Divine King of Honour Chapter 1802: You Want Evidence?

Sikong Wushang had seen Xu Nian's power up close.

Should Xu Nian truly decide to take his life, he wouldn't stand a chance.

"Xu Nian, remember, we're in the Demon God Palace. If you dare kill me, the Hall Master won't spare you," Sikong Wushang declared icily.

"Hmph, you dispatched someone to alert Ao Tian, hoping he'd come eliminate me. I plan to discuss this with the Hall Master," Xu Nian shot back with a frosty grin.

Sikong Wushang's face twisted in an instant.

Since Xu Nian was aware of it, Ao Tian must have already attacked him.

Yet how had Xu Nian escaped and returned?

This baffled Sikong Wushang completely.

"You claim I sent word to Ao Tian to assassinate you? Show me proof. Everyone knows Ao Tian's arrogance—he'd never obey my commands," Sikong Wushang scoffed.

"Proof? You're demanding proof?" Xu Nian mocked.

"Exactly, no proof means you're merely accusing me falsely," Sikong Wushang countered sharply.

By this point, numerous Demon God Palace powerhouses had gathered to observe.

Members from the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan were among the onlookers.

Luo Shang and his group kept gasping in surprise.

They never imagined Sikong Wushang would actually contact Ao Tian to challenge Xu Nian.

Ao Tian's reputation echoed through the Demon God Palace for nearly all to know.

Thus, all realized Sikong Wushang had thrust Xu Nian into mortal peril.

Still, lacking solid proof that Sikong Wushang had indeed prompted Ao Tian, the accusation couldn't hold.

"Falsely accusing?"

Xu Nian sneered over and over.

With a flick of his hand, a figure materialized in front of the crowd.

This sudden reveal stunned everyone nearby.

"Ao Tian?"

Sikong Wushang recoiled in shock too.

How was Ao Tian present?

Had he emerged alongside Xu Nian?

Impossible!

Chaos would engulf the Demon God Palace, the crowd believed.

Luo Shang and the rest were just as stunned.

Xu Nian hauling Ao Tian out was the last thing they foresaw.

"Sikong Wushang, you wanted proof? Here he is—still think I'm falsely accusing you?" Xu Nian taunted with a icy smile.

"Sikong Wushang, surprised to see me free again, aren't you?" Ao Tian glared coldly at him too.

Those piercing eyes unsettled Sikong Wushang deeply.

"Ao Tian, never thought you'd escape. Xu Nian, freeing a notorious prisoner like him is a grave offense," Sikong Wushang bellowed coldly at once.

Xu Nian merely let out a soft chuckle, staying silent.

"Sikong Wushang, I see through your scheme. You aimed to have me slay Xu Nian, then let the Demon God deal with me. Too bad you overlooked one crucial thing," Ao Tian sneered disdainfully.

The surrounding spectators were completely floored.

Sikong Wushang had plotted against both Ao Tian and Xu Nian.

Yet they wondered: what flaw marred Sikong Wushang's apparently impeccable scheme?

"What crucial thing?" Even Sikong Wushang burned with curiosity.

His strategy had seemed airtight in theory.

"The Master's prowess!" Ao Tian answered.

"Master?" Sikong Wushang frowned in bewilderment.

The onlookers shared the same confusion.

Where did this "Master" factor in?

"Master, how shall we deal with Sikong Wushang?"

Suddenly, Ao Tian spoke deferentially to Xu Nian.

Those words froze everyone in place.

Ao Tian had sworn loyalty to Xu Nian as his Master?

This... impossible!

Luo Shang and Luo Xia reeled in disbelief.

Sikong Wushang took the heaviest blow of shock.

He'd never dreamed Ao Tian would submit to Xu Nian as Master.

Wasn't he the epitome of pride?

Proclaiming himself the Dragon Clan's supreme?

"Is it real?" Luo Xia queried Xu Yu.

