhead and viciously aiming it down towards Yun Meng's head.

Yun Meng carefully watched the spear thrust towards him. It obviously lacked the intensity and speed compared to the previous one, and couldn't possibly compare.

Facing this thrust, Yun Meng didn't evade; with a backhanded thrust of his own spear, he collided with the incoming spear tip. The collision of their massive forces sent sparks flying.

"Ugh!"

Yun Meng grunted, his hand holding the Ice Cold spear going numb, almost unable to maintain his grip.

"Again?" Seeing his opponent press the attack, Yun Meng hurriedly stepped back, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The opponent's strength seemed modest, unimpressive when he struck, but it often surged after Yun Meng made his move.

Yun Meng had never seen anything like this; such an adversary truly vexed him.

Emperor Yuheng, who was watching the battle, clearly recognized Yun Meng's awkward predicament. A sinister look gleamed in his eyes as he stealthily approached Zhao Long.

But just then, a sword light howled through the air, blocking Emperor Yuheng's advance.

In an instant, numerous Sword Qi appeared around Emperor Yuheng's body, forming a tight circle around him.

At that moment, Zhang Juncheng also arrived beside him: "Allow me to test your strength, young friend."

Zhang Juncheng's words put immense pressure on Emperor Yuheng, who was clearly lying if he claimed to be unfazed before such a legendary figure.

Meanwhile, Yun Meng and Zhao Long had clashed many times in a short period, with the former experiencing extreme frustration. The unnatural fluctuations in force were extremely distressing.

The strength varied unpredictably, from weak to strong, making it impossible to anticipate and defend against. A seemingly feeble strike would explode with terrifying force, while what should have been a formidable blow would become incredibly weak.

Suddenly, Yun Meng identified the problem: it was Lin Qian, who was seated on the Renhuang Martial Emperor's vessel, holding the Mountain and River Jade Seal, and above it floated a phantom image of Zhao Long.

It would be naïve to disbelieve Lin Qian's involvement in this scenario.

Capture the king first to capture his subjects!

Yun Meng's eyes grew cold, his aura erupting as he rapidly charged towards Lin Qian's location, his speed so fast, even Zhao Long couldn't keep up.

The tip of his Ice Cold spear gleamed with a chilling light, pointed straight at Lin Qian's throat.