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Name:Dragon of Heaven Author:渡城
Hong Ling sat on the soft chair, holding a tea bowl, he quietly looked at Feng Xi who was still seated on the horse, his eyes full of ridicule. Although he had just killed dozens of people, this was nothing to him. Compared to back in the Sky Desolate Earth Palace, the number of people he killed today could already be considered as small.

"Noble Heir, just now this Supervising History already told you to stop, why did you still forcefully attack!? Could it be that you're looking down on me? " Feng Xi asked in a deep voice. He did not expect that Hong Ling actually had the guts to go against his history of being a supervisor of the Ministry of Justice. Not only did he lose five capable subordinates, he even lost face in front of everyone. He had even humiliated the Board of Justice because of this incident.

Once upon a time, those from the Board of Justice would fawn over them wherever they went, no matter if they were respectful or not. Yet this Unique Noble Heir, this brat who did not know the limits of the heavens, dared to provoke the authority of the Board of Justice time and time again.

Feng Xi stared at Hong Ling fiercely, his eyes filled with killing intent. No one had angered him like this in a long time. The long career as a supervisor of the Ministry of Justice had almost made him forget his anger. However, today, a small Unique Noble Heir had completely ignited the anger that had been building in him for so many years. He, Feng Xi, had to do it himself today to teach this brat who didn't know how high the sky and how deep the earth was. He had to let this white-clothed youth know that even though he was the son of the Imperial Family, he still had to maintain the respect towards some people.

"What the hell are you? If you tell this prince to stop, then stop. Do you take me as your son?" Hong Ling said coldly, "I'll give you a chance right now to get lost with that piece of trash Liu Ji. Otherwise, you might not be able to leave today! "

Hearing that, Feng Xi's eyes suddenly shone with a bright light, his face full of coldness: "Noble Heir, is this a threat to me?"

"Even if I am to threaten you, what can you do?" Hong Ling laughed coldly, "I advise Overwatch Elder Shi not to be so shameless. The Board of Justice had already lost dozens of people today. "If that happens, I'm afraid you will lose all your face in the Ministry of Justice!"

"How dare you!" Feng Xi shouted, "Do you think you can threaten me just by killing a few Spirit Refinement trash?!"

Hearing that, Hong Ling slowly stood up. Carrying the Sorrow Spirit Sword, he walked down the stairs step by step until he reached Feng Xi's horse. He then raised his head and looked at him. Facing the proud and arrogant steed, he revealed a tiny bit of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon's dragon's might. In a split-second, the stallion let out a hiss as it stomped on the air and started galloping towards him. The youth smiled and flipped the sword in his hand. With a "chi" sound, the sword pierced the horse's lower jaw and pierced through the back of its head.

Feng Xi looked on helplessly as his mount was stabbed, but he didn't dare to fight back. The instant Hong Ling made a move, he felt an indescribable immense might lock onto him. As long as he dared to make a single move, he would be met with a fierce and storm-like attack. He was already standing in front of Hong Ling. Seeing his mount suddenly fall and die, he was both shocked and angry. This young man was simply too unruly. As soon as he made a move, he killed the steed he had spent a huge sum of money to buy. However, he, an expert in the Path of Void, had to endure the humiliation of not being able to make a move.

"Lord Feng Xi, I'm already threatening you, what can you do to me?" Hong Ling casually shook the long sword in his hand, and threw the blood and flesh on the sword blade next to Feng Xi's feet with a 'pa' sound.

Feng Xi was currently burning with fury. He stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes filled with rage and humiliation. He had never thought that one day, he, Feng Xi, would also be humiliated in such a way by a little kid.

"You dare insult me. Good, good, very good!" Feng Xi's body suddenly erupted with a tyrannical aura, completely enveloping Hong Ling. Noble Heir Hong Ling, right? Now, I will give you two choices. Either obediently follow me back to the Board of Justice to plead guilty, or let me personally act and bring you back. This humble official was born a barbarian. If I accidentally injure your Jindan Jadeite body, then don't blame this humble official for being merciless! "

"Pah!" A resounding slap across the face of the street. Feng Xi's figure viciously slammed into the high wall that surrounded the residence of the crown prince. He struggled to his feet. Half his face was red and swollen.

"You're so thick-skinned and yet you still dare to bark at me. Do you really think that I will put your so-called Supervising History in my eyes?" Hong Ling stared at him coldly, his eyes filled with arrogance. Since many people wanted to deal with him because of his father, the champion, Hong Qing, he had to attack with power. He had to thoroughly suppress these people, otherwise, his Crown Prince's Palace would never have a peaceful day in the future!

Feng Xi struggled to climb out from the broken brick, staring at the white-clothed youth in front of him with an aghast expression. He did not expect this Unique Noble Heir to make a move so easily, without any hesitation, and without any prelude. He, Feng Xi, did not even know how Hong Ling had attacked. He had already been slapped in the face by the other party, and even a few of his teeth had fallen out.

Hong Ling slowly calmed the Yanhuang Mirror's aura within his body. Only then did he instantly communicate with the Yanhuang Mirror's Artifact Spirit. Borrowing a sliver of the Imperial Equipment's power, he sent Feng Xi flying with a palm. This looked very casual, but it actually caused some internal injuries to his body. The strength of the Imperial Equipment was simply too strong, it was simply not something he could endure. He turned to look at Liu Ji and his servant, his face filled with smiles.

