Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 403 He’s Just a Kid!

Between heaven and earth, there was complete silence.

The surrounding earthen walls had long since crumbled, and the powerful ones who had been blocked outside were now converging from all directions, intently observing the fierce battle atop the Nangong Family’s residence.

At the beginning of Xiao Yi and Yang Yuhuan’s encounter,

No one had ever imagined that the battle would last so long.

And even fewer could have envisioned the scene that was now before them.

The rolling dust slowly settled down, and the hazy fog that shrouded the heavens and earth also gradually dissipated, revealing a trench that started from Xiao Yi and stretched over two hundred meters long on the ground. This trench appeared straight on the surface, splitting a large part of the Nangong Family’s residence neatly in half.

Both sides were flat and smooth, while the middle was pitch-black, an unfathomable trench.

This was the result of Xiao Yi’s sword!

Amidst the ruins,

Everyone’s gaze followed the trench forward until they saw a deep pit at the end of the trench.

At that moment,

The pit was filled with countless pieces of broken rock, like a chaotic grave.

Gurgle!

"Is the prince alright?"

"That sword just now... Even for the prince, I’m afraid the odds of survival are slim!"

Faces among the crowd were painted with shock.

Sun Yao and Lady Yama exchanged glances, unable to believe the sight of the enormous pit.

Tap tap tap!

Xiao Yi walked lightly upon the ruins, his face somewhat pale. That one sword had nearly drained all the vital energy within his body.

One must know...

Practicing the Divine Enthronement Heaven Subduing Skill made Xiao Yi’s vital energy invincible at his level.

And yet, at this moment, he had exhausted the vital energy he had been accumulating within his body.

One could only imagine how terrifying the power of that sword must have been.

Huff

Puff

Xiao Yi breathed heavily, already at the edge of the large pit. Staring at the messy heap of rocks before him, Xiao Yi let out a long breath, "Yang Yuhuan, that sword could not possibly have killed you. How much longer will you pretend to be dead?"

"..."

There was no response from within the pit.

It was as if there was no trace of life inside.

"If you don’t show yourself now, I’m going to leave," Xiao Yi said with a cold laugh.

Crack!

A crisp sound suddenly emerged from the pit.

Followed by...

Crack crack crack!

A series of grating noises came in succession.

The speed was getting faster.

And the sound grew louder.

Boom!

Like the explosive roar of a volcano eruption, a column made of dust and crushed stones soared into the sky; atop that column stood Yang Yuhuan, proud and high. His hands clasped behind him, he looked down disdainfully, his eyes a blaze of cruel coldness fixed on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi lifted his head to gaze at Yang Yuhuan.

Their four eyes met.

Without uttering a word.

In that terrible silence, the surrounding strong ones suppressed even their breathing, faintly hearing the thumping of their own hearts.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew by.

Leaves drifted with the wind, fluttering and swaying, tracing elegant curves through the air, finally settling on the ground.

The leaves returned to their roots, without a sound.

It was then that Yang Yuhuan finally spoke, "You have thoroughly enraged me!

Xiao Yi looked up, neither humble nor arrogant, "So what?"

"You must die!"

Yang Yuhuan’s voice, icy as it was, carried an additional chill of cruelty and heartlessness.

Xiao Yi laughed and said, "What if I don’t wish to die?"

Yang Yuhuan said coldly, "If I want you dead, you have to die!"

Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders, bared his white teeth with a grin, and said deliberatively, "If I want to live, not even the King of Heaven can kill me!"

"Arrogant!"

Yang Yuhuan let out a cold laugh. From his ferocity, a blade-like chill shot out; his figure suddenly moved, transforming into a black streak of light like a hunting eagle, bursting forth in an instant. The chilling light around him was piercing; before his figure arrived, a violent wind reached first, the booming noises and gusts scraped against Xiao Yi’s body like the blades of a knife.

Amidst the uproar around him, the ground cracked, boulders shattered, and vegetation was uprooted!

Xiao Yi stood tall and straight like an ancient pine, proudly facing the wind, without so much as a frown.

At this critical juncture.

Hum!

A golden light descended from the sky and, with a swish, enveloped Xiao Yi.

Clang!

Amidst a thunderous noise.

The golden light and Yang Yuhuan’s black light obscured the heavens simultaneously.

After ten breaths passed.

The two terrifying energies vanished without a trace, and in front of Xiao Yi, two figures stood opposite each other.

One was naturally Yang Yuhuan.

The other, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe with a purple-gold dragon jade belt at his waist, stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned with a faint smile. It was the supreme ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty—Emperor Qian!

Emperor Qian looked at Yang Yuhuan with a smile, "Uncle, why bother getting angry with a child?"

"A child?"

The corner of Yang Yuhuan’s eye twitched.

The hands behind his back clenched involuntarily; if someone were standing behind him at this moment, they would see the vicious bloodstains in the center of Yang Yuhuan’s palms. The bloodstain in his right hand was from an earlier injury, while the one in his left was even more ghastly, a result of Xiao Yi’s use of the Divine Enthronement Heaven Subduing Skill to cleave Yang Yuhuan—you could see it was left by his left hand when he used it to block the strike.

It was a deep wound that went down to the bone, severing his palm.

Had it not been for the constant constriction of the wound by his vital energy, blood would have soaked his palm by now.

Emperor Qian shrugged and said with a smile, "Isn’t he? After all, Xiao Yi is only nineteen years old, not even a close match for you. Yet you, the unparalleled War King, insist on holding a grudge against a mere teenager, determined to send him to his death. If this were to spread, it won’t sound good for your reputation, Uncle. What do you think?"

"..."

Yang Yuhuan’s expression shifted between grim and uncertain as he looked at Xiao Yi with immensely complex eyes.

Indeed, as Emperor Qian had said, Xiao Yi was only nineteen years old.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, a teenager was indeed just a child!

But the problem was...

This ’child’ had nearly destroyed the Nangong Family and had even almost severed one of his palms!

Yang Yuhuan said with a dark face, "Is Your Majesty really determined to protect him?"

"What kind of words are those, Uncle? It doesn’t matter whether it’s Uncle or Xiao Yi, both are my subjects… How could I favor one over the other? However…"

Emperor Qian raised an eyebrow, his face still wearing a smile that betrayed nothing of his inner thoughts, "I am also aware of this matter. It was a private wager between the Nangong Family and Xiao Yi. Uncle, you really shouldn’t be interfering, it is indeed a fault on your part to start with…" Seeing Yang Yuhuan’s angry face, Emperor Qian continued, "Of course, Xiao Yi dares to defy Uncle, and that is an act of great insolence. However, you have already inflicted severe injuries on him. In my view, let’s just leave it at that!"

Yang Yuhuan stared intently at Emperor Qian, saying annoyed and bashfully, "Which of Your Majesty’s eyes saw that I inflicted severe injuries on him?"

Emperor Qian glanced at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi’s eyes shifted, and with a wail, he clutched his chest and exaggerated a face of agony. With a weak voice, and under Yang Yuhuan’s nearly murderous gaze, he said, "The War King is truly unparalleled in battle, I am no match for you. I implore you, War King, to overlook this since I am only a child!"

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Yang Yuhuan: "…"

Emperor Qian: "…"

Damn it!

If you’re going to pretend to be injured, at least put some heart into it!

Emperor Qian glowered at Xiao Yi but found himself in an impossible position and could only grit his teeth and say, "Uncle, look, Xiao Yi is apologizing to you, and he’s badly injured. Shall we drop the matter? How about it?"

"War King, I’m just a child!" Xiao Yi said somberly.

Giggles!

Yang Yuhuan’s teeth gritted audibly, furious enough to crush Xiao Yi right at that moment.

However...

Seeing the smiling face of Emperor Qian, he knew that with Emperor Qian there, he could do nothing against Xiao Yi.

But to let Xiao Yi off without consequence was something Yang Yuhuan found hard to swallow. At that moment, his eyes rolled, his mouth curving into a venomous smile, he said, "Since Your Majesty has intervened, I obviously have to comply. However…"

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