Those closest felt as if celestial mountains pressed upon their souls.
Behind the crowd, Dugu Bo trembled in nostalgic terror.
Dugu Bo:
Yes. Yes! This is it!
This exact feeling.....
The aura he had when he stepped on my face!
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
Knees struck the floor endlessly.
Every minister, guard, servant, and hidden expert collapsed simultaneously...
kneeling, foreheads pressed hard to the ground.
Even Emperor Xueye, who lacked both strength and courage, was pinned into his own dragon throne...unable to move even a finger under the oppressive weight.
Yuan Longxuan slowly stepped forward.
Every one of his footsteps increased the pressure crushing the emperor's body.
"Xueye," he said lightly, "look around. All your officials have knelt.
Why do you dare remain upright?"
"Tap… tap… tap…"
His steps grew closer.
Xueye's body contorted under the overwhelming force, squeezed into a twisted shape on the throne like a damp rag.
"So tell me, Emperor Xueye...
why do you refuse to kneel?"
Yuan Longxuan didn't wait for an answer.
He simply continued, as though reciting a trivial matter:
"Your royal family's actions have severely disturbed the daily life of me and my team.
Therefore, you will compensate us with fifty billion gold soul coins."
Xueye nearly vomited blood.
Fifty billion?!
He wants to empty the national treasury!
Isn't this the same as killing him?!
Yuan Longxuan continued peacefully:
"As for mental damages… hn, I am merciful.
We'll waive it."
Ministers trembled.
Dugu Bo almost laughed aloud.
"But before the compensation…
I want to see sincerity."
Yuan Longxuan smiled.
"Kowtow until I am satisfied."
He released the pressure.
Xueye gasped desperately, gulping air like a man who had just escaped drowning.
As a mere Soul King, he had no resistance at all against Yuan Longxuan's might.
"Tch. No sincerity?
Forget it.
The Heaven Dou Empire is due for a change of dynasty anyway.
I'll just—"
Before Yuan Longxuan could finish.....
"Thud!! Thud!! THUD THUD THUD!!!"
Xueye slammed his forehead against the ground so rapidly it sounded like drumbeats.
"I was wrong! I was wrong!!!
I shouldn't have offended Your Majesty!
It was all my foolish brother!
I will hand him over....
Please—please spare me.....
No, think of me as a fart and let me go—!!"
Dugu Bo folded his arms and nodded in appreciation.
This scene alone was worth the trip.
A kneeling, frantic emperor.
A divine youth towering over all.
In this world, kings were nothing before absolute power.
Yuan Longxuan ignored the kowtowing emperor and walked to the assassins who had tried to ambush him earlier.
Pinned under his Dragon God's Might, they could not move.
Face on the floor.
Knees locked in place.
His voice drifted over them, cold as winter steel:
"Which hand and which leg did you use to attack me earlier?
I advise you to remember clearly."
Mixed with Xueye's frantic kowtowing, Yuan Longxuan's voice felt like the whisper of a demon.
A thin thread of sword intent wrapped each of their bodies.....
a sensation telling them:
If he wills it, they will become scattered pieces of flesh instantly.
Finally, one man broke under the pressure.
"I—I used my right—"
"Splat."
He never finished.
A flick of Yuan Longxuan's finger.
The man's right arm and right leg exploded into a mist of blood, coating the others' faces and robes.
"Thud!"
"AHHHHHH!!! MY ARM—MY LEG—!!!"
The man's agonized screams were cut short by Yuan Longxuan casually kicking him aside.
"Crack… Boom!"
His half-body slammed into a stone wall and slid down, barely clinging to life.
The remaining attackers panicked.
"Right hand! I used my right hand!"
"Left leg! I used my left leg!"
"I—I—!"
Fear swallowed their dignity.
They scrambled to answer before their fates matched their companion's.
Yuan Longxuan sighed.
"So annoying.
Left hand, right leg… too troublesome.
Let's just do the same thing I did to him.
Halving the body is so much simpler."
Blood splashed in crisp arcs.
"Puchi! Puchi!"
More than a dozen cuts landed in swift succession.
Those so-called "Consecrated Elders," who clung to their rank and status like starving dogs to bones, were already half-crippled on the ground.
But Yuan Longxuan wasn't without sympathy.
Seeing them grit their teeth and endure the agony without daring to utter a cry, he generously decided not to kill them.
...for now.
Up ahead, Emperor Xue Ye was still kowtowing like a madman.
From the moment Yuan Longxuan began disciplining the consecrated group, over two minutes had passed.
Realizing this, Yuan Longxuan almost felt the old emperor was… surprisingly sincere.
So sincere, in fact, that he decided to reward him—
by letting him live three years longer.
"Your sincerity is acceptable. Stop kowtowing. Let's talk about how you plan to cash out the fifty billion gold soul coins you owe me."
"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
…
Xue Ye seemed addicted to kowtowing.
So addicted, in fact, that he didn't even hear Yuan Longxuan's words.
PA!
A crisp, resounding slap echoed through the grand hall.
Yuan Longxuan's palm showed no mercy at all, directly smacking the emperor's face sideways, staggering him.
"I said—stop kowtowing. Let's discuss your compensation. Understand?"
That slap successfully knocked Emperor Xue Ye back to his senses.
Around them, ministers who were being suppressed by Yuan Longxuan's aura were trembling uncontrollably.
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