Young Master in Flower City

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1228: Severing an Arm

Xiao Tianyu continued to step forward, each clear footstep resonating deeply. Today, Xiao Ziyan and Profound Heaven were to wed, yet no one expected her brother to suddenly appear, wreak havoc, ascend the Desolate Continent Sword Palace, and slay many.

Even the Sword Palace Guardian found himself at a loss, resorting to threatening Xiao Tianyu with Xiao Ziyan’s life. Such an action was undoubtedly despicable for someone of the Saint Realm, yet did the Sword Palace Guardian have any choice?

Surprisingly, Xiao Tianyu seemed utterly indifferent to his sister’s life, continuing to stride forward.

Is this confidence, or does he truly not care for Xiao Ziyan’s life?

Swoosh~

Before Xiao Tianyu could make a move, Profound Heaven’s hand suddenly reached for the Sword Palace Guardian, enveloping him in a mysterious, suppressive force akin to being crushed beneath Mount Tai. Despite both being Saints, the gap between him and Profound Heaven was immense, rendering him powerless to harm Xiao Ziyan.

"Seeking death!" Profound Heaven snorted coldly, his hand cleaving through everything, rescuing Xiao Ziyan from the Sword Palace Guardian’s grasp, then delivering a Palm Seal that sent the Sword Palace Elder flying, vomiting blood, his face Tie Qing.

"How daring, to use my woman as a tool of threat. Do you have the right?" Profound Heaven’s gaze bore into the Sword Palace Guardian, his expression Xiao Mu, leaving the Guardian in despair.

"So strong!" The crowd was awestruck, Profound Heaven’s domineering Wushuang move left the Sword Palace Guardian utterly defenseless, yet before he could even rise, Xiao Tianyu’s massive hand reached out, pressing down from above.

Threatening Xiao Ziyan sealed his fate; with the Palm Seal’s fall, a thunderous boom marked the Sword Palace Guardian’s demise, many trembling in fear.

Today was meant to be Xiao Ziyan’s wedding day, who would have thought it would spell the end for the Desolate Continent’s foremost Sword Palace?

Profound Heaven’s strength seemed monstrous, chilling the hearts of all, but this elder brother appeared much the same.

Witnessing this, the remaining Sword Palace warriors turned pale, powerless against Xiao Tianyu, feeling infinite inadequacy, and cared little for the deceased Guardian.

After all, Xiao Ziyan was Profound Heaven’s bride-to-be; how could the Guardian use her as leverage? Thus, death was inevitable.

At this moment, though, Xiao Tianyu’s gaze fell upon Profound Heaven, his voice cold: "You forcibly took my sister?"

His voice, beyond cold and domineering, carried an accusatory tone, causing all present, including Profound Heaven and the Nine Emperors, to furrow their brows. This person dared question Profound Heaven, without a hint of reverence.

Who is he to do so?

It was then that a young man beside Profound Heaven glared at Xiao Tianyu, a mocking smile on his face.

This was Qin Juefeng, ranked ninth on the Saint List, the son of Divine Emperor Qin Tian. Likely to rule Qin Tian Divine State, becoming one of the Nine Emperors, for those in the top nine spots were figures of note, essentially invincible in the Saint Realm.

Then, Qin Juefeng spoke to Xiao Tianyu: "Profound Heaven marrying your sister is a fortuitous event for you both. With Profound Heaven as your brother-in-law, Nine Provinces will be at your disposal!"

"Do you intend to stand up for him?" Xiao Tianyu gazed at Qin Juefeng.

Divine Emperor Qin Tian sat still, well aware of Qin Juefeng’s power, ranked ninth on the Saint List, nearly Saint Realm invincible in the vast Nine Provinces, with few rivals.

Yet, the crowd revealed puzzled expressions, unsure of this man daring to challenge Qin Juefeng, unaware of Qin Juefeng’s Saintly supremacy?

To the onlookers, today Xiao Ziyan’s brother seemed arrogant beyond measure.

"Does he truly disregard Qin Juefeng?" Among tens of thousands, Qin Ya’s beautiful eyes flashed, indicating her speechlessness, as Qin Juefeng ranked ninth, practically Saint Realm invincible.

Qin Juefeng was momentarily stunned, also surprised Xiao Tianyu would speak so, for as a Saint List prodigy, none in the younger generation dared address him in such manner.

He chuckled, "I’m doing this for your sake!"

"I’ve said before, he doesn’t deserve my sister!"

Swoosh~

Xiao Tianyu’s words had barely fallen, and he struck at Qin Juefeng, cold killing intent flashing across his deep-set eyes, as all witnessed a soaring Sword Aura rising into the air, seeming to cleave the heavens.

Then, under the gaze of all, that sword descended slowly toward Qin Juefeng, a thousand-meter Sword Aura annihilating all, with Qin Juefeng enveloped in terrifying Sword Power.

Sword Qi, tearing through everything.

"He acted, daring to strike at Qin Juefeng—isn’t this suicidal?"

"Qin Juefeng, ninth on the Saint List, grasped a thread of Emperor’s Intent years ago, destined to be one of the Emperors of Nine Provinces, yet this man dares attack Qin Juefeng—impatient to die!"

"..." Countless eyes beheld this, shocked at Xiao Tianyu’s audacity to target Qin Juefeng.

"Impressive power, though the gap between us is too vast!" Qin Juefeng nonchalantly laughed, an Emperor’s Intent emanating from him, as he transformed into a sacred figure, akin to the true god of Nine Provinces.

He faced the descending sword without a trace of emotion, continuing: "Today you’ll understand: there’s always someone stronger, something mightier!"

Boom~

As his words fell, Qin Juefeng stepped forward, his fearsome aura roaring, then reached for the sword in the void, his palm imbued with the Power of Rules, unimaginably terrifying.

Though not a god, Qin Juefeng similarly comprehended a fraction of Heavenly Dao Rules, a testament to his frightening talent.

Yet in the next second, the crowd noticed a shift in Qin Juefeng’s expression—from arrogant to a hint of terror, as he sensed overwhelming strength within the sword.

"Rules!" Qin Juefeng uttered.

Splash~

Before he completed his sentence, Qin Juefeng’s hand flew from the void, obliterated by the falling Sword Aura, crimson blood staining the sky, as Qin Juefeng screamed, his body sent flying, spitting sanguine blood.

Silence.

Instantly, the entire space fell deathly silent, only needles could be heard, all eyes fixed on Xiao Tianyu, holding their breaths, evidently shaken by Xiao Tianyu’s previous sword strike.

A sword, severing Qin Juefeng’s arm.

What was contained within that sword?

Power of Laws?

Ninth on the Nine Provinces Saint List, strong, yet now? One sword, severed an arm.