I alone am the Honoured One!-Chapter 728: A crash? [4]

Zhou Shan stepped forward from the podium as he spoke in an authoritative tone "Sect Master Ji, what is the meaning of this?"

"You and that man have the audacity to barge into my wedding uninvited, disrupt the ceremony, and now... you’re spilling blood in my hall?"

His gaze flickered to Mo Zhen’s body on the floor "You even killed my men? Explain yourself."

Looking at him, Ji Shuang replied "How shameful for an Emperor to marry another man’s wife and that too your blood brother’s daughter right after killing him?"

"You think you can wash your sins away with silk and ceremony?"

The people in the hall were surprised as Ji Shuang actually stood against the Emperor.

Zhou Shan’s face darkened, but he forced out a laugh, "Sect Master Ji, you speak as though you have proof."

"You dare slander me in my own palace? My brother’s death was unfortunate, but to claim I had a hand in it... ridiculous. As for my bride, she is standing here of her own free will."

Ji Shuang had an amused smile "Free will? Or fear?"

Her eyes darted to Zhou Hanyue "Tell me, Princess, do you truly wish to marry this man? Or has the threat of your family’s extermination sealed your lips?"

With a nod, Zhou Hanyue replied "I was forced to marry him."

Hearing this, the people present there whispered to each other, "As I thought..."

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"We are going to get ruled by him?"

Hearing the murmurs, Zhou Shan’s aura began to rise as the pressure of his cultivation spread into the hall, forcing some of the weaker nobles to stagger back.

"You think you can waltz into my palace and lecture me?"

"You may be the Sect Master of the Jade Eclipse Sect, but do not mistake your influence for authority in my empire, Ji Shuang."

Zhao Tian stood slightly to the side as his hand rested on Li Jia’s trembling body.

The young woman was still clutching his robes as her fingers twisted in the fabric in fear that if she let go of him, he would disappear again.

Zhao Tian’s gaze flickered to Zhou Shan "Sect Master, no need to waste the time with words. I just came to get my wife."

He then turned his attention to the woman in his arms.

His thumb brushed against her cheek as he wiped away a lingering tear before he spoke in a voice much softer than before.

"Let me go for a little, Jia."

Li Jia’s grip tightened for a second, but when she met his gaze, she slowly let go of him as her fingers slipped from his robes.

She took a step back, rubbing her tears away with the sleeves of her robes.

Zhou Shan looked at Zhao Tian and his lips curled into a smirk "So? The people from the Jade Eclipse Sect finally dared to fight the Emperor, huh?"

Upon this, the people who were loyal to Zhou Shan... the nobles, ministers, and sect masters stepped forward from the crowd.

Some of them had a smug expression on their faces, believing in the absolute authority of their Emperor.

Some unsheathed their weapons, and others just crossed their arms as they had complete confidence in Zhou Shan.

*flick* However, in the next instant, Zhao Tian’s body disappeared, and Zhou Shan’s eyes widened in shock as he felt the sharp blade plunging through his gut.

Wha-

He barely had time to react as he looked at Zhao Tian, who was already in front of him.

When did he-

He instinctively reached out to clutch the blade, but it was too late...

*scrunch* Zhao Tian twisted the blade,

"Gaargh!" A sickening, wet sound echoed through the grand hall as the steel tore through flesh and organs.

Zhou Shan’s body convulsed violently and his spine arched back as a choked gasp escaped his lips.

An excruciating pain rippled through his entire body, and his vision blurred as he felt his limbs weaken.

Zhao Tian’s grip tightened on the hilt of his sword.

With a single, fluid motion... he cleaved Zhou Shan’s torso into two.

Splurt!

Blood exploded from the Emperor’s midsection, painting the floor in a deep crimson.

The two halves of Zhou Shan’s body began to separate.

His lower half remained frozen for a brief second before collapsing under its own weight, spilling intestines and gore onto the pristine marble floor.

But before his corpse could even touch the ground...

Zhao Tian slashed his sword, and the blade cleaved through Zhou Shan’s head instantly.

*sleesh* Zhou Shan’s mind didn’t even register what was happening before his head flew and fell to the ground.

Thud.

The head hit the floor, rolling slightly before coming to a stop, and his consciousness clung for a few seconds.

His wide eyes looked up at Zhou Hanyue, and through her veiled face, he saw the smirk playing on her lips.

You-

But before his mind could finish the thought, Zhou Hanyue raised her foot and pressed it on his head.

The moment the hard leather of her boot made contact with his cheek, his head shifted slightly, and his loose strands of black hair spread across the bloodied floor.

The nobles gasped audibly and their throats tightened.

Even some of the sect masters flinched to see this.

Yet Zhou Hanyue just had a smirk on her face.

She pressed harder.

The slight give of flesh beneath her boot made a sickening squelch as blood and fluids oozed out from the severed neck stump.

The already pale nobles visibly recoiled, seeing the gore.

But she did not stop.

Her heel dug in.

The soft crunch of cartilage breaking beneath her weight echoed through the silentroom.

His skull, still somewhat intact, now had cracks forming as small fractures spread outward like spiderwebs.

Her lips curled slightly and a bitter whisper left her throat.

"Die… you fucking bastard."

SPLURSH.

With a single, final press... she twisted her foot.

The sickening crack of bone shattering echoed through the grand hall as his skull caved in like brittle clay.

Grey and red viscera exploded outward from the impact, splattering across the already bloodstained marble.

The nobles who had been holding their breath finally broke.

"Guaargh..." A choked gag came from one of the younger officials and his trembling hands covered his mouth as he fell to his knees, vomiting violently.

Silence.

Absolute Silence.

What the hell just happened?

The hall, which was filled with the Emperor’s loyalists just moments ago, stood there in utter horror.

The nobles who had stepped forward were rooted to the ground, their faces pale and stricken with terror.

They all stared at Zhao Tian, who had an indifferent face after killing the Emperor of a powerful Dynasty of an Apex High Star casually.

Ji Shuang’s eyes shrank in shock ’How did he... What is his cultivation level?’

As she looked through his cultivation, her breath hitched ’1st level of I-Immortal Ascension stage?’

’When? How did he?’

Velnorah, who was watching from the sides, was dumbfounded to see this ’Tian... I couldn’t see his move just now.’

Zhao Tian stood still as his blade dripped with fresh blood.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he whipped his sword to the side, sending a fine arc of crimson splattering across the marble floor.

As he turned his gaze, his eyes flickered to the remaining nobles and sect masters surrounding him.

Though his body was racked with pain, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

*swoosh*

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