Chapter 106: Predicament!
BOOM!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Shatter!
Like this, the barrier shattered.
Han Wuji’s vision was covered by the explosion for a while before his gaze fell on the dead body of his grandson.
“Yujin!!!!!!!” He let out a cry of grief upon his grandson’s death before flying into a state of rage.
“You bastard, I was respectful to you till the last moment, but you didn’t like that. Now, you are yourself to blame for your upcoming death.”
Soon, Ashen felt a mountain of pressure on his shoulders.
Before, It was the barrier that was preventing the emperor’s pressure from affecting anyone in the arena.
Han Wuji, pressing down with his hand, focused his pressure only on Ashen.
“Today I’ll squeeze you to death. That’ll be a suitable end for you, hahaha”
Han Wuji laughed as he continuously increased the pressure on Ashen.
*Cough*
Ashen fell to one knee as he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
He had already told the system to teleport him to a safe place when the pressure becomes unbearable.
He wanted to delay his teleportation as long as possible because he’d have to explain how he teleported, to the person who would be arriving from the teleportation formation.
That could be avoided if he arrived in time.
“Just where are you?” He cursed in his mind while enduring this pressure.
He soon summoned his spirit, the ruyi jingu bang, to help him keep standing and bear that pressure.
“Is he going to die just like that?” Chen Lao wondered as he saw Ashen not making any move.
At this moment, a bright light gushed out from behind the throne where Ashen sat Previously.
This bright light soon took the shape of a man who then became visible to everyone.
A towering figure with a muscular frame, standing well over six feet tall. He stood tall and confident, with long, flowing silver hair cascading down his back. His piercing golden eyes radiated power and authority.
A grand, golden crown adorned with intricate designs and glowing gemstones sat atop his head.
He wore an elaborate outfit composed of a black and gold chest plate, leaving his muscular chest partially exposed. His cloak, made from fine white fur, draped across his shoulders.
His expression was calm but intense, reflecting both wisdom and the immense power he commanded.
He continuously radiated an imposing, authoritative, and commanding pressure, that made others look at him with reverie.
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Ashen’s eyes widened in horror upon seeing who it was: “No, Not him… I asked for a charmander and the Charizard came instead?”
Instead of Ashen, no one else present recognized who this man was.
This mysterious man searched for Ashen before spotting him on one knee looking at him.
The mysterious man smiled warmly as he waved his hand as a greeting to Ashen.
Ashen, however, wasn’t in a state to reply.
Seeing this, the mysterious man, disappeared from his spot before suddenly appearing in front of Ashen, facing Han Wuji.
Even Han Wuji was unable to follow this man’s speed as he turned wary of him.
Under this man’s protection, The pressure of Han Wuji vanished like it never existed, enabling Ashen to stand up straight again.
Ashen quickly hid the ruyi jingu bang before going up to this man and greeting him with a respectful bow: “Fang Ashen greets Grandfather!”
“Hmm, Good!” His grandfather nodded in acknowledgment with his deep and powerful voice.
Han Wuji, on the other hand, recognized this man’s strength from the pressure he was feeling just looking at him.
Hence, bowing respectfully, he asked: “Senior, may I have the honor of knowing your name?”
And as soon as he said this, the man shot him a glare as Han Wuji Felt incomparable fear rise in his heart.
Suddenly, He felt as if the weight of the whole world had been placed on him as he came shooting down to the ground
Boom!
A small explosion occurred due to the collision of Han Wuji and the ground.
“Did I allow you to speak?”
His calm yet domineering, deep, and commanding voice rumbled like thunder in the ears of everyone.
Some even pissed their pants due to fear.
Just his sight alone was enough to instill fear in even king realm experts.
Some weaker disciples in the arena even fainted due to his presence.
Feng Tianlong, who was still in the air, descended to the ground in a hurry, afraid of suffering the same fate as Han Wuji.
“Just who is this senior? He made an emperor realm expert like Han Wuji kneel from just his pressure.” Chen Lao wondered in his mind as he continued:
“His Highness called him grandfather which means his daughter is the mother of His Highness Ashen since the Emperor’s father has already died decades ago. But there is nothing known about the Ninth Prince of the empire. Only the top experts in the capital know about the royal family so It’s hard to know.”
Meanwhile, Ashen’s grandfather, Shang Long, turned to him as a smile appeared on his face.
“Ashen, It’s been a long time my dear Grandson. Now tell me what should I do so that we can leave here to catch up?”
Ashen pointed at the throne he sat on previously, speaking respectfully: “Grandfather, please sit on this undeserving throne for a while. You just need to keep me safe from here!”
Shang Long nodded before sitting on the throne majestically as he said: “Alright go, no one will be able to even touch you while I am here!”
Ashen bowed before leaving and stopping in front of the kneeling Han Wuji.
He was trying his best to get up but was unable to move a single inch.
Ashen looked at him with an amusing smile, offering: “Han Wuji, I’m here to offer you a way to escape.”
“Submit to me and I promise I’ll not treat you bad!”
Han Wuji, with an incredulous expression, looked at him: “Me? submit to you? Never! Just kill me!”
Ashen shook his head helplessly as he sighed: “Sigh and here I intended to give you a way out. Let me tell you, the person who appeared just now is the dragon emperor, Shang Long, the patriarch of the Shang Clan!”
As soon as he heard this, Han Wuji’s eyes popped out of their sockets as yelled: “What? Dragon Emperor?”
Ashen nodded, continuing: “Now, you only have two options, either submit to me or face torture in the Shang Clan until they mold you into a loyal dog. You must know about the tortures of the Shang Clan, right?”
Han Wuji shivered in fear upon hearing this. He had obviously heard about the powerful Shang Clan, who hasn’t in this empire?
But could he submit to the person who murdered his grandson?
He was in a predicament right now with even death being a luxury.
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(A/N – Thanks for reading. ^..^)
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