The Asura Great Emperor had countless powerhouses under his command. Even the warriors standing guard at the entrance were peak Saint Realm cultivators, and among them were several Emperor Realm experts as well.
And those were merely ordinary guards.
The forces under a Great Emperor were teeming with the powerful. To deal with someone like
Moreover, although
Clans clashing with clans, great houses vying against great houses, and perhaps even a minor skirmish between Great Emperors.
He and Taiyuan Pavilion were nothing more than small pawns in the clash of supreme powers!
Thinking this through,
Angry as he was, he also knew that the immediate priority was ensuring the safety of Shen Sanhuo and the Wei family father and son. If all three perished because of this, even a future victory would come too late.
"Saving lives comes first."
His gaze swept with iron resolve over Wei Qixia and everyone present at Taiyuan Pavilion. "Everyone, I give you my word — Taiyuan Pavilion will reopen. No matter who it is, no one can stop our pavilion's march forward. Anyone who stands in the way will be kicked aside!"
The crowd was stunned. Judging from
But those words were absolutely shocking.
After all, the one blocking Taiyuan Pavilion's path was the Asura Great Emperor — a Great Emperor whose imperial majesty was awe-inspiring, capable of commanding the clouds with a flip of his hand and summoning rain with another.
A figure of such stature could shake the entirety of Glass Kingdom City with a single stamp of his foot.
Even across the entire human territory, he was among the most towering figures in existence.
Pill King Zhen was a genius of the alchemy world, and even with extraordinary talent, such words from him sounded rather bold, to put it mildly.
Yet Third Young Master Ji felt an inexplicable surge of excitement upon hearing them. For reasons he couldn't quite explain, his own emotions had been ignited by
Third Young Master Ji nodded as well. "Don't be so pessimistic, everyone. No single faction in Glass Kingdom City holds all the power under the sky. I'll tell you this much — my patriarch has already taken notice of this matter. He will certainly report it to His Majesty Emperor Peacock and ask him to deliver justice!"
Emperor Peacock — the foremost Great Emperor of Glass Kingdom City. Three thousand years ago, Emperor Peacock had burst onto the scene and claimed the throne as the city's supreme emperor. For three millennia, no one had been able to displace him.
Three thousand years on, though Emperor Peacock had long since shed his youthful brilliance and his edge was no longer as fierce as in his prime, the power that had settled in its place was something transcendent — a deep reserve, a living symbol.
Compared to the dazzling sharpness of three thousand years ago, Emperor Peacock now was mysterious, unfathomable, impossible to read.
This Emperor Peacock had become an almost mythical figure in Glass Kingdom City — a living monument, a living totem.
Every son and daughter of Glass Kingdom City regarded Emperor Peacock as their idol, as the city's supreme powerhouse.
After all, three thousand years of accumulated heritage was something no other Great Emperor could match.
So when Third Young Master Ji mentioned Emperor Peacock, everyone's spirits soared. Wei Qixia was especially overjoyed. "If His Majesty Emperor Peacock intervenes, he will certainly restore justice to my Wei family and justice to Taiyuan Pavilion!"
"Exactly! Some people think they can hide the sky with one hand, but His Majesty Emperor Peacock will never sit idly by!"
The crowd rallied with fervor.
"Brother, it's not safe for you to stay here any longer. Those people already noticed you when you came in just now. I'd wager they've got their eyes on you. So you have to come back with me to the Coiling Dragon Grand Clan estate. The Asura warriors may be overbearing, but I doubt they'd dare cause trouble at our Coiling Dragon Grand Clan estate."
At this point,
If the Asura Great Emperor's people had him in their sights, he might have plenty of ways to slip away, but the base he had worked so hard to build would be swept away in an instant.
For the sake of that base, he had to swallow his pride.
Huang'er stepped forward with a gentle smile. "Brother Chen, why not head to the patriarch's estate to lay low for a while? To resolve this matter, the Coiling Dragon patriarch will need to step in."
Huang'er understood
"What imposition? Don't be ridiculous. Besides, you set up Taiyuan Pavilion and crushed the prestige of the Royal Court Grand Clan — our Coiling Dragon Grand Clan benefited from that as well. We've been a major power in Glass Kingdom City for generations, and we're not the type to only reap the rewards without sharing the consequences. On this matter, we must stand together. And don't overthink it — in my estimation, this is absolutely not targeted at Taiyuan Pavilion alone. Our pavilion may simply have been caught in the crossfire."
When kings clash, commoners suffer.
Collisions between great powers always trickled down to the smaller factions first.
Taiyuan Pavilion was precisely that small faction — a sparrow that might be small but had all its organs. Moreover, it had recently found itself right in the eye of the storm.
Using Taiyuan Pavilion as the target could not have been more convenient.
Those Asura warriors may have been domineering, but they couldn't very well publicly block Third Young Master Ji's procession.
After all, Third Young Master Ji was no member of the Wei family, and he had no direct ties to Taiyuan Pavilion.