“I knew it was you, Beiming Zhishang.” The Divine King spoke.

He was the uncle of the current Grand Chancellor, Beiming Moshou and a top expert from this clan who was in the same generation as the Divine King. They fought three times and he lost all three.

“Feiyun is a deadman. Long Chuanfeng, you won’t be able to protect him.” Zhishang sneered.

“You’re courting death if you want to kill my successor!” Two golden rays shot out from the king’s eyes like thunder flashing in the sky. Zhishang quickly retreated into the clouds and summoned his Moon Mountain Cauldron to stop the two rays.

“Rumble!”

The king channeled a yellow spirit energy and condensed it into a saber before slashing forward.

This was the fifth slash of the Dragon King’s Saber Art. The yellow dragon energy materialized into physical form and split the sky. This was countless times stronger than Feiyun’s art.

“Boom!” The cauldron almost broke from the impact....