"Young master Liu Ji, you haven't left. Don't tell me you're planning to stay in my mansion?" Hong Ling smiled slightly with a kind expression.

"In reply to the crown prince, my family's young master can't go back yet." Your Highness, just now, you killed nineteen Fiendgod Body Refining and Void Cultivators of my Grand Marshal's Residence in one fell swoop. This is too overbearing! Please give my general's residence an explanation, so that my return with my young master won't be difficult to explain! " Liu Ji didn't say anything, but the servant standing in front of him took a step forward, and the power released from his body suddenly burst out. The tyrannical power of the Void Refinement Dao caused all the sand and rocks in front of the crown prince's residence to fly up, surrounding him and dancing continuously.

"An explanation?" I am sorry, but I have nothing to say to you, the hussar general's mansion! " Hong Ling looked at the servant guarding Liu Ji, tilted his head, and asked, "I still don't know your name. Since you want to seek an explanation from me, then defeat me first. By the way, before that, please state your name! If we fight later and I accidentally kill you, that would be a bit bad. "After all, this prince does not kill nameless people!"

"Your Highness, don't worry. If I die in your hands, it will be because I'm unskilled." But since the crown prince wants to know my name, there's no harm in telling him. My name is Liu Family's reverend elder, and I am the general of the hussar general's family, Liu Feng! "

The servant looked at Hong Ling and spoke coldly. He had come on orders this time to cooperate with the Ministry of Justice's Supervisor Shi Fengxi and suppress the Unique Noble Heir. Although the Void Refinement cultivators of the Grand Marshal's Residence had all died and this youth could also send Feng Xi flying with a single palm, Liu Feng was not afraid in the slightest.

Maybe, the Unique Noble Heir could borrow the power of the legendary sacred artifact to defeat an expert of the Void Refinement realm. However, it was almost impossible to kill him. It was true that Feng Chen of the Beiming Peng had died in Hong Ling's hands, but who knew how Feng Chen had died? Maybe Feng Chen was injured, and Hong Ling had taken advantage of him.

"Oh, so it's Lord Liu Feng. I apologize for my disrespect!" Hong Ling nodded, he casually kept the Sorrow Spirit Sword and looked at Feng Xi who was walking out from the ruins with a gloomy face, his face full of smiles. Lord Feng Xi, Lord Liu Feng is planning to ask for an explanation from me. I wonder if this can be considered as obstructing your Ministry of Justice's case? After all, your Board of Justice wanted to capture me first, and now that Liu Feng has suddenly interfered, won't that be a hindrance to your enforcement of the law, Lord Feng Xi? "

"Why delay things for the Noble Heir? As matters stand, I am not afraid to tell Your Highness. Your steward of the Path of Void has been stopped. He won't be able to come back for a short period of time, at least not today. Therefore, I advise Your Highness to obediently give the hussar general's mansion an explanation. As for the matter of Lord Liu Feng hindering the Board of Justice's case, I can testify that there is no such thing. "He is assisting our Ministry of Justice. As long as His Highness can be invited back to the prison of the Ministry of Justice, I will have to personally pay a visit to the General's manor to express my gratitude for the loyalty of Young Master Liu Ji and Lord Liu Feng!" Feng Xi sneered and said.

"Oh? For two grand disciples of the Void Refining Stage, in order to deal with a cultivator of the Great Circle of Qi Refinement into Spirit, you don't even care about losing face? " Hong Ling grinned. He was not too concerned about Canfeng being held up. Since the other party dared to come to him, he had already made a foolproof plan. Canfeng was being held back, but it was within his expectations.

"If we can invite His Highness back to our Ministry of Justice, how would we be worthy of our own dignity!" Liu Feng said coldly.

"That's right, Noble Heir will surrender obediently, or force us to do it!" Feng Xi took a step forward, and the aura around his body instantly exploded.

"Humph, then let's see if you have the ability to do so!" Hong Ling let out a cold snort, and completely released the restrictions placed on the Yanhuang Mirror in his body. With a boom, a monstrous aura rose from his body, causing the air in front of the crown prince's residence to distort.

"Refining the Void!" Feng Xi and Liu Feng looked at each other, seeing that Hong Ling's Profound Spirit Qi was rising rapidly, their eyes filled with seriousness. It seemed that this legendary Crown Prince very likely possessed a legendary saint artifact. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to raise his strength to such a tyrannical level in such a short period of time.

Hong Ling did his best to suppress the power of the Yanhuang Mirror, so that it could steadily suppress the power of the Yanhuang Mirror to the Void Prying Stage. He did not raise it to the Tianren Sage Stage because it was simply too shocking. The spatial ring in his hand flickered with a faint light, and continuously transferred the Spiritual Power into his body, maintaining the Yanhuang Monarch Mirror's power. As long as he did not push the Yanhuang Mirror's power to its limit, Hong Ling could still borrow the Spiritual Power's power from the spatial ring. But not too long. This was because Imperial Equipment were Imperial Equipment. Even though their power levels had been artificially weakened, the nature of their power had not changed.

"Now, I want to see how thick your faces are. Can you withstand my fist?" Hong Ling's white robes fluttered uncontrollably under the vibrations of his Authentic Qi.