Chapter 839 - 647: Where’s the Reward? + - 648: No Heir_3
The sounds of retching and exclamations echoed together.
Some timid individuals were already inching backward.
The fact that they hadn’t turned and fled was only because of the awe-inspiring reputation of the Heavenly Martial King, which gave them a sliver of confidence.
To dare commit murder at the inheritance ceremony of the Heavenly Martial King, and to kill his direct grandson, it was beyond boldness—this could only be described as absolute disregard for others, as if the legendary Heavenly Martial King, who had shaken Da Xuan for fifty years, was nothing but a joke.
"Does he have a death wish?"
"This madman, how could he dare?"
"Quickly leave. The Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion is filled with elite warriors; they will surely encircle and kill him on the spot. Don’t get caught in the crossfire."
Before these esteemed guests in the grand hall could take three steps away, a furious howl cut through the air. A shadow materialized, transforming into a whirlwind that rushed toward Zhou Ping’an.
It was Zhao Wuque. His blade turned into a foggy black light, conjuring the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, carrying an aura of absolute destruction, and aimed directly at Zhou Ping’an’s chest.
Clearly, Zhao Wuque intended to slice Zhou Ping’an into two with this strike.
Only then could he quell the rage in his heart.