"Absolutely. My brother's power defies all expectations," Xu Yu affirmed.

Hearing that, Luo Xia was dumbstruck.

Defying expectations?

What manner of being was Xu Yu's brother?

Even the concealed Phoenix Emperor felt profound astonishment.

This Xu Nian appeared utterly exceptional.

"Just end him!" Xu Nian commanded coldly.

As though issuing a trivial order.

"Understood, Master!" Ao Tian responded without delay.

In a flash, his gaze locked onto Sikong Wushang.

That razor-sharp stare sent shivers crawling over Sikong Wushang's scalp.

Now, Sikong Wushang grasped the terror of the foe he'd roused.

"Sikong Wushang, time to meet your end!"

With that, Ao Tian lunged forward.

His form blurred into a streak of dark thunder, materializing right before Sikong Wushang.

A ferocious punch erupted, loaded with devastating might.

The overwhelming force unleashed a horrifying shockwave.

Greatly alarmed, Sikong Wushang quickly summoned the Gold Attribute Law to protect himself.

However, before the Gold Attribute Law could fully form, Ao Tian's fist smashed straight into his chest.

"Boom!"

The horrifying destructive power immediately demolished the dragon scales across Sikong Wushang’s chest.

His back's dragon scales were likewise exploded into fragments.

"Pfft!"

Sikong Wushang spat a large mouthful of blood right away.

His body shot backwards swiftly.

Too formidable!

All the onlookers stood in complete shock.

Ao Tian’s power was overwhelmingly immense!

Such a mighty existence actually recognized Xu Nian as his Master?

Did Xu Nian’s prowess exceed Ao Tian’s own?

Right then, the Demon God Palace experts were all stunned.

"Hmph!"

Ao Tian let out a cold snort.

In an instant, he summoned a fearsome thunderbolt and flung it savagely toward Sikong Wushang.

"Stop!" The White Dragon Emperor rushed in front of Sikong Wushang to block the dreadful thunderbolt.

Yet, could the White Dragon Emperor possibly endure such a fearsome thunderbolt?

"Boom!"

The White Dragon Emperor was hurled straight to the ground.

The earth cracked apart.

Blood erupted violently from the White Dragon Emperor’s mouth, leaving him gravely wounded instantly.

A single blow!

It inflicted heavy injuries on the White Dragon Emperor.

Far too overwhelming!

From a distance, Sikong Wushang stabilized his stance and clenched his teeth upon witnessing the sight.

Through the years, Ao Tian’s might had grown even more terrifying.

He stood no chance whatsoever.

"Damn it!"

Sikong Wushang swore silently in his heart.

Turning his gaze to Xu Nian, he saw the latter watching him with utter composure.

This ignited his fury to its utmost limit.

"No, I must not stay and fight!"

Sikong Wushang tried to flee without delay.

"Trying to escape? You won’t get away!" Ao Tian bellowed.

The very next instant, dark clouds blanketed the Heavenly Dome overhead.

A fearsome black lightning bolt plunged abruptly from the dome.

It crashed right down on Sikong Wushang.

The might of this black lightning rivaled certain Divine Thunders.

"Pfft!"

Sikong Wushang was smashed into the ground at once, vomiting blood wildly, teetering on death’s edge.

The surrounding crowd was shocked into a numb state.

Far too dominant!

Sikong Wushang couldn’t resist in the slightest against him.

"Prepare to die, Sikong Wushang!" Ao Tian snorted coldly.

Moments later, he formed a black Thunder Sword.

With a casual flick, it launched forward.

Straight at Sikong Wushang’s abdomen.

Right now, Sikong Wushang lay exposed, incapable of blocking this sword.

"Stop!"

As all believed Sikong Wushang’s end had come.

A majestic voice echoed through.

A silhouette then materialized before Sikong Wushang.

One palm strike from it pulverized the Thunder Sword.

"The Hall Master?"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded.

Has the Hall Master finally intervened?