Chapter 415: Mohatian's Outburst and the Five Million War Patterns
"Lady Qing Yanjing, it's a pleasure to meet you. What brings you to me today?"
In the bustling banquet hall of White Jade Capital's headquarters in the Northern Abyss Continent, Xiao Tiance was undoubtedly the center of attention.
The graceful Qing Yanjing, a peerless beauty from the Futuo Ancient Clan, added to the spotlight. Even if she weren't a saintess of her clan, her stunning appearance and noble status were enough to attract countless gazes.
Her presence alongside Xiao Tiance drew the attention of everyone in the hall, curiosity brewing as they anticipated their conversation.
Qing Yanjing's Query
Qing Yanjing stepped forward, her voice carrying a hint of respect and curiosity:
**"Sovereign, during the founding ceremony earlier, I noticed that every step you took created an intricate array of spiritual patterns beneath your feet.
As someone familiar with spirit arrays, I understand that such patterns require spiritual seals and energy from the user. Even a grandmaster cannot produce them without a trace of fluctuation.
However, I saw no such fluctuation from you. How, then, were these spiritual patterns formed? If it pleases you, could you enlighten me?"**
Her face reflected pure curiosity, her intent free of malice.
Xiao Tiance chuckled lightly, clearly amused by the sharp observation. He had deliberately created a mysterious aura to make a lasting impression on the gathered superpowers. Yet, he hadn't expected Qing Yanjing to raise such a direct and public question.
"Haha, Lady Qing Yanjing, I must commend your keen observation. You're correct the spiritual patterns weren't created by me."
His voice was calm, yet it carried a trace of mystery.
"In that case," Qing Yanjing pressed on, her tone growing even more intrigued, **"may I ask who created them? I am deeply curious about the skills of a grandmaster capable of crafting such patterns without detection.
Of course, Sovereign, please don't misunderstand. I mean no offense, only admiration. I hope to one day meet this mysterious master and seek their guidance."**
Her words, filled with sincerity, revealed her genuine admiration for the mysterious spirit array grandmaster.
Xiao Tiance's Deflection
Xiao Tiance's expression remained composed, his lips curling into a polite smile.
**"I must apologize, Lady Qing Yanjing, but I'm afraid your wish cannot be fulfilled.
The grandmaster you speak of values their privacy and rarely interacts with others. In fact, I am the only one they have shown themselves to. As much as I would like to grant your request, it would go against their wishes. I hope you can understand."**
While his tone was cordial, his words left no room for negotiation.
The truth, however, was far less grandiose. The so called mysterious grandmaster was none other than Ling'er, the spirit of the planar origin residing within Xiao Tiance.
The spiritual patterns had been pre prepared within his body by Ling'er, allowing him to release them step by step without causing any noticeable fluctuations.
While he trusted Qing Yanjing's intentions, revealing Ling'er's existence in a room filled with powerful figures, including several half step Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, was too great a risk.
As the Planar Origin Spirit, Ling'er was a treasure beyond measure. If her existence were exposed, the Ancient Clans and other superpowers would stop at nothing to seize her, potentially involving Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
Such a confrontation was not something White Jade Capital could handle at its current stage.
Mohatian's Disruption
Just as the atmosphere began to settle, a cold scoff echoed through the hall.
Xiao Tiance's brows furrowed as he turned to see Mohatian, the heir of the Mohe Ancient Clan, striding toward him. Mohatian's expression was stormy, as if Xiao Tiance had somehow offended him.
"Whoosh!"
Before Mohatian could get too close, Mo Yang and Xiao Xuan swiftly appeared in front of him, raising a hand to block his path.
But Mohatian was no ordinary figure. As the acknowledged heir of the Mohe Ancient Clan, his strength and status were unparalleled. Without hesitation, he raised his palm and struck toward Mo Yang and Xiao Xuan.
"Boom!"
A deafening crash resounded as Mo Yang and Xiao Xuan were sent flying backward by the overwhelming force.
