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The first technique is called Azure Sky Finger. When this move is unleashed, it resembles Sky Thunder, pointing to the heavens and capable of breaking all defenses, rendering anything invulnerable to dust. When cultivated to perfection, it can shatter mountains and rivers with a single finger, eclipsing the sun and moon.
The second technique is known as Pointing to the Rivers and Mountains. This move emphasizes the exquisite manipulation of Heaven and Earth Qi. When executed, Ye Xingchen lightly taps with his finger, causing countless streams of energy to converge into rivers, rushing forward unimpeded.
The third technique is Pointing to Heaven and Drawing the Earth. This move is the most profound; once it is performed, one can use their finger as a brush and the sky as a canvas, drawing endless rules that ensnare the enemy within, leaving them unable to escape.
Ye Xingchen understands the preciousness and power of this Azure Sky Finger, and a surge of ambition rises within him.
Meanwhile, at the Qi State royal palace, the mood starkly contrasts with Ye Xingchen's fervor. Qi Wang Qi Feixiong, a dominant ruler, sits upon the dragon throne, exuding an aura of inviolable authority. Wu Baiguan stands on either side, awaiting commands, while the entire court remains solemn and dignified.
In contrast to the declining Qin State, Qi State appears to be at its zenith, its national strength far surpassing that of Qin.
However, amidst this seemingly tranquil court, an unexpected event is about to shatter this peace. A guard responsible for watching over the royal Soul Lantern rushes in with a pale face, seemingly in urgent need to report something critical.
Qi Feixiong casts a cold glance in his direction, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rising within him.
The guard kneels on the ground, stammering: "Your Majesty, I must report that the Soul Lantern of Da Wang Zi has extinguished."
Upon hearing this, the court falls into a dead silence; one could hear a pin drop.
Qi Feixiong's expression darkens instantly. He rises abruptly, an overwhelming aura akin to a mountain torrent surging forth from him, pressing down on everyone present until they can barely breathe.
"Are you certain?" Qi Feixiong asks coldly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority. "If you speak falsely, I will annihilate your entire clan!"
The guard trembles under Qi Feixiong's imposing presence, shaking like a leaf as he replies fearfully: "Your Majesty, what I say is absolutely true; Da Wang Zi's Soul Lantern has indeed gone out."
Once again, silence envelops the court. Qi Feixiong’s gaze deepens and becomes complex; he knows what this implies.
The extinguishing of Da Wang Zi's Soul Lantern signifies that he has met with misfortune. This is undoubtedly a heavy blow for Qi State.
However, as a formidable ruler, Qi Feixiong does not panic. He takes a deep breath to steady himself before slowly saying: "This matter is grave. Issue an order to dispatch our most elite guards to search for clues at Da Wang Zi's last known location."
With Qi Feixiong's command given, the court becomes bustling once more. An investigation into Da Wang Zi's disappearance quietly begins.
In a lavishly decorated courtyard, a guard clad in iron armor bows respectfully as he recounts the events that transpired in court to a handsome young man dressed in blue. His voice is low and powerful; each word seems laden with weight.
Hearing the guard's words, the young man’s lips curl into a cold smile devoid of warmth—only chilling intent remains. "My royal brother truly has fallen on hard times; at such a young age," Ji Qingqing remarks mockingly as if mourning yet reveling in his brother's misfortune simultaneously.
The guard was taken aback, fully aware of the Second Prince's deep and inscrutable nature, where his emotions rarely surfaced. He cautiously continued, "Second Prince, if Da Wang Zi were to die, the only ones with the strength to compete for the throne would be you and the Fourth Prince."
Before he could finish speaking, the expression in the young man’s eyes turned icy cold, as if he could see right through the guard. A chill ran down the guard's spine, and an ominous premonition surged within him.
However, the young man finally spoke, his voice low and authoritative: "Remember your place. Do not say what should not be said. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
Upon hearing this, the guard's face went pale. Realizing he had overstepped, he quickly knelt on the ground, pleading for mercy.
Yet, the young man did not spare him a glance; he simply turned and walked deeper into the courtyard, leaving the guard trembling alone on the ground.
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