The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3273 - 3268: Persuasion? Absurd!_1
Previously on The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms...
Yang Chen let out a cold sneer, "King Wuye, are you implying that I should simply stand by while you inflict all this upon the Three Flowers Sect?"
King Wuye's nerves stretched taut as he responded, "It looks like you harbor resentment toward the King of Joyful Sound, giving you no grounds to meddle in the Three Flowers Sect's business."
Standing with hands clasped behind his back, Yang Chen declared, "Both Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable count as my close allies."
King Wuye's frame jolted at those words. Rage boiled within him, yet recalling Yang Chen's formidable power when he slew Cloud Highness Dharma King years prior—and suspecting ties to the Grand Abyss Palace—he saw no point in challenging Yang Chen's unexplained return today.
He seethed with fury as Yang Chen burst onto the scene right when victory seemed within grasp.
Still, swallowing his wrath, he clenched his teeth and uttered, "Alright, Yang Chen, I'll respect your position this time. We're withdrawing."
"Hold on." Just as King Wuye turned to depart, Yang Chen spoke evenly, "I haven't given you permission to leave yet, have I?"
King Wuye's form quivered, and he spun back around: "Yang Chen, what exactly are you implying?!"
"What am I implying?" Yang Chen's domain unfurled without a sound.
His face hardened the instant his domain stretched wide.
"Had I not shown up today, the Three Flowers Sect would likely lie in ruins at your hands by now!"
Yang Chen's domain surged forth explosively, resembling heavenly retribution crashing down, swiftly blanketing the whole Three Flowers Divine Region.
As Yang Chen's domain swallowed the expansive divine region, every Kuotian Sect cultivator poised to assault the Three Flowers Sect froze in place amid its grip.
Terror and dread gripped them, clueless about the sudden shift. Yang Chen's domain proved utterly unbeatable—one lone figure alone reversed the tide for an entire sect.
The Boundaryless cultivators weren't the only ones; even King Wuye sensed profound dread and impotence trapped inside the domain.
"How... how could this be?" King Wuye's eyes widened in shock: "You've broken through to the Heaven-separated Realm!"
He understood full well that Yang Chen had slain Cloud Highness Dharma King back in his Boundaryless days. Now, stepping into the Heaven-separated Realm, the man's terror-inducing might surpassed all expectations.
Right here and now, with the domain unleashed, resistance wasn't even an option.
Powerlessness consumed him entirely within that domain.
"Yang Chen, you—!" King Wuye's body shook without restraint.
"Brother Yang Chen, when exactly did you come back?" Another figure materialized abruptly—it was Heavenly King, arriving on the scene.
Heavenly King arrived flanked by two King-level experts. Spotting Yang Chen's return, alarm surged through him.
"Heavenly King?" Yang Chen's gaze sharpened as he eyed the reappearing Heavenly King.
"Heavenly King, help me!" Panic overwhelmed King Wuye, certain he stood no chance against Yang Chen.
Yang Chen spoke deliberately, "Heavenly King, what brings you here? What message do you intend to deliver?"
Heavenly King stared at Yang Chen, who hadn't budged yet held King Wuye firmly in check. After a tense pause, he forced out awkwardly, "Brother Yang Chen, clashes between sects are commonplace. King Wuye's remarks don't warrant execution. Consider that he's a Heaven-separated Realm powerhouse in our Southern Realm—slaying him would weaken our overall forces."
Yang Chen held back his reply, merely casting a casual glance at Heavenly King.
That single look made Heavenly King's frame jolt.
"Heavenly King, are you claiming that any King-level figure can freely massacre fellow cultivators and oppress their own sect mates?" Yang Chen stated flatly.
Under Yang Chen's piercing stare, Heavenly King quaked, his complexion draining: "Brother Yang Chen, that's not what I intended."
"If I hadn't been present today, the Three Flowers Sect might dodge disaster, but without my intervention, what fate would befall them? During the ancient clash between the Netherworld and the Southern Realm, the Three Flowers Sect offered vital aid and paid dearly. As Heavenly King, you surely remember this. With the King of Joyful Sound absent, do you permit King Wuye to degrade the Three Flowers Sect in such a manner?" Yang Chen rebuked icily.
Seated in meditation to restore their energy, Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable went quiet after Yang Chen's outburst.
They struggled to fathom the grim destiny awaiting the Three Flowers Sect without Yang Chen's timely intervention today.
All pupils would end up as slaves, while they themselves turned into King Wuye's mere toys.
Yang Chen's fury stood entirely justified!
It stemmed not just from the Three Flowers Sect's plight but from broader implications for the future.
Should King Wuye trample the Three Flowers Sect now, the Heaven Lord Pavilion could face the same tomorrow. The Spirit King Sacred Area lacked any King-level guardians, after all.
King Wuye merely hesitated against the Spirit King and Yang Chen for the moment. But over time, nothing assured the Heaven Lord Pavilion's safety from becoming another Three Flowers Sect.
Heavenly King struggled to keep his rigid facade, rasping out, "Yang Chen, yet King Wuye remains a Heaven-separated Realm cultivator, after all..."
Yang Chen fixed Heavenly King with an icy glare and replied tonelessly, "Heavenly King, don't force me to see you and King Wuye as kindred spirits—because if that's the case, I won't hesitate to end you too."
With a resounding boom.
In the next instant, the unscathed King Wuye burst into a mist of blood under Yang Chen's domain, obliterated by sheer force.
Silence descended utterly after the fall. Even Heavenly King couldn't fathom Yang Chen's power reaching such heights—a pristine King Wuye reduced to death in moments.
When Yang Chen set his sights on killing, who dared challenge him and risk disgrace?
Pleading? Ridiculous!
Heavenly King had anticipated Yang Chen's might post-Heaven-separated breakthrough, but never dreamed it would tower so immensely.
His limbs and hands quivered beyond control, gripped by soul-deep terror. He realized that if Yang Chen truly sought his life, escape was impossible.
Yang Chen's cold gaze bored into Heavenly King, "Should genuine conflicts arise among Southern Realm folk in the days ahead, I'll stay out of it. But pure tyranny like this? I'll never stand aside. If you believe the Spirit King's absence lets you act unchecked, you're dead wrong. Henceforth, any repeat of such events, and I won't spare those involved from sharing King Wuye's end."
His words resounded across the expanse.
He was certain these elites would catch every syllable, even if they hadn't yet arrived.
As he declared it, his domain ballooned outward, a crushing weight settling over everyone there.
"Heavenly King, you accept this without protest, correct?" Yang Chen's eyes gleamed with chill.
Heavenly King jolted, "Absolutely none!"
"Then depart." Yang Chen's voice carried a biting edge.
In Yang Chen's presence, these mighty figures felt the echo of the Spirit King from his days dominating the pinnacle—an unassailable dominance none could oppose.
Defiant notions vanished from their minds. They'd once schemed to claim spoils from the Three Flowers Sect's downfall, but those ambitions crumbled away now.
No one wished to follow in King Wuye's footsteps!