C120 (1/2)

Suddenly, a burst of sparkling azure-black light erupted from the depths of the palace. Streams of light interweaved with each other, and there seemed to be a black clothed figure within the depths of the palace.

It has been eighteen years, and you all seem to have forgotten Blue Cloud Nation, and respect the Imperial Family!

When that voice, which carried a trace of anger, resounded throughout the world, everyone was startled. Especially when they felt that the world had suddenly started boiling and the Spiritual Energy undulations, even the expressions of the various chief experts changed slightly.

His eyes were dull as he stared at the black clothed figure that was slowly walking out from the green-black glow.

There, they could feel an indescribable pressure.

That is, King Luo?!

It was King Luo!

King Luo, he's really back! The crowd exclaimed with faces full of shock.

Under the burning gazes of the crowd, the black clothed figure finally appeared clearly in front of them.

Yi Zhou's eyes flashed, his expression ice cold.

Elder Yu's indifferent gaze swept over King Luo, his expression gradually turning heavy.

My lord!

Father! Those from the royal clan, the royal palace, and the other powers all knelt down in unison.

Stand up. King Luo casually waved his hand.

In the next moment, he raised his palm. Endless black light gathered in his hand, and with a snapping sound, an enormous black handprint was formed.

Following the whistling sound of the wind, the black palm suddenly descended. It was as if the entire world had turned black at this moment. The palm actually turned into countless sharp lights that hovered in the sky, while a shadow enveloped the entire world.

His palm turned into a sharp light that suppressed downwards, his target was actually those experts that were making their move against Yi Zhou.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless figures were blasted away, some of them directly killed in the midst of that black light. For a moment, a bloody mist permeated the air, dyeing the horizon red.

And then, King Luo's voice slowly echoed out.

A bunch of trash.

At this moment, the gazes of countless people abruptly froze. The ones who died were all members of the younger generation from the Royal Palace and the Li Yun Sect.

He Gufeng and Ye Hanxuan both had a glint in their eyes, but they could only swallow their anger. Facing King Luo, they didn't have the qualifications to resist, they could only silently endure.

The current King Luo, was unfathomably deep.

Luo Tian, you're really crazy. Xiao Wuchen looked at the scarlet horizon, and then set his cold gaze on King Luo.

The ones who died were all from the Shocking King Palace and the Li Yun Sect. Although they weren't worth sympathizing with, Luo Tian's methods were just too ruthless.

Shouldn't you be happy? Luo Tian smiled, not caring at all.

There was no need for him to go to the Hall of Shaking and the Li Yun Sect. They had no other choice but to bear it in silence.

Xiao Wuchen, the battle 18 years ago did not determine the victor, will you continue today? King Luo said again.

Dong!

Xiao Wuchen did not say anything, his entire body flashed, and in the next moment, an incomparably berserk aura started to bloom crazily, rushing towards King Luo.

His entire body was bathed in a holy light. His entire body was emitting an incomparably wild and overbearing aura.

Boom!

At this moment, the palm of King Luo slammed out with a terrifying sharpness, wanting to destroy everything.

Xiao Wuchen sped up and punched out with his fist. His fist directly landed on the large palm, and a terrifying airflow swept out, causing countless sounds of things shattering to continuously be emitted. A storm swept up around the two of them, the scene was extremely shocking.

In the next moment, both their figures flashed through the air.

And it was at this moment, King Luo's indifferent voice sounded out beside Xiao Wuchen's ears.

Xiao Wuchen, do you really think that you won the battle eighteen years ago?

Xiao Wuchen's expression became serious. What do you mean?

Without waiting for King Luo to speak, the two of them flashed past each as King Luo floated in mid air. The two of them stared at each other.

At this time, King Luo suddenly smiled indifferently, and then his playful voice resounded through the void.

Why wasn't Nan Zongtian here?

Do you think it's just a coincidence?

Xiao Wuchen's gaze froze for a moment as countless fragments of memories emerged in his mind. The disappearance of SuiTian must be related to the Imperial Family.

The disappearance of Nan Zongtian was accompanied by the return of King Luo.

Furthermore, at the same time Duke Luo disappeared eighteen years ago, the third prince of the imperial family, who was also Xiao Wuchen's son, also disappeared.

So there was only one possibility.

Nan Zongtian was the son of Xiao Wuchen who had disappeared for eighteen years.

Following the condensation of his thoughts, Xiao Wuchen's expression gradually turned sinister, his originally pitch black pupils began to reveal a scarlet color.

Looking at Xiao Wuchen's sinister gaze, King Luo laughed indifferently. Now, who do you think won the battle 18 years ago?

Xiao Wuchen fiercely gritted his teeth, and traces of blood flowed out from the gaps between his white teeth.

Where is my son now? Xiao Wuchen's tone was eerily cold as he enunciated every word.

Eighteen years ago, Xiao Wuchen and King Luo, Yu Meishan, had a duel. After that, King Luo had disappeared, and Xiao Wuchen's son had also gone missing.

Actually, it wasn't a disappearance, but a visit from someone from the royal clan to the Hall of Shaking. His name was called Nan Zongtian.

These things were all kept in the dark by the elder Ye, who had raised Nan Zongtian for more than ten years.

Ka-cha. At this moment, the crisp sound of something shattering resounded through the air.

On Xiao Wuchen's body, an incomparably hot ball of flame ignited, causing the space to shatter like glass as an endless sharp aura swept across the area.

Luo Tian, let me ask you one last time. My son, where is he now? Xiao Wuchen said with a heavy tone, his sharp eyes seemed to be ignited with blazing flames.

Back then, my body was burnt to ashes by you. Luckily, your child was born at that time, so I naturally wanted to borrow his body. King Luo said coldly.