A full seventeen powerful kings and nobles!

Their auras varied, but under the scrutiny of Chen Qian's "Eye of Truth," it could be confirmed that at least six of them were powerful individuals at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal, including No. 56 who was directly facing him.

There were also several individuals whose auras were unclear, making it impossible for Shen Qian to determine whether any of them were Grand Luo Immortals, or Martial King level experts.

Suddenly, Shen Qian's heart stirred, and he sensed a special and different aura within it. Although the person was also wearing a red robe, Shen Qian felt some familiar fluctuations.

"I've always heard that human kings and nobles have some backbone, but it seems they're nothing special now, leaving you all to die alone!"

Number 56 stopped laughing and said sarcastically, "Shen Qian, why don't you just submit to my Witch Clan? Not only will you save your life, but you can also share the rule of all races with my Witch Clan in the future. What do you say?"

Although No. 56's words sounded sarcastic, they actually contained some genuine meaning.

As one of the earliest powerful members of the Witch Clan to infiltrate the human race, Number 56 had a deep understanding of the young man before him. During the Nine Heavens War, his supposedly flawless scheme was inexplicably thwarted by the other party.

Even putting all that aside, the sheer terror of this young man's talent is something No. 56 has never seen before.

In his view, neither the once-shining Ling Tianhou nor the likes of Lin Sanmo, who was once hailed as the number one genius of the human race, were as good as the other.

Especially since he had just killed Han Chi, who had just broken through to the Martial King realm, at that time the Witch Emperor's connection with this space was still intact, so they knew about the process.

Otherwise, these powerful members of the witch clan would not have been so cautious; they would have launched a fierce and relentless attack on Shen Qian from the very beginning.

Number 56 did not act rashly, and only launched a probing attack on Shenqian after all the kings and nobles had passed through the crack.

"Why don't you witches submit to me? I promise you I will give you a piece of land overseas and build you a sea prison with the finest iron, ensuring you will never rise again!"

He laughed loudly before sinking in.

Number 56 initially listened attentively, but eventually realized that Shen Qian was toying with him. His face darkened, and he said coldly, "Since you are so stubborn, then die!"

However, before No. 56 could make a move, Shen Qian's hand, which had been hanging down, suddenly rose, and a dark red longsword appeared in Shen Qian's hand. With the raising of his hand, a ten-thousand-foot blade of light slashed through the air and suddenly locked onto a figure wearing a red robe to Shen Qian's side and behind.

Chen Qian's sudden outburst was too sudden, or rather, his movements were too fast, so fast that they even slightly exceeded the reaction limits of a king.

Number 56's first reaction was that the blade was coming towards him, but by the time he realized it, he was a beat too slow and it was too late to stop it. He could only watch helplessly as the blade, with its ghostly speed that ignored distance, slashed heavily into the other red-robed prince.

Boom!

The power of this blade of light was far more exaggerated than Number 56 had imagined. In just a moment, it sent the red-robed king flying backward, coughing up blood, with a terrifying wound on his body that nearly tore him apart.

Golden blood, tinged with a faint iridescent hue, splattered across the sky, and the king's robes ripped apart, revealing his true form.

The face, contorted with shock, anger, and even a lingering trace of fear, belonged to a true human.

"Marquis Tuodong, it really is you!"

The cold shout from Shen Qian remained in place, and his figure had already appeared tens of thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye, his dark red longsword once again slashing out mercilessly.

At the same time, Shen Qian no longer concealed his aura. The aura, which was even stronger than when he fought Han Chi, surged out violently, shocking Tuo Donghou so much that his liver and gallbladder trembled.

Just before sinking, I noticed that among these seventeen kings and marquises, one person's aura was particularly unique, making him seem somewhat out of place among the other kings and marquises of the witch clan.

Sure enough, this person was none other than Tuodong Hou, who had defected from the human race.

The reason why Shen Qian wanted to kill him was not only because of this, but also because... he also participated in the Battle of Wansui Mountain!

The culprit Han Chi has been executed, Zhao Yuanhou was beheaded before being sunk, and Lie Guhou was captured. Apart from Yong Yehou, who was hiding in the shadows, the only other participant is Tuo Donghou, who is right in front of us.

How could Shen Qian possibly let him go?

Originally surrounded by seventeen kings and nobles, Chen Qian had already been prepared to open a breach first, and Tuo Donghou was naturally the best candidate.

Meanwhile, the other Wu tribe kings and nobles in the distance also realized what was happening, and their expressions changed.

They realized they had completely underestimated the young man.

Originally, the Witch Emperor believed that Shen Qian had temporarily increased his strength using some kind of secret technique, and even killed Han Chi.

As for Jiang Chengye, the Witch Emperor's consciousness had already been isolated at that time, so he was not sure how Jiang Chengye had perished, but No. 56 judged that this state before sinking could not have lasted for long.

That's why he was happy to talk to Shen Qian when he appeared, in order to buy time and take him down without bloodshed.

Who knew that this young man was so cunning? He also used the conversation to lull himself into a false sense of security, but then unleashed the power he had been secretly accumulating, severely injuring the unprepared Marquis Tuodong in an instant.

While angrily cursing Tuodong Hou as a good-for-nothing, No. 56 could not possibly allow Shen Qian to kill Tuodong Hou in front of everyone.

Then it's not just that Marquis Tuodong is useless, it's also that they are incompetent!

"Make your move!"

Number 56 roared, and a blood-red hand materialized, striking towards Shen Qian from afar.

While the other Wu tribe kings and nobles were using their own methods, Shen Qian, holding the "Greedy Wolf" longsword stained with the blood of Tuo Donghou, unleashed a second blade of light and also activated the unique mythical effect of the Greedy Wolf longsword without hesitation.

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