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Tiance's figure flickered as he appeared behind the two, catching them mid air and stabilizing their retreat. However, the sheer power of Mohatian's attack forced Xiao Tiance to slide back several steps even as he supported his allies.
"Bang!"
Finally, Xiao Tiance planted his foot firmly on the ground, stopping their momentum.
"Tiance! Sovereign!"
Mo Yang and Xiao Xuan began to speak, but Xiao Tiance silenced them with a wave of his hand. They stepped back, leaving the matter in his hands.
The Confrontation
Xiao Tiance took a step forward, his gaze cold as it locked onto Mohatian. His voice carried an unmistakable edge:
**"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Mohatian, heir to the Mohe Ancient Clan.
To my knowledge, White Jade Capital has no grievances with your clan. Yet here you are, at our headquarters, assaulting my people in front of me. Tell me, Mohatian, are you so confident that you can disregard White Jade Capital and me entirely?"**
His words reverberated through the hall, silencing the crowd.
The Five City Lords and Twelve Tower Lords of White Jade Capital rose to their feet, their gazes filled with hostility. Should Mohatian say another word out of line, they were ready to act.
Mohatian's Arrogance
Mohatian sneered, his voice dripping with disdain:
"White Jade Capital? A mere sect without a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign. What makes you think you deserve my respect?"
His words were a direct provocation, his contempt for White Jade Capital laid bare.
Xiao Tiance's expression grew colder. He didn't know what had provoked Mohatian, but backing down now would tarnish both his reputation and White Jade Capital's standing in the Great Thousand World.
If he tolerated this insult, others would follow suit, and White Jade Capital would become a laughingstock.
Rising Tensions
A subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from Xiao Tiance as his Late Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign aura burst forth.
The oppressive pressure instantly silenced the entire hall. The once lively banquet became so quiet that even a pin drop would have been deafening.
The air was thick with tension as all eyes turned to Xiao Tiance and Mohatian, the confrontation poised to escalate further.
Amidst the unfolding tension, some of the guests at the banquet wore worried expressions, but there were also those who seemed eager to watch the drama escalate. After all, scenes like this were rare and worth savoring for entertainment.
Xiao Tiance's Retort
"Ha! Hahaha! Excellent! Truly fitting for the Mohe Ancient Clan's young lord," Xiao Tiance's laughter echoed across the banquet hall, but his eyes were sharp, his expression cold.
"If you, Mohatian, would so brazenly attack a member of my White Jade Capital without provocation, am I to take this as an official declaration of hostility from the Mohe Ancient Clan against White Jade Capital?"
His words were laced with a quiet fury, and as he spoke, his gaze swept over the elder leading the Mohe delegation. The elder remained silent, standing aside as if he had nothing to do with the matter. This told Xiao Tiance everything he needed to know.
The Mohe Ancient Clan might be formidable, but White Jade Capital wasn't about to cower.
Mohatian's Arrogance
"Ha! Don't make me laugh, Xiao Tiance," Mohatian sneered, his tone dripping with disdain.
"Hostility? You think you're worthy of declaring war on the Mohe Ancient Clan? Hahaha! You're delusional. Do you even have the guts to stand against us?"
Before he could finish mocking, Mohatian's body suddenly jerked as an overwhelming force smashed into him.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted from his mouth as his body shot through the air like a cannonball, crashing out of the banquet hall.
The guests froze in shock, and those who had been enjoying the show gasped audibly.
Behind Xiao Tiance, twelve golden clad Heavenly Demon Puppets loomed, their combined aura forming an oppressive wave. Around them swirled countless glowing battle patterns.
"A five million pattern war formation!"
The words of disbelief rippled through the hall. Even the representatives of the four Ancient Clans stared in awe.
Xiao Tiance's Wrath
Xiao Tiance didn't bother acknowledging the collective shock. Instead, his cold, fiery gaze followed Mohatian, who was coughing blood on the ground outside.
The once arrogant young lord now lay battered and broken, struggling to rise. His lips were stained with blood, and fragments of his internal organs mixed with the crimson pool beneath him. His aura was weak, barely clinging to life.
Xiao Tiance strode forward, his presence as unrelenting as a glacier.
"It seems, Mohatian, that your strength doesn't match your mouth."
Mohatian's Retort
"You… you're despicable! A sneak attack?! How dare you?" Mohatian roared, his face red with humiliation and fury.
He had let his guard down, convinced Xiao Tiance wouldn't strike without warning. But he hadn't anticipated such a direct, overwhelming assault.
Mohe Elder Intervenes
In a flash of light, the Mohe elder leading the delegation appeared by Mohatian's side. His hands glowed as he stabilized the injured young lord. Turning to Xiao Tiance, the elder's expression was a mask of fury.
"Xiao Tiance, wasn't that excessive? Mohatian is already down why injure him so severely?"
Xiao Tiance scoffed, his voice cold as frost.
**"Excessive? If you think this is excessive, perhaps Mohatian's actions deserve reconsideration.
Your young lord openly insulted my White Jade Capital and disrespected me in front of all these guests. Should I have applauded his behavior instead?
Let me remind you: White Jade Capital invited you here out of goodwill. If you find us beneath your esteemed status, you were free not to attend.
But since you came and chose to provoke us, a lesson was in order. A light one, at that."**
His words were sharp, leaving no room for argument.
The Elder's Deflection
The elder's expression darkened. Despite being a half step Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign, he hesitated to retaliate. The sheer might of Xiao Tiance's war formation left him uncertain whether the Mohe delegation could leave unscathed if a full scale battle erupted.
Still, he pressed on:
"Even if our young lord erred, resorting to a sneak attack is beneath you. Such underhanded tactics tarnish your reputation as a leader of White Jade Capital."
Xiao Tiance's gaze grew colder.
**"Sneak attack? And what of Mohatian's cowardly strike against my city lords moments ago?
Spare me your sanctimonious lectures you're in no position to dictate morality to me.
Anyone who dares act against White Jade Capital must be prepared to face the consequences."**
As he spoke, Xiao Tiance raised his hand.
Lockdown and Escalation
The sky above the capital darkened as spiritual energy surged. Glowing spiritual patterns manifested, activating White Jade Capital's Protective Formation.
The oppressive energy spread across the city, sealing its gates and disabling all teleportation arrays.
"To all White Jade Capital personnel," Xiao Tiance commanded.
"Present, Sovereign!"
Disciples, officers, tower lords, and city lords alike responded in unison, their voices echoing through the hall.
"Seal the city gates. Shut down all teleportation arrays. No one is to enter or leave. Should anyone resist, execute them on the spot!"
"Yes, Sovereign!"
Their unified response sent a chill down the spines of the guests.
Panic rippled through the crowd. Many had assumed they could leave if tensions escalated. But now, with the gates sealed and the White Jade forces prepared for bloodshed, it became clear there was no escape.
Mohatian's Fear
"Xiao Tiance, you wouldn't dare!" Mohatian roared, his voice trembling with rage and fear.
But deep down, he wasn't so sure. White Jade Capital had already demonstrated its willingness to challenge the True Phoenix Clan, resulting in the death of their patriarch. If Xiao Tiance truly decided to go all out, the Mohe delegation might not leave alive.
Even Mohatian's arrogance wavered in the face of that possibility.
Xiao Tiance's Defiance
"And why wouldn't I dare?" Xiao Tiance's laughter was cold and unrestrained.
"You, Mohatian, have made it clear you hold White Jade Capital in contempt. If I don't leave you with a lesson that scars your very soul, others might think us easy prey."
Behind Xiao Tiance, the twelve Heavenly Demon Puppets moved in unison. Led by Qinghou, their bodies glowed with radiant battle patterns.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd gasped:
"Five million battle patterns!"
The revelation stunned the hall into silence once more.
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