Free Web NovelChapter 327: Chapter 327
One must know, Alex was not the type of scholar who would sit and debate the Dao with you.
Even before his annihilation of the Heavenly Flame Three Ancestors and his prestige spreading across the world, his fierce, tyrannical, and decisive behavioral style was already known by everyone.
Questioning him with a couple of sentences was one thing, but to actually threaten him so impolitely.
One could only say: Old man, you have really lived long enough.
Alex narrowed his eyes and said coldly. "Old scholar, if you revere the Great Emperor of Boundless Sky and Earth Empress, you can go back to your own home and enshrine them above your ancestors’ spirit tablets. I cannot control that."
"But in my Hale family, the so-called Great Emperor of Boundless Sky and Earth Empress are only fit to be secondary accompanying deities for my ancestor."
"Whether the Hale family will suffer heavenly condemnation or not, I do not know."
"But if you, old scholar, dare to spout insolent words again and show off these sour and rotten grand principles of yours, I will let you experience heavenly condemnation right now!"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly became fraught with drawn swords and bent bows.
"You dare!" Sylas was not afraid in the slightest, glaring with wide eyes.
"This old man will first act on behalf of the Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother to teach you, insolent child, a lesson!"
Seeing spiritual energy gathering in Sylas’s palm and a trace of killing intent leaking from his body, Alex narrowed his eyes.
A giant invisible hand materialized behind him, directly grabbing Sylas’s throat and lifting him up like a little chick.
Sylas, a mere old scholar whose cultivation was no more than the early Mahayana Realm, how could he match Alex?
Facing the terrifying pressure radiating from Alex, he could not even manage to breathe. His old face turned red, and fine beads of cold sweat popped out on his forehead.
"Saint Lord Alex, quell your anger!" Ziven, Thalen, and the others were full of panic but did not dare step forward.
They could only kneel on the ground and bitterly persuade him.
"Although Sylas spoke rashly, he is, after all, the Royal Uncle of the Crimson Soaring Dynasty! Please, on account of the Crimson Soaring Monarch’s face, do not stoop to his level!"
"Yes, Saint Lord Alex, today is a grand day for your esteemed Holy Land. If a life is lost, would it not affect the proceedings and needlessly damage your prestige?"
"Show mercy!" Brook, Renis, and the other guests all knelt and pleaded. Kaia and Aelin in the front row also spoke up for Sylas.
Alex did not really want to kill this old fellow in the first place. After the crowd pleaded for a while, he unhurriedly loosened his grip, dropping Sylas onto the ground.
"Today, on account of all the guests and friends, as well as Prince Aelin and Princess Kaia pleading for you, I will spare your life."
"In the future, if you dare to spout nonsense in my Holy Land again, do not blame me for being ruthless."
"Men, lead everyone from the Crimson Soaring Dynasty out. Do not let them affect our Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony!"
Sylas coughed for a long time. Recovering his senses slightly, he pointed at Alex, about to start cursing again.
The dozen or so disciples accompanying him were already scared out of their wits.
"Royal Uncle, say no more, let us leave quickly!" They directly hoisted Sylas up and hurriedly fled the Hale family Holy Land in a panic, like stray dogs.
Alex teleported back to the front of the stage, looked at the crowd, and shouted indifferently.
"Everyone, my words just now were very clear. Now, I will repeat them once more."
"How great the Great Emperor of Boundless Sky is and how benevolent the Earth Empress is in your hearts, I cannot control."
"But in my Hale family Holy Land, my ancestor Aether Hale is the supreme existence!"
"If you revere the Great Emperor and Earth Empress, you can return to your own homes and enshrine them above your ancestors’ spirit tablets. Kowtow three times morning and dusk, and burn a stick of incense early and late. That has nothing to do with me."
"But in my Hale family, they are only fit to serve as secondary accompanying deities to my ancestor."
"Everyone, who agrees, and who opposes?!"
Having witnessed Alex’s ruthless strike against Sylas, how could the crowd dare to have the slightest objection? One after another, they cupped their fists and respectfully shouted.
"We strictly obey Saint Lord Alex’s command!"
"Good!" Alex’s spirits lifted.
"Since that is the case, I thank all our guests for your understanding. This year’s Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony officially begins!"
After resolving the minor interlude with Sylas, the ceremony proceeded incredibly smoothly.
As the Saint Lord, Alex was the first to offer incense.
Following him were the Saint Lords of the four branch families, Oscar, Peter, Alice, and Martin, who each offered a stick.
After them came the Four Great Elders: Cedric, Adrian, Tobias, and Lara.
Then came the younger generation of the main family and the branch families, with thirty representatives each. Outstanding heavenly geniuses like Julian, Lucas, and Elara were naturally included.
Only after everyone in the Hale family had finished their worship would it be the turn of the other guests.
Aelin and Kaia’s faces were full of anticipation and nervousness.
They wanted to see exactly which of them Alex would arrange to offer the first guest incense.
This would also represent whether the White Feather Dynasty or the Purple Star Dynasty held more weight in Alex’s heart. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
However, Alex stood at the front of the stage with his arms crossed, delaying speaking, his gaze kept looking upwards, as if waiting for someone to descend.
In his hand, he still held that bundle of Heavenly Jade Purple Emperor Incense, not knowing for whom it was prepared.
Kaia truly could not hold back her patience anymore. She carefully stepped forward and asked. "Saint Lord Alex, should it not be our turn to offer incense to the Hale family ancestor?"
