Chapter 39: The Sword Order Returns, Everyone is Terrified!
Beiyang, Tianjian City!
At the city gate, a guard saw the distant sword energy rising to the sky and quickly flew up.
“It’s the Sword Order! The prince orders the destruction of Tiangang Holy Land!”
Naturally, above the city, the Sword Emperor also saw this message.
Rubbing his temples, his voice thundered in the sky, “Send someone fast to destroy that damn Tiangang Holy Land.”
“Shen Fengzi is willing to serve the Sword Emperor!”
A rainbow light shot out from the city, almost instantly disappearing into the horizon, moving so fast it was nearly invisible to the naked eye.
The disciples of Tiangang Holy Land had no idea that a Saint, whose every move could change the heavens and earth, was about to give them a big surprise.
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Jiumang Mountain Range.
Everyone stared at Lin Qi’an with disbelief.
This so-called Sword Order actually relied on beams of light to send the message to distant Beiyang? If that was true, it was too domineering!
If the Sword Emperor received this message, destroying Tiangang Holy Land would be as easy as flipping a hand?
“It seems we underestimated the prince… no, the Emperor’s son! Both are princes, but this Beiyang prince is the son of a Great Emperor. The difference in foundation is clear.”
“A single Sword Order can destroy any sect in the world… Such domineering power truly makes one’s heart tremble!”
Those watching from the sects were shocked and relieved they didn’t oppose the prince. As mere spectators, they felt no psychological pressure.
Besides, they never liked Nanyue monopolizing the secret realm. Normally, they wouldn’t dare resist, but now that the Beiyang prince was here, Nanyue hit a hard wall.
The members of Ziyou Holy Land were thrilled, staring in admiration at the white-robed figure.
“Thank goodness our Saintess is on the prince’s side! Indeed, having a renowned Saintess in the sect is important!”
“Look at Tianchi Holy Land, they’ve risen overnight because of it!”
Tianchi Holy Land was now attracting envious glances, with some sects even quietly sending people to curry favor.
In the future, whenever Tianchi Holy Land speaks, the first thing they’d say would probably be:
‘Our Tianchi Saintess is the personal maid of the Beiyang prince.’
This statement alone would earn them respect! And if they didn’t get it, they could angrily say:
‘Do you look down on maids? Or Beiyang itself?’
Their opponent would immediately back down.
Meanwhile, countless sects and holy lands secretly decided to make their Holy Lords and Sect Masters have more daughters…
Maybe in twenty years, one might catch the prince’s eye? After all, this prince might not be like the Sword Emperor, who loved only one woman all his life. Everyone had a chance…
The spectators felt relaxed, but those opposing Beiyang felt entirely different! The Holy Lord of Tiangang was pale, feeling as if he had a bone stuck in his throat, trembling all over. A great fear enveloped him.
Perhaps, once he returns, Tiangang Holy Land would be in ruins. A thousand years of foundation, destroyed in an instant!
“Prince… I was wrong! Please, show mercy!” The Holy Lord of Tiangang, a powerful Dao Transformation Realm expert, kneeled from a distance, begging a young man.
This scene made many people shake their heads.
If he had known this, why did he act so rashly? Losing his son should have been enough; seeking revenge brought the whole holy land to ruin.
The most distressed was Zhao Sanfeng, the prince of Nanyue. He stammered and couldn’t speak. After this scene, did he still dare act against Lin Qi’an? No. If he did, the next Sword Order might flatten Nanyue!
His Southern Python Guards, who were shivering, had lost their earlier arrogance.
“The Sword Order is issued and cannot be revoked.” Lin Qi’an’s face was indifferent.
Behind Zhao Sanfeng, a Holy Lord clutched his chest, “Your Highness, my old injury has flared up, I need to return to recuperate.”
“Your Highness, I just remembered today is the old ancestor’s birthday, I must leave first!”
“Oh no, I suddenly remembered there are many unresolved matters in the sect, we must leave now.”
“My mother passed away, today is the seventh day, I must go back. Sorry, Your Highness.”
The sects that came in force to seek justice were now filled with the desire to retreat. Adaptability is the key to survival.
But the next moment, a voice stopped them.
“Did this prince allow you to leave? Whoever leaves now will be the next Tiangang Holy Land!”
This caused everyone to be terrified. They hadn’t expected that even trying to leave wasn’t an option. This Beiyang prince was outrageously domineering…
Too afraid to speak, they had to stay.
“The game continues. Next, Tianchan Holy Land.”