Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 453:

Chapter 453: Chapter 278: Slaughter of Three Thousand

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The Prefecture City was immense.

It was many times bigger than Sky Martial City, with various supreme lights rising everywhere, making the huge city look like the Nine Heavenly Palace. Jiang Ming showed a hint of astonishment, “If a Prefecture City is this big, what scale is the Holy City?”

“It is more apt to call the Holy City the Divine City!” Master chuckled, “When you go there, you will realize that such a magnificent city exists in the world, beautiful and splendid, grand and majestic. Even I was slightly shocked and marveled at the boundless power the first time I saw it, and sighed that man can triumph over heaven.”

But at that moment, an arrow shot towards them.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

It was trailing a long tail of light.

Jiang Ming casually flicked away the black arrow that had shot towards him and looked coldly towards several people who had appeared in the sky above the South City Wall.

That arrow just now would have easily killed an ordinary Eight Realm Expert.

“Within ten thousand meters of the Prefecture City, the airspace is forbidden. If you advance any further, it will be considered trespassing and dealt with without mercy!” one of the young men in silver armor shouted in their direction.

“Forbidden airspace?” Jiang Ming lowered his head to look, and saw large roads below with many pedestrians, each step spanning hundreds of meters.

Yet, no one was traversing through the air.

On another side at the edge of the sky, suddenly beams of auspicious light appeared, accompanied by the sound of heavenly music, alluring and tempting. In the blink of an eye, a golden carriage drawn by three flying sky horses emerged from mid-air, with guards and maids following on either side, all moving through the air.

In front of them was a procession of over a thousand people, blowing the Great Dharma Conch, striking the Great Dharma Drum, and creating various miraculous phenomena as if supreme spirits were parading through the streets.

All were above the Eighth Realm.

The carriage was large, spanning over a hundred square meters, on which a young man lay lazily, flanked by several maids. There were even elves, angels, cat-eared girls; Jiang Ming glanced at them and couldn’t help but click his tongue in astonishment.

“The prince is overseeing the heavens, kneel in welcome!”

A commanding shout carried over from afar.

The silver-armored squad that had just blocked Jiang Ming and his companion immediately knelt on one knee in mid-air and bowed their heads.

Down below on the ground, the pedestrians who had been hastening on their way also stopped to kneel in worship, and some hid in the dark comers.

“What a grand display!” Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming drew in a cold breath.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he thought of the Heavenly Dragon People.

“This is the overwhelming authority of the Great Qian Imperial Clan,” Master stroked his beard and smiled, “They dominate the world, and no one dares to disobey. Even if you are in the Eleventh Realm, you must bow your head. Those in the Twelfth Realm will have to give way.”

“Has no one ever taken action in secret?” Jiang Ming asked, “In some deserted place, they could be cleanly killed with a simple move.”

“Killed?” Master laughed again, “Don’t forget, the Great Qian Dynasty rules all around, suppresses the ten lands, and has countless powerful people. There are those who cultivate the way of Cause and Effect, those skilled in divi-ation, those with Soul Searching Skills; the numbers are beyond measure. Finding a target is too easy. If someone from the Imperial Clan meets with trouble in the state, immediately, Eleven or even Twelfth Realm Experts will take action to find the perpetrator, and sometimes the Prefecture Lord will get involved. If it can’t be resolved within the Prefecture, a stronger force from the Holy City will be dispatched. This has created a situation where everyone steps aside when the Imperial Clan goes out; the clan acts in domineering fashion, murdering on the street and abducting common folks is considered normal behavior. I have even seen some members of the Imperial Clan openly refine the souls of entire cities for their cultivation, yet no one interferes, and nobody asks. The Imperial Clan has become the greatest evil. Alas, the common people are like ants before the overshadowing power of the throne; under the imperial authority, all must bow their heads.”

With that last sentence, Master expressed endless emotion and deep disgust.

They did not avoid the procession, nor did they kneel; they even chatted indifferently, speaking loudly about derogatory matters concerning the Imperial Clan.

Those of the silver-armored squad who had kneeled down earlier heard this and sweated profusely, feeling a chill in their hearts; such commentary on the Imperial Clan could only point to one thing, overwhelming might.

Otherwise, it would just be foolishness.

Those who can fly are idiots?

Bullshit!

“Trouble’s coming, and it’s the kind that turns your head,” the young soldier in silver armor thought to himself in fear.

Considering what was just said, how could the arriving prince hear and simply let it go? If a fight were to break out and they were killed, they were sure to be implicated.

And then…

We’re totally screwed.

Sure enough, the newcomer was furious.

“Slandering the Imperial Clan is a heinous crime, deserving of the extermination of three thousand of your kin!” the guard next to the golden carriage raged, and with a flicker, he was already over here surrounding the two of them.

Eighteen strong men, all of the Ninth Realm, surrounded Jiang Ming and his companion and then activated a kind of formation that suppressed the void around them.

They did not strike immediately.

“In front of this prince, slandering the Imperial Clan, ha ha, unexpectedly, there is such insolence in the world,” the young man on the carriage stood up, his bare upper body pushing aside the green curtain and looking at Jiang Ming with eyes capable of obliterating all things, interestedly saying, “What’s your background, not afraid to die?”

“Die?” Jiang Ming laughed as well. “Did you ever think that you’re the one who might die?”

“Ha ha…” The young man seemed to hear the biggest joke, couldn’t help but burst into uproarious laughter that shook the Nine Heavens, then pointed at his own nose and said, “I will die? Interesting, truly interesting. Little fellow, considering you gave me a good laugh, I’ll give you a chance to live. Kneel down, bark like a dog, and I’ll take you as my slave.”

“You really are shamelessly arrogant, destined for your clan’s downfall!” Jiang Ming couldn’t help shaking his head.

The arrival of them Descenders was already sealing the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Without saying anything else, the Imperial Clan was doomed to nearly complete annihilation.

Because the Descenders were inherently opposed to them, and most of them were Unparalleled Geniuses, not to mention a large number of Eleventh Realm beings.

Once they came over, it’s likely that many would Break Through to the Twelfth Realm.

In the times to come, the One Hundred and Eight Prefectures would be engulfed in flames of war.

“Really disobedient!” the young man snorted coldly, then gave the order, “Seize him, search his soul, and stew his Divine Soul in Yin Fire for three thousand years. Then exterminate three thousand of his kin, ensuring that every creature related to him dies out, not sparing a single one.”

After he had spoken, he yawned and lay down behind the light curtain.

The guards surrounding Jiang Ming, wearing faces full of cold cruelty, immediately acted upon hearing the order.

In an instant, Divine Light intertwined, forming a cage.

This was a Limiting Divine Power.

The Master, who was as composed as ever, gave Jiang Ming a slight nod of the chin, clearly indicating: “It’s your turn, surely you can’t expect this old man to take action!”

Jiang Ming smiled, took a deep breath, and exhaled a gust of wind that swept out, containing the Wind Rule, Cutting Force, and Space Art, which shattered the restraints around them.

The Wild Wind Sweeping carried the guards with it, grinding them into clouds of blood mist on the spot and then rapidly spreading towards the carriage. “Dare to resist, what guts!” The other guards next to the golden carriage, seeing this scene, were all furiously shouting. One of them raised his hand and threw something that transformed into a disc; in an instant, supreme-ruler Power sprang forth, evolving into an immense spatial projection.

Artifact demonstrating method, World Projection.

This was an ability of the Eleventh Realm, and yet it was easily invoked by an artifact..