The Holy Artifact, Feather Fan, appeared in eight forms.

Each form was enveloped in razor-sharp Gang Qi.

The domineering and fierce Gang Qi sliced through the air like knives, buzzing loudly!

The five Clan Leaders watched the Holy Artifact with awe, nearly in reverence.

This is a supreme Holy Artifact.

...

In their eyes, Fang Yu was already a dead man.

No possibility of survival.

Including Aoguang beside him.

Aoguang was surprised to see Ao Qing suddenly take action, not expecting him to act so decisively and immediately use a Holy Artifact. This greatly surprised him.

But when he thought about the target being Fang Yu, it didn't matter.

If he's killed, he's killed.

Everything was under the control of the Great Elder and the Second Elder.

...

Swish, swish swish...

The Divine Fan kept spinning, like countless sharp blades, stabbing towards Fang Yu.

If touched, it would undoubtedly slice him into minced meat!

"Dan Yu! You are destined to die!"

Whoosh!

Everyone widened their eyes, watching the scene before them.

Jiang Hongxiu shook her head regretfully...

At the moment everyone thought Fang Yu was doomed.

Fang Yu made an elegant move.

He slowly raised his right hand.

"Dragon Soul Power! Supreme Spiritual Will!"

"High-grade Dragon Soul!"

Crunch.

Crunch.

The air in front of him froze.

The ripples were pinned down.

The Holy Artifact, Divine Fan, stopped rotating abruptly, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Everything halted.

Everyone looked at the scene before them, in disbelief, not knowing what had happened, their faces full of shock and awe!

The people of the five great clans were wide-eyed.

The Tianyin Clan people, and Jiang Hongxiu, frowned deeply, unable to understand!

...

It's understandable if others didn't know.

But the person involved, Ao Qing, couldn't be oblivious.

And Aoguang beside him!

"Dragon Soul Power!"

"It's actually Dragon Soul Power!"

Just as a storm surged within Ao Qing's heart——

Fang Yu spoke calmly, "Heavenly Gang Gold Needle!"

Whoosh!

A golden light pierced through the center of the Divine Fan, as if cutting through the sky.

Thunk————

A needle pierced through the Divine Fan, continuing onward, piercing Ao Qing's body.

The Golden Needle did not stop.

An Immortal Spiritual Artifact with spirituality, how could it miss such a delicacy as the Holy Artifact, Divine Fan?

It immediately turned directions, passing through the Divine Fan.

The Divine Fan just vanished like that!

No one knew that it was eaten by the Artifact Spirit, Little Divine Dragon, but Fang Yu knew.

Fang Yu paused.

Let it eat, let it eat, after all, as Little Divine Dragon's power increases, so does mine, it's a good thing. Keeping the Holy Artifact is useless, better to give it to the Artifact Spirit as food.

Next.

Fang Yu swung his right hand.

Boom!

Ao Qing exploded like a water-filled balloon, blood splattered, leaving pieces everywhere!

...

The entire process took only a few seconds.

Without the slightest hesitation.

...

Aoguang was thoroughly stunned, standing frozen in place, not knowing what to do...

He couldn't stop trembling, his eyes widened!

His lips quivered as he stuttered, "Dragon Soul… You, you… How can you have… Dragon, Dragon Soul? Who… Who are you?"

He was incoherent!

Panicked!

Even, terrified!

Fang Yu's gaze fell on Aoguang, saying, "In the name of the Dragon Clan Prince, I swear to cleanse the Dragon Clan's house. In the name of the Tiandu Mountain Emperor Yu, I swear to slaughter all those who betray me!"

Clang!

Dragon Roar Sword!

When the Dragon Roar Sword appeared.

The entire audience was shocked!

They were all intimidated by the Immortal Spiritual Artifact shimmering with a deadly aura!

The Clan Leaders of the five great clans and their subordinates were almost scared out of their wits.

For the first time, Aoguang found himself unable to move.

He was scared.

Never before, except for the three Elders, had he seen someone stronger than himself. Now a powerful figure suddenly emerged, holding an unknown weapon even more advanced than a Holy Artifact! All he could do was fear!

Driven by continuous fear——

Aoguang fell to his knees with a thud.

"Have mercy, Prince!"

"Spare me, Prince!"

Bang bang bang!

His forehead hit the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, almost to the point of bleeding!

Fang Yu raised his sword!

"Thunder Light!"

This was the ninth move of the Rain Cutting Sword Technique.

Signifies brilliance like thunder!

Crackle crackle!

Sword Light surged!

Fang Yu swept horizontally, swinging the Dragon Roar Sword to release a wave of Gang Qi, then vanished!

Everything returned to its original state.

As if nothing had happened.

The entire scene was still as deathly silent, the quiet was unsettlingly eerie, raising the hairs on their skin!

Without even looking at Aoguang kneeling on the ground, Fang Yu's gaze shifted to the people of the five great clans.

He took a step!

One step.

Two steps.

By the time he reached the third step.

Crack.

Aoguang's body split in two, evenly sliced apart!

Blood gushed out.

The scent of blood instantly filled the entire plaza.

The female disciples of the Tianyin Clan, who cherished cleanliness, couldn't accept the bloody scene before them.

All bent over and began to vomit.

Even the well-experienced Jiang Hongxiu couldn't help feeling like throwing up, but considering her status and position, she forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her stomach, staring steadfastly at the scene.

To kill a person every ten steps, leaving none alive for a thousand miles!

This method of killing, like cutting grass or crushing ants, was easy, simple...

Jiang Hongxiu suddenly recalled what Fang Yu had said earlier——

"I swear in the name of the Dragon Clan Prince, to cleanse the Dragon Clan's house!"

He truly is the Dragon Clan Prince!

He is indeed the legitimate heir of the Dragon Clan!

All previous speculations were correct!

For a moment, Jiang Hongxiu was overwhelmed with emotion, even with her millennia of experience, she couldn't stop tears from welling up!

"The Tianyin Clan is saved! The Tianyin Clan… is saved!" Jiang Hongxiu exclaimed excitedly.

"Ancestor, don't get too excited!"

"Ancestor… Your health isn't great, please don't get too emotional!"

Seeing the young women so concerned about her.

Jiang Hongxiu felt her life was not in vain.

Everyone called her a thousand-year-old monster, and she herself thought so too… In fact, she had long grown tired of living, time being the easiest thing to wear down the heart and passion, the only thing she couldn't let go of was the continuation of the Tianyin Clan!

Looking at her descendants, Jiang Hongxiu said, "I command you all as a member of the Tianyin Clan, from now on, no matter what happens, you must be loyal and devoted to Mr. Fang!"

"Yes! Disciple obeys!" The Tianyin women knelt down!

"Moreover, if Mr. Fang… no, if the Prince is willing! You must be willing to serve as slaves or concubines… No refusal!"

"Yes!"

They heard Jiang Hongxiu emphasize the word "concubine" forcefully.

Having followed the Clan Leader for so many years, they of course knew the ancestors' thoughts.

Only thus.

Could the Tianyin Clan enjoy long-term peace and stability.

...

In the arena.

Fang Yu's three steps seemed to have taken a long time.

Finally, he came before the five Clan Leaders and their subordinates.

Long sword.

Killing intent.

An imperious gaze that looked down on the world!

And an aura that regards life as trivial as grass!

Suddenly——

Thud!

Everyone from the five great clans knelt down!

"Forgive us, Prince!"

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