Chapter 257: Chapter 257

Those acquaintances included Yu Wenhui, Wanyan Zheng, and Murong Zhan, who were counted among the top ten noble sons of the Royal Capital.

Additionally, Ao Tian from the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, Xiao from the Snow Eagle Tribe, and that unnamed purple-robed Prince from the Thunderhawk Tribe, all had their places at the banquet.

There's no need to mention Murong Zhan in detail, as he is a member of the Royal Family and also one of the top ten noble sons of the Royal Capital. With his extraordinary talent, he naturally qualifies to attend the Royal Palace's night banquet.

As for Yu Wenhui and the others, although they lost to Zhao Letian in the assessments, their talents and abilities were undoubtedly strong. What's more, their identities and statuses were exceptionally prominent. Thus, even though they did not win the championship of the assessments, they became candidates for the position of Prince Consort, just like Zhao Letian.

Apart from them, there were also several unfamiliar faces at the scene, their aura equally powerful, obviously all extraordinary individuals.

The moment Zhao Letian walked in, faces like Yu Wenhui's darkened, as cold glares shot towards him, their eyes unabashedly flickering with a chilling intent to kill.

If they had not been at the Royal Palace's night banquet, they probably would have taken action immediately.

Especially Wanyan Zheng, who was very annoyed to see Zhao Letian safe and sound.

He had thought that by sending people from the Bai Family and Rong Family, along with someone from the True Martial Ninth Realm, it would be sufficient to deal with Zhao Letian. Now it seemed he had underestimated Zhao Letian's strength.

Meanwhile, those unfamiliar faces also looked towards Zhao Letian, their eyes filled with curiosity.

They were not aware of the grudges between Zhao Letian and the likes of Yu Wenhui and were very curious as to how someone in just the True Martial Sixth Realm would dare to provoke them.

"If you wish to seek revenge against me, Zhao is ready at any time. But from today onwards, whoever dares to employ such despicable methods in secret against those around me, Zhao swears to uproot you along with the power of the clan behind you."

Zhao Letian's cold gaze swept over Yu Wenhui and the others, finally locking onto Wanyan Zheng as he spoke indifferently.

Yu Wenhui and the rest were taken aback, their eyebrows furrowed, showing surprise in their eyes. They had not expected that before they could make a move against Zhao Letian, he would warn them first. It seemed like there was an implication in his words, but they could not recall doing anything to Zhao Letian.

"Hmph, such arrogance from a mere boy. What do you think you amount to? Do you believe that winning one insignificant assessment means you can be lawless and disrespect everyone? It's the ignorance of the fearful; in terms of both status and cultivation strength, anyone here could easily crush you. Who do you think you can uproot?"

Wanyan Zheng's eyes showed disdain as he arrogantly sneered.

Witnessing this scene, Yu Wenhui and others thoughtfully flashed expressions, internally remarking that Wanyan Zheng had already lost his patience and taken action against Zhao Letian but failed.

"Everyone can crush me? You're welcome to try."

Zhao Letian stood undaunted, glaring intently at Wanyan Zheng.

Although during their first encounter at the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, Zhao Letian was not as strong as Wanyan Zheng and after the assessments, Wanyan Zheng's realm had advanced from True Martial Seventh Realm to True Martial Eighth Realm, Zhao Letian's strength had increased even more during this period.

Now, even without using the War Dragon Arm and the Puppet, Zhao Letian had enough strength to confront Wanyan Zheng head-on.

"You dare to challenge me? Don't blame me for not warning you; this is not the Slaughter Illusion Realm. Here, we can all wield our full strength, and if I kill you, you really will die."

Wanyan Zheng's eyes gave away a cold murderous intent, and strong True Yuan Power was subtly emanating from his body.

Zhao Letian had caused him to lose face several times, and he must kill Zhao Letian to quell the hatred in his heart.

As to whether he could kill Zhao Letian, that was a question he had never considered.

In his view, Zhao Letian was nothing outside of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion. If it wasn't for Murong Zhan's intervention last time, he would have already slain Zhao Letian with a single sword strike.

Now, even though Zhao Letian's cultivation had significantly improved, as long as Zhao Letian had not reached the High-level True Martial Realm, he could not possibly contend with him, and if he dared to fight, he would undoubtedly die.

Of course, this was provided Murong Zhan and others did not interfere.

"Unfortunately, you can't kill me."

Zhao Letian said indifferently.

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Wanyan Zheng glanced at Murong Zhan, provocatively goading with a mocking tone.

Should Zhao Letian dare to say not to let Murong Zhan intervene, he would undoubtedly slay Zhao Letian.

"No need for the little prince to intervene. If you can kill me, then it's your capability."

Zhao Letian said nonchalantly.

Wanyan Zheng's eyes brightened, deliberately casting a look at Murong Zhan.

"Heh heh, don't look at me. Since Brother Zilong has said so, I naturally will not interfere."

With a grin on his face, Murong Zhan, cradling the bottle of Qingluo Wine gifted by Zhao Letian, indulged in his drink without a care.

He had personally witnessed Zhao Letian slaying Yu Wenhui within the Secret Realm and had full confidence in Zhao Letian's strength. Even outside in this world, he did not believe Wanyan Zheng could do anything to Zhao Letian.

"Good, boy, prepare to die."

Wanyan Zheng was a merciless and decisive character. As soon as Murong Zhan finished speaking, he suddenly flickered and drew a longsword, slashing towards Zhao Letian.

Zhao Letian bellowed angrily, his figure a blur, unleashing the Body Technique, Wind Thunder Step, and turned into an electric arc, charging with a spear in hand.

Tremendous energy spread out, sweeping across the entire banquet hall with awe-inspiring might. Fortunately, all the attendants possessed extraordinary cultivation, each promptly raising a shield of True Essence Power to block the violent shockwave of energy.

After a moment, the light dissipated, and Zhao Letian and Wanyan Zheng were both repelled.

The result was clear: Zhao Letian staggered back less than ten feet, whereas Wanyan Zheng was sent retreating over ten feet—the disparity was immediately evident.

"This is impossible! You are merely at the True Martial Sixth Realm, how can you be a match for me? I want you dead!"

Wanyan Zheng was both shocked and furious, feeling as if Zhao Letian had viciously slapped him in the face once more, and in front of many geniuses at that. This was a tremendous and shameful humiliation for him. Enraged with embarrassment, he once again swung his longsword, coming at Zhao Letian with unrestrained murderous intent.

"Everyone, take your seats!"

Just then, a strong young man clad in gold-plated armor suddenly stood up from the central main seat and, like a specter, dashed between Zhao Letian and Wanyan Zheng. He raised both hands, unleashing terrifyingly powerful Palm Seals at each of them.

The Palm Seal, as if cast from hardened steel, was utterly indestructible, sending Wanyan Zheng flying and crashing into his seat.

Zhao Letian reacted swiftly, his hand shining with electric light, and he smashed a fist towards the incoming Palm Seal. However, he felt as if a great mountain bore down upon him, utterly unable to resist, and was sent staggering back.