Unrivaled Martial Emperor

The wind stopped.

The air turned icy.

All eyes in the crowd narrowed as they focused on Zhao Kongming. He was enraged and surging with killing intent, his aura boiling.

Big trouble!

No one had thought the battle between Zhao Ziyang and Chen Qingqing would end like this.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Qingqing dominated Zhao Ziyang effortlessly. In the final moments, even Zhao Kongming couldn't prevent his son from meeting a tragic fate.

Zhao Ziyang had lost his cultivation, and his status would now be lower than an ant's.

The participants' fate was disregarded on the battle platform unless they surrendered.

However, that was Zhao Ziyang—Zhao Kongming’s son, the Zhao Clan’s Young Patriarch, and the number one genius of the Zhao Clan’s younger generation.

With Zhao Ziyang crippled, could Zhao Kongming remain passive? Would he still abide by the martial arts meet's rules?

The atmosphere in the crowd grew heavy as if ominous clouds were descending upon the city, ready to wreak havoc.

The conflict between the Chen Clan and the Zhao Clan had irreversibly deepened.

“Damn it! Damn it! Every one of you deserves to die!”

Zhao Kongming had completely lost all rationality. He had a malevolent expression that starkly contrasted with the dignified demeanor he had previously shown as the Zhao Clan's patriarch.

The killing intent coming from him covered heaven and earth. The temperature in the area plummeted as if they were in the middle of winter.

As martial artists, simple coldness couldn’t affect them.

However, this chilling sensation was different.

This was killing intent. It was an intense killing intent that penetrated to the bone, overpowering even Qi Grandmasters.

Over at the Zhao Clan’s stand, experts stood up one after another. Their demeanor mirrored Zhao Kongming's, brimming with killing intent, as they glared at the Chen Clan.

Thump, thump, thump.

At the slimmest signal from Zhao Kongming, they would launch into a merciless assault, ready to end the lives of the Chen Clan members.

“Big trouble! Big trouble! Are they about to go to war?”

The crowd felt the tense atmosphere in the arena that was thick with the possibility of a massive and tragic fight. Everyone’s mind was trembling non-stop.

Zhao Kongming’s cold gaze was directed at Chen Zhengqing and the others, as he emanated a shockingly strong killing intent.

“Chen Clan, every one of you deserves to die!”

Chen Zhengqing said with a cold expression, “Watch your words, Patriarch Zhao! On the stage, as long as no one concedes, their life or death is up to fate. You can’t blame my Chen Clan when your son’s skills fall short.”

Zhao Kongming laughed maniacally, and his churning aura grew even fiercer.

“Hahahaha, up to fate? His skills are inferior? Good one!”

“What nonsensical rules! My son’s life is a hundred times—no, a thousand times more precious than your entire Chen Clan combined! Even wiping out your clan wouldn't suffice to pay for it! Today, every member of your Chen Clan will be buried here!"

The Zhao Clan’s people roared furiously, shaking the sky.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

“Hoho, it seems Patriarch Zhao is planning to clash with my Chen Clan. Given the circumstances, there's no need for games. Summon those thirty-something Yuanfu realm experts hidden within your mansion." Chen Zhengqing did not need to feign civility anymore. He directly exposed that over thirty Yuanfu realm experts hid deep inside the Zhao Clan’s mansion.

Zhao Kongming’s pupils immediately shrunk violently.

“What?”

Qian Tongtian, Zhang Huaiyuan, and the others quickly stood up, their faces filled with shock.

More than thirty Yuanfu realm experts!

When did the Zhao Clan amass such a force?

“You’ve actually noticed them!” Zhao Kongming did not deny it despite sounding a bit surprised.

“Hoho, I noticed them the moment I stepped into your mansion.”

Chen Zhengqing laughed coldly. He conveniently omitted that Chen Fan had informed him, as Chen Fan served as the Chen Clan's hidden ace.

“Tell them to show themselves. I do want to see which clans your Zhao Clan colluded with to plot against my Chen Clan!” Chen Zhengqing said coldly.

“Haha, Brother Kongming, why bother wasting your breath on them? He must be stalling for time to call for reinforcements. Let’s strike now, as agreed. It’s time for Watermoon City to undergo some changes,” said Zheng Qinghu as he stood up.

Simultaneously, the members of the Li, Sun, Wang, and Wu clans all stood up, emitting icy auras and sealing the area. They glared at the Chen, Qian, Zhang, Lǚ, and Zhou clan members.

“Zhao Kongming, Zheng Qinghu, what do you mean by this?” said Qian Tongtian, as his expression darkened, realizing that the City Clash Convention held more complexity than initially expected—it was more of a Hongmen Banquet.

“Send the signal. Call for reinforcements!” Zhang Huaiyuan cried out, and fireworks exploded into the sky.

Zhao Kongming narrowed his eyes. Chilling killing intent surged as he roared, “Come out, all of you!”

Immediately, numerous powerful auras surged to the skies from the depths of the Zhao Clan’s mansion, stirring the wind and clouds. They were all Yuanfu realm auras, numbering no fewer than thirty.

Qian Tongtian shrieked, “Zhao Kongming, your six great clans have united to eliminate us!"

“Hoho, Qian Tongtian, Brother Kongming extended an invitation to the four great clans, but you turned him down. So, there’s no need for the four great clans to continue to exist in Watermoon City,” Zheng Qinghu remarked with a cold laugh, laying bare the truth.

The hidden blade had been revealed!

“You want to wipe out our clans? You won’t have it easy, either!” Qian Tongtian said sternly.

Li Yuanba laughed maniacally and said, “Hahahaha, Qian Tongtian, do you believe there's any hope for you few? Thirty-four Yuanfu realm experts are here, not to mention Brother Kongming and Brother Qinghu, who are both at the fifth level. How long will we need to kill you?

“By the time your reinforcements are here, you will already be dead. Can they still overturn the situation? Hahaha...”

The crowd felt a chill in their hearts.

No one had expected the Zhao Clan to set up an inescapable net with the five great clans to wipe out the other great clans.

“Damn it! Zhao Kongming, Zheng Qinghu, all of you deserve to die!” The patriarchs, Zhou Butong and Lǚ Hou, roared fiercely.

“Haha, Zhou Butong, Lǚ Hou, we won’t die... because you will!” Li Yuanba laughed coldly.

Swish, swish, swish...

At this time, the sound of wind breaking rang out.

The thirty-something Yuanfu realm experts hiding in the Zhao Clan’s mansion received the signal and came rushing to the martial arts arena.

“Chen Zhengqing, your Chen Clan will be annihilated today! I’ll avenge my son with your Chen Clan’s blood! None of your people will be spared!”

Zhao Kongming looked at Chen Zhengqing and added coldly, “I forgot to mention this. I sent third-level Yuanfu realm experts to Xuanyang City as well. None of your Chen Clan’s people will escape!”

Chen Zhengqing’s expression sank as soon as he heard this.

However, Chen Fan said, “No need to worry, Father. Those people will only be walking into their deaths if they go.”

Chen Tianxiong was indeed no match for third-level Yuanfu realm experts. However, with the Mountain River Stars Grand Array in place, it would be no different from throwing their lives away if they tried to kill their way into the Chen Clan mansion